<?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-8058854456755520318</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:04:11.091-08:00</updated><category term='mortal combat'/><category term='childhood'/><category term='sad'/><category term='arguments'/><category term='funny'/><category term='books'/><category term='death'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='freelancing'/><category term='nature'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='aliens'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='hair'/><category term='pastry'/><category term='cameron diaz'/><category term='job'/><category term='travel'/><category term='yum'/><category term='action'/><category term='family'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='pets'/><category term='natalie portman'/><category term='adorable'/><category term='critic'/><category term='review'/><category term='cynism'/><category term='work'/><category term='rant'/><category term='kids'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='cj'/><category term='olivia munn'/><category term='ps3'/><category term='camera'/><category term='kodak'/><category term='capcom'/><category term='daniel craig'/><category term='rants'/><category term='bikinis'/><category term='indians'/><category term='hate'/><category term='cats'/><category term='school'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='chris evans'/><category term='cagayan de oro'/><category term='scary'/><category term='puppy'/><category term='online'/><category term='movie'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='people'/><category term='sweets'/><category term='olivia wilde'/><category term='bad teacher'/><category term='tragic'/><category term='dessert'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='festival'/><category term='dahilayan'/><category term='busy'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fun'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='jeff somers'/><category term='candy'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='animals'/><category term='technology'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='web content writer'/><category term='marathin'/><category term='beach'/><category term='board'/><category term='actors'/><category term='sleepover'/><category term='villains'/><category term='bukidnon'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='cowboys'/><category term='sex'/><category term='animation'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='extreme'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='mila kunis'/><category term='black swan'/><category term='valentine&apos;s'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='jenna marbles'/><category term='new york'/><category term='outing'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='DC'/><category term='friends'/><category term='women'/><category term='m200'/><category term='hello kitty'/><category term='jason segel'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='english'/><category term='justin timberlake'/><category term='writer'/><category term='random'/><category term='vampires'/><category term='party'/><category term='tekken'/><category term='bored'/><category term='commentary'/><category term='justine timberlake'/><category term='depressed'/><category term='don&apos;t hate'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='the inner swine'/><category term='life'/><category term='food'/><category term='cinema'/><category term='ukay-ukay'/><category term='new years'/><category term='house'/><category term='mall'/><category term='pasta'/><category term='pinoy'/><category term='men'/><category term='hot'/><category term='marvel'/><category term='health'/><category term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Hello. I like cats.</title><subtitle type='html'>The title says it all.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3573690610297432652</id><published>2012-02-15T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T01:57:52.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>You thought I would forget didn't you? Haha. As promised, I have a new blog post because today is Wednesday and do you know what day was before Wednesday ? Valentine's Day!!! Yay! Hellz yeah. That day where all girls look at each other, have a stare down and see who has the best looking flowers. Haha! I'm just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's just me but has Valentine's gone overrated or has it always been this overrated? It's either people are hating on the day or they love it. It has become very sensationalized that there's not one establishment I passed by that didn't have a heart or a cupid shaped decoration. I would see couples everywhere with the girl holding the newly&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;bouquet of roses. Or I would see kids with their parents carrying heart shaped balloons and red boxes with cake&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;to celebrate the day. Not that I hate it but I'm surprised at how big of an event Valentine's day has become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I love Valentine's day. I used to hate it but I figured, what's the point of hating a day I can't run from? I might as well &amp;nbsp;embrace this day with arms full of roses and boxes of chocolate. I'm not going to sit here and try to be cool by pretending I hate the day because it's actually a nice day. Free food and flowers? Who doesn't like that? And as for girls, you can always have a night out with your girls although I don't think that's possible since yesterday was a weekday. But anyways, who cares, just treat yourself and celebrate with everyone. I know I did. I celebrated it with tentenenen, Poopypants! So here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, before anything, I just want to show you first how my pet's Valentine's day went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XzxdP9aK9M/TztlEQsmZxI/AAAAAAAABk4/fZVIvgYhW1o/s1600/animal+valentine.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XzxdP9aK9M/TztlEQsmZxI/AAAAAAAABk4/fZVIvgYhW1o/s640/animal+valentine.png" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heehee. I am too bored am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here's meh wearing a red shirt I bought the day before. My mom specifically asked me to buy a red blouse in celebration of Valentine's day. Pshhh! Oh and notice that I have shorter hair? I got it cut a few days ago. I had it slashed because the straight cut just didn't work for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YsQ5HaoLc4/TztlZ9F7III/AAAAAAAABlA/lM8cdCvgtPg/s1600/100_1266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YsQ5HaoLc4/TztlZ9F7III/AAAAAAAABlA/lM8cdCvgtPg/s640/100_1266.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CJ got me roses. The chocolates will be followed-up on the weekend. I got him a bucket of his favorite gummy worms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ6B4m3HL-Q/Tztmg_7E_NI/AAAAAAAABlw/UtdtUpB_Q2s/s1600/100_1302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ6B4m3HL-Q/Tztmg_7E_NI/AAAAAAAABlw/UtdtUpB_Q2s/s640/100_1302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5BYgPSx9EMo/TztmJfiRfwI/AAAAAAAABlg/BSSvLjyVZa4/s1600/100_1297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5BYgPSx9EMo/TztmJfiRfwI/AAAAAAAABlg/BSSvLjyVZa4/s640/100_1297.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KzVsMO-9wsg/TztpS7uZaXI/AAAAAAAABmg/LdZlZs0EZ-o/s1600/100_1293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KzVsMO-9wsg/TztpS7uZaXI/AAAAAAAABmg/LdZlZs0EZ-o/s640/100_1293.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's vague looking but we ordered as many as six plates of different rolls. If I remember correctly, it's Teriyaki Boy Roll, Crazy California Maki, California Maki, Sumo Roll and Dynamite Roll. He asked for a lot of wasabi. The waiters had to literally walk back and forth from our the kitchen to our table because the wasabi they brought was never enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5irtnIcT4jM/Tzto0XRywOI/AAAAAAAABmY/di1w5w2pJ08/s1600/100_1308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5irtnIcT4jM/Tzto0XRywOI/AAAAAAAABmY/di1w5w2pJ08/s640/100_1308.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chopstick break fail. Ehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxImLiz1Gf8/TztmrXb4WbI/AAAAAAAABl4/exF0QHhTyhU/s1600/100_1303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxImLiz1Gf8/TztmrXb4WbI/AAAAAAAABl4/exF0QHhTyhU/s640/100_1303.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I guess that's all of it. The day ended pretty well. Valentine's day is over and I'm still looking forward to my chocolates this weekend. I want to end this post with my cat expressing the same exact feeling I have with today's cold and gloomy weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gRfycObuo/Tztlm8zyPqI/AAAAAAAABlI/CAi7U-rYqOU/s1600/100_1288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5gRfycObuo/Tztlm8zyPqI/AAAAAAAABlI/CAi7U-rYqOU/s640/100_1288.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I knoooow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3573690610297432652?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3573690610297432652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3573690610297432652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3573690610297432652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XzxdP9aK9M/TztlEQsmZxI/AAAAAAAABk4/fZVIvgYhW1o/s72-c/animal+valentine.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-1672286688858563654</id><published>2012-02-07T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T23:04:36.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jenna marbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Sendong Night Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So like any health-conscious girl, my friends and I joined last week's night run for a home. The registration paid by the runners all went to the thingie-thingie to fund in making new homes for those who were victims of the catastrophic Sendong. (Hehe sorry. I'm not so good when it comes to talking about charity events.) Anyhows, to make this long story short, I ran and gasped for air like any fat person would and finished the marathon. Thankfully, none of us passed out. I was with Irish, Katrina, and Joyce to enjoy this feat. Right after that, we then strolled around SM with our soaked shirts and sweaty faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweaty, sweaty, sweaty! Just look at how hollow the bones on my arms have become. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D_LS0G8Rv_8/Ty92IHREzWI/AAAAAAAABkI/0yk8w4vl_vE/s1600/100_0753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D_LS0G8Rv_8/Ty92IHREzWI/AAAAAAAABkI/0yk8w4vl_vE/s640/100_0753.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcDC6XI5YsA/Ty92KgWDpkI/AAAAAAAABkQ/fQxMFoob-ZQ/s1600/100_0750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcDC6XI5YsA/Ty92KgWDpkI/AAAAAAAABkQ/fQxMFoob-ZQ/s640/100_0750.JPG" width="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZg9uQii6Wc/Ty92NAiEpKI/AAAAAAAABkY/u4_sMCdf-ko/s1600/100_0749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZg9uQii6Wc/Ty92NAiEpKI/AAAAAAAABkY/u4_sMCdf-ko/s640/100_0749.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2ctFSgtgA/Ty92QFBgT-I/AAAAAAAABkg/E6qxh4MIjYM/s1600/100_0746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AU2ctFSgtgA/Ty92QFBgT-I/AAAAAAAABkg/E6qxh4MIjYM/s640/100_0746.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finished the race in one piece. Got a lot of goodies afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2SnPcS7p8/Ty92Fs4pXkI/AAAAAAAABkA/PDsxCEb6zIw/s1600/100_0756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2SnPcS7p8/Ty92Fs4pXkI/AAAAAAAABkA/PDsxCEb6zIw/s640/100_0756.JPG" width="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodies such as these bags..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oleSp7YVlTQ/Ty910gQvGOI/AAAAAAAABjY/TT4_Qyclq9M/s1600/100_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oleSp7YVlTQ/Ty910gQvGOI/AAAAAAAABjY/TT4_Qyclq9M/s640/100_0775.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;..and these. Ahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1WXB_zALHA/Ty91_kkxTPI/AAAAAAAABjw/gFl1TGUUyHA/s1600/100_0768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1WXB_zALHA/Ty91_kkxTPI/AAAAAAAABjw/gFl1TGUUyHA/s640/100_0768.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just a few obligatory photos of us with the backdrops and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTx8UlyrnPA/Ty91vcURdtI/AAAAAAAABjI/teI0ReijPFQ/s1600/100_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTx8UlyrnPA/Ty91vcURdtI/AAAAAAAABjI/teI0ReijPFQ/s640/100_0785.JPG" width="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pox47DcgFeM/Ty9133kkusI/AAAAAAAABjg/KIfWVO56fPE/s1600/100_0772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pox47DcgFeM/Ty9133kkusI/AAAAAAAABjg/KIfWVO56fPE/s640/100_0772.JPG" width="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_e5ZnxDSus0/Ty91x9467fI/AAAAAAAABjQ/4e4OCmz0Fx8/s1600/100_0782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_e5ZnxDSus0/Ty91x9467fI/AAAAAAAABjQ/4e4OCmz0Fx8/s640/100_0782.JPG" width="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And our running shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YytXduDn0pQ/Ty919KeLw5I/AAAAAAAABjo/in1FbhigVHI/s1600/100_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YytXduDn0pQ/Ty919KeLw5I/AAAAAAAABjo/in1FbhigVHI/s640/100_0769.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Irish' mom then treated us at Chowking which was pretty heavenly considering we just ran our butts off &amp;nbsp;on the streets of Pueblo for a resounding 1 hour. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szGvN4bcOgE/Ty91skXsUbI/AAAAAAAABjA/G-1Ly-2nP4U/s1600/100_0791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szGvN4bcOgE/Ty91skXsUbI/AAAAAAAABjA/G-1Ly-2nP4U/s640/100_0791.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you tell which one of us are spice extremists?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YBZw01-nBVk/Ty91p_1zurI/AAAAAAAABi4/vqQTX4NNmxg/s1600/100_0805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YBZw01-nBVk/Ty91p_1zurI/AAAAAAAABi4/vqQTX4NNmxg/s640/100_0805.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To end this post, I shall leave you with a random photo of lights I caught with my teeny tiny camera while I was running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-azvK4RN48/Ty92StQJI9I/AAAAAAAABko/0Cva7eCmlkQ/s1600/100_0737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="481" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-azvK4RN48/Ty92StQJI9I/AAAAAAAABko/0Cva7eCmlkQ/s640/100_0737.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A note to myself and to my little league of followers: I know I said I won't post as much anymore but then I realized that I'm starting to become a slob without posting anything on my blog. From now on, I shall have a new post every Wednesdays! Know Jennamarbles? Yeah, I got that from her. Mostly because I like her and it's good to have a reason to wake up every morning. One of them is this blog. :) Byes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-1672286688858563654?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1672286688858563654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/02/sendong-night-run.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1672286688858563654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1672286688858563654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/02/sendong-night-run.html' title='Sendong Night Run'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D_LS0G8Rv_8/Ty92IHREzWI/AAAAAAAABkI/0yk8w4vl_vE/s72-c/100_0753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-749273788503070709</id><published>2012-01-30T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:14:42.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Watching Too Many Movies</title><content type='html'>Unlike most people, my life is not an everyday party where there is a need to blog about it every second. If ever it was, I don't bother to take photos that much. I don't know what has happened to me but I am starting to find it a hassle to always take pictures of whatever I eat, wherever ago or whomever I meet and make a blog post out of it. I figured, it is a complete waste of time since a lot of people do the same thing as I do anyway. What is the point of telling others insignificant bits of my life when I can just show them the more important ones in rare posts. I don't know if you get what I mean but what I am trying to say here is I am semi-retiring from blogging almost every second. This decision might change in a few months but as for now, I feel like I want to semi-retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will blog about the most though are movies. The thing is, CJ and I watch a whole lot of movies. Good movies, bad movies, DVD series, whatever you can see insert on &amp;nbsp;DVD player and watch on TV. The last time, I remember making a promise to myself that I would make a review of every movie I watch. I then realized that with the number of movies/series I watch every week, that would take me forever. I also feel neutral about some movies which means I either find it bad or good. It also means I don't have much to say about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I will just blog about movies that I extremely love or extremely hate. I will rarely post updates of my awesome life but this coming months will be mostly about &amp;nbsp;movie commentaries.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good way for me to pretend that I am actually a good writer and that I have opinions to opinionate? Err. Eheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-749273788503070709?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/749273788503070709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/watching-too-many-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/749273788503070709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/749273788503070709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/watching-too-many-movies.html' title='Watching Too Many Movies'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-5323041874821498290</id><published>2012-01-28T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:28:54.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikinis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Movie Commentary: And Soon The Darkness</title><content type='html'>So we just watched &lt;i&gt;And Soon The Darkness&lt;/i&gt; a week ago. It was stacked among the pile of DVD's that we planned on watching after the line up of movies and series we want to watch come to an end. I just picked this movie out because it had two girls in a bikini on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_jBxDuDgTY/TyLHMWFMfbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/VsehofVs-8U/s1600/And+Soon+the+Darkness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_jBxDuDgTY/TyLHMWFMfbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/VsehofVs-8U/s640/And+Soon+the+Darkness.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also has an "everything-went-so-well-then-some-terrible-shit-happens" kind of plot. Just my type of movie. Have you seen &lt;i&gt;Shark Night 3D&lt;/i&gt;? It has the promise of fun and girls in bikinis at the beginning but then it starts to fuck up when somebody is dead or missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Soon The Darkness&lt;/i&gt; is a remake of a British movie. It's about two American girls named Stephanie and Ellie who are on a trip to a small town in Argentina. Can I just say that going on a trip like this has always been my dream? Everything they did in the movie, except being kidnapped and killed, is pretty much what I want to do if I ever go on a trip abroad.&lt;br /&gt;Cycling on a road that offers a very scenic view, sunbathing by the stream, walking in the canyons, going to a small local bar, and getting drunk are one of the few things I would like to do in a beautiful foreign country like Argentina. And there is no one better to do this with than your best friend, just like in the movie. So anyways, comments here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nisPDXZ37W0/TyLMao4Kc8I/AAAAAAAABhY/Db0aNkxBtI4/s1600/2e59e2448357.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nisPDXZ37W0/TyLMao4Kc8I/AAAAAAAABhY/Db0aNkxBtI4/s640/2e59e2448357.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTremVmSrpo/TyLMdc0eHWI/AAAAAAAABhg/0inDle7MmdM/s1600/3712_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTremVmSrpo/TyLMdc0eHWI/AAAAAAAABhg/0inDle7MmdM/s640/3712_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qu5kC9rFEVE/TyLMfvr8qqI/AAAAAAAABho/ibByykv-7Wg/s1600/and-soon-the-darkness1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qu5kC9rFEVE/TyLMfvr8qqI/AAAAAAAABho/ibByykv-7Wg/s640/and-soon-the-darkness1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXOyV31Xdr8/TyLMgq8CNnI/AAAAAAAABhw/qsL9LMcYk4w/s1600/tumblr_lmcgr7ssEa1qzu7ito1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="514" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXOyV31Xdr8/TyLMgq8CNnI/AAAAAAAABhw/qsL9LMcYk4w/s640/tumblr_lmcgr7ssEa1qzu7ito1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ7kXVxKlzo/TyLMluLHFaI/AAAAAAAABh4/VLG08f_Oej0/s1600/tumblr_lsqd02OKp61r366aeo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ7kXVxKlzo/TyLMluLHFaI/AAAAAAAABh4/VLG08f_Oej0/s640/tumblr_lsqd02OKp61r366aeo1_1280.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XrJNNWKp0sw/TyLMn_u-i0I/AAAAAAAABiA/k3fZdfrRCwM/s1600/tumblr_lx5520GS9D1qze8b1o1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XrJNNWKp0sw/TyLMn_u-i0I/AAAAAAAABiA/k3fZdfrRCwM/s640/tumblr_lx5520GS9D1qze8b1o1_1280.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is just a reminder of how much my life sucks for not being in these characters' shoes. I just recently discovered the beauty that is Argentina and now I want to go there. One of these days, I will save enough money and plan a trip just the same as these girls. I will then bring my kitteh with me because no one is as bad ass to handle the heat on trips like these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv5gQP3QUik/TyLOEHBYmLI/AAAAAAAABiI/811Exv9d-no/s1600/And-Soon-the-Darkness-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv5gQP3QUik/TyLOEHBYmLI/AAAAAAAABiI/811Exv9d-no/s640/And-Soon-the-Darkness-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KiZu39I23us/TyLOFkdpSzI/AAAAAAAABiQ/VWobf47JMBo/s1600/tumblr_lmphduNy4t1qcthe0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KiZu39I23us/TyLOFkdpSzI/AAAAAAAABiQ/VWobf47JMBo/s640/tumblr_lmphduNy4t1qcthe0o1_500.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Girls in bikinis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I like the fact that viewers get to see a little somethin-somethin from these two hot girls. Do I really need to say more? Odette Yustman and Amber Heard look like hotter versions of Megan Fox and Kristen Stewart respectively.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I think it's kind of silly that their characters were sunbathing near a stream. I mean, it is a foreign place at a local town that is in the middle of nowhere. There is a big possibility that perverted locals are masturbating to the sight of two half naked girls. I'm just saying. If you don't want to get kidnapped and be sold illegally as a sex slave to rich and powerful men, then don't put a damn bikini on when it's just you and your girl friend. Unless you're a guy of course. You can always beat dem pervert asses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-su5fmTFmnK0/TyLPZMyc6aI/AAAAAAAABiY/7blns6fq8mk/s1600/amber_heard_until_darkness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="374" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-su5fmTFmnK0/TyLPZMyc6aI/AAAAAAAABiY/7blns6fq8mk/s640/amber_heard_until_darkness.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fv3li30MSGY/TyLPcW_oJZI/AAAAAAAABig/tGv5BZg8d_A/s1600/tumblr_lqtax7GZks1qgm26yo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fv3li30MSGY/TyLPcW_oJZI/AAAAAAAABig/tGv5BZg8d_A/s640/tumblr_lqtax7GZks1qgm26yo1_500.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mcY8x5gIJ6E/TyLPfMpX4QI/AAAAAAAABio/5Yl_ixSTVWU/s1600/tumblr_lqtb2oC5qN1qgm26yo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mcY8x5gIJ6E/TyLPfMpX4QI/AAAAAAAABio/5Yl_ixSTVWU/s640/tumblr_lqtb2oC5qN1qgm26yo1_500.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amber Heard. I love her. She is gorgeous. I don't know how to explain it but I will in the simplest possible way I can. She has a strong sex appeal. She also looks like she's pretty humble. She looks nice and down to earth. Sex appeal and humility combined together is a great thing. Amber Heard is a great thing. I want to be AMBER HEARD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPXrXRBu01M/TyLRwB54WOI/AAAAAAAABiw/Axf8rY4bH1Q/s1600/o-new-images-from-and-soon-the-darkness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPXrXRBu01M/TyLRwB54WOI/AAAAAAAABiw/Axf8rY4bH1Q/s640/o-new-images-from-and-soon-the-darkness.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this guy is not so great!!! I hate that they hired such hot actresses for the movie but not so hot actors. They didn't even bother picking one that would match up to these girls. No offense but this guy, I am not attracted to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay. Now that I am done scrutinizing the characters, let us talk about the movie. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am I the only one who finds it silly that Michael didn't find the kidnapper's hideout despite looking all over the possible hideout places for a "hundred times"? But Ellie who has been there for the first time, immediately finds her friend Stephanie at this isolated broken down building. But then maybe it's because the kidnappers change hideouts all the time. IDK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that is just all I have to complain about for now. This movie is lucky that it's neither so good or bad that I don't have much to say about it. Watch out for more movie commentaries because I am very good at complaining about movies I watch. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-5323041874821498290?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5323041874821498290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/movie-commentary-and-soon-darkness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5323041874821498290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5323041874821498290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/movie-commentary-and-soon-darkness.html' title='Movie Commentary: And Soon The Darkness'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_jBxDuDgTY/TyLHMWFMfbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/VsehofVs-8U/s72-c/And+Soon+the+Darkness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7987424502069257652</id><published>2012-01-18T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:36:48.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>How We Cook Pasta</title><content type='html'>If you are a loyal reader of this blog, you probably knew that CJ and I spend endless hours watching movies and series. Back then, we would get pizza, cookies, milk, pancit, burrito, quesadillas or whatever edible nomnoms we can possibly find out there that'll fill our tummies while watching DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in the year where he gets blessings and receives packages from the "other side". He gives me some of it but what he feels he is most compelled to give me is his pasta.&amp;nbsp;This is no time for a "that's what she said" joke but yes, I get his pasta.&amp;nbsp;Macaroni pasta,&amp;nbsp;fettuccine&amp;nbsp;pasta, brocolli pasta, whatever pasta okay?? In short, CJ should surrender his pasta possessions to his queen. It started a few years ago when he introduced me to this special box where everything in it can be used to make pasta. He cooked it and one taste changed my life forever. I would then eat pasta from whoever cooked it for me, the cook, his mom, CJ, whoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before I get carried away, let us go back to the original pasta which is CJ's pasta. Lately, he's been getting back at me by letting me cook all teh pastas. Not that I don't mind because I&amp;nbsp;intentionally&amp;nbsp;put more pasta in my bowl when it's divide and conquer time. Muahahaha kidding. I just thought it would be great that I include this among one of the many useless blog posts I have; teaching ya'll how we make our pastas. So here yagoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLt_eNv45Pk/TxeTWpwHm4I/AAAAAAAABgI/Y8qHuZ50akI/s1600/100_0324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLt_eNv45Pk/TxeTWpwHm4I/AAAAAAAABgI/Y8qHuZ50akI/s640/100_0324.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The magic ingredients: One Tuna Helper and 2 cans of tuna. For this one, we got creamy broccoli because it's awesomely delicious like that. We sometimes use 2 cans of chicken but in this case, we ran out so we used tuna instead. The pasta will still taste good either way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmIki0vIt28/TxeTg8DX-8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/RWcmRjgq7dM/s1600/100_0325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmIki0vIt28/TxeTg8DX-8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/RWcmRjgq7dM/s640/100_0325.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So contained in the Tuna helper is a small bag of macaronis and the seasoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t0Ja8BlA2L8/TxeTsXnKOXI/AAAAAAAABgY/zDQCicCK99s/s1600/100_0326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t0Ja8BlA2L8/TxeTsXnKOXI/AAAAAAAABgY/zDQCicCK99s/s640/100_0326.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPaUQvdUfiE/TxeT3nlR-JI/AAAAAAAABgg/QFlKoJ4xRzs/s1600/100_0327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPaUQvdUfiE/TxeT3nlR-JI/AAAAAAAABgg/QFlKoJ4xRzs/s640/100_0327.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pour the macaroni in a pan filled with water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOqF6oGsHwM/TxeUB_Q8FJI/AAAAAAAABgo/yGNzSIE3gqE/s1600/100_0331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOqF6oGsHwM/TxeUB_Q8FJI/AAAAAAAABgo/yGNzSIE3gqE/s640/100_0331.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mix, mix, mix until the macaroni starts to feel tender. One way to find out is to put your hand on the hot boiling water and feel the macaroni or you can use a spatula instead if you don't feel like burning your fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hXMf_eCP-c/TxeULGuh9PI/AAAAAAAABgw/5qDsozDe4ZQ/s1600/100_0332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hXMf_eCP-c/TxeULGuh9PI/AAAAAAAABgw/5qDsozDe4ZQ/s640/100_0332.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now that the macaroni is all tender, drain all the excess water from the tuna then pour tuna in the pan. Mix, mix mix until tuna is spread evenly in the pasta. Turn off the stove when pasta starts to look a little soggy. Pour in the seasoning and voila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVwIuQz4ffc/TxeUYxndIJI/AAAAAAAABg4/-jQJ-T0DFFk/s1600/100_0341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVwIuQz4ffc/TxeUYxndIJI/AAAAAAAABg4/-jQJ-T0DFFk/s640/100_0341.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know it doesn't look much of a masterpiece in the photo but trust me, it looks better in person. Ommy nomnoms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-cuNKYW2S4/TxebmLLR7AI/AAAAAAAABhI/mfoGfgVtwyQ/s1600/100_0342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-cuNKYW2S4/TxebmLLR7AI/AAAAAAAABhI/mfoGfgVtwyQ/s320/100_0342.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;See what I did here? Heehee. Life was never fair for teh CJ! Muahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess that will be all. Bye byes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7987424502069257652?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7987424502069257652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-we-cook-pasta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7987424502069257652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7987424502069257652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-we-cook-pasta.html' title='How We Cook Pasta'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLt_eNv45Pk/TxeTWpwHm4I/AAAAAAAABgI/Y8qHuZ50akI/s72-c/100_0324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8820333999629317838</id><published>2012-01-16T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T06:15:31.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ps3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tekken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capcom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortal combat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><title type='text'>1.15.2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was supposed to have "Typical Weekend" as this post's title but then what would happen to the other weekends I had to blog about? I then just decided to name it the way I name my Word files I use for work: with dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So this is the typical weekend of teh great Oshan Saleleyg. I go out late, eat dinner, do random stuff, drink and &lt;i&gt;probably&lt;/i&gt; go home. For this week, I got to play PS3 with the boys. We played Tekken and Capcom VS DC. I did moderately okay. I'm not a gaming expert but I was surprised when I won a couple of matches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For one third of the time, I just watched the guys beat the crap out of each other with kicks, combos and specials. Not to mention, we did have a little fun just watching the female game characters who's costumes of some happen to be strategically designed to give boners to gaming nerds out there. Props for clever marketing strategy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyways, here's a few photos of the babes just for drools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxQpLydHHQA/TxLvjeUcfII/AAAAAAAABeo/p10iTFCkWxQ/s1600/emily___lily___rochefort_tekken6_by_kumiko_kurokawa-d3dcgom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxQpLydHHQA/TxLvjeUcfII/AAAAAAAABeo/p10iTFCkWxQ/s640/emily___lily___rochefort_tekken6_by_kumiko_kurokawa-d3dcgom.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHoOQ2wQ_2Q/TxLvmLI88pI/AAAAAAAABe4/vOU1lSarrAQ/s1600/tekken-6-20090602050145805_640w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHoOQ2wQ_2Q/TxLvmLI88pI/AAAAAAAABe4/vOU1lSarrAQ/s640/tekken-6-20090602050145805_640w.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Seriously? Who fights with a leather one piece strap on armor strategically attached to "delicate" parts of her body? Not that I'm complaining. Maybe it's to distract the opponent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZwKv1Cbf_Q/TxQuJiXvEbI/AAAAAAAABfA/kuCsk-aWXQY/s1600/891821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZwKv1Cbf_Q/TxQuJiXvEbI/AAAAAAAABfA/kuCsk-aWXQY/s640/891821.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EqQr8GDoDJw/TxQuP4LAAqI/AAAAAAAABfI/0yIgZDL7GHI/s1600/chun-li_capcom_vs_snk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EqQr8GDoDJw/TxQuP4LAAqI/AAAAAAAABfI/0yIgZDL7GHI/s640/chun-li_capcom_vs_snk.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoykUGKRkrQ/TxQuR10wWfI/AAAAAAAABfQ/mafpet5CwBY/s1600/Felicia+ce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoykUGKRkrQ/TxQuR10wWfI/AAAAAAAABfQ/mafpet5CwBY/s640/Felicia+ce.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now this is just ridiculous. I can't even..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKyWKsDevz4/TxQuZd13E2I/AAAAAAAABfY/Wa0J31nLzFM/s1600/kitana_render.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKyWKsDevz4/TxQuZd13E2I/AAAAAAAABfY/Wa0J31nLzFM/s640/kitana_render.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is unreasonably sexy but I like Kitana because she is BAD-ASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGR3wc77_6g/TxQua-v8CBI/AAAAAAAABfg/m1V2VSY7rZA/s1600/Morrigan-Aensland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGR3wc77_6g/TxQua-v8CBI/AAAAAAAABfg/m1V2VSY7rZA/s640/Morrigan-Aensland.jpg" width="406" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yx1V9DW8I0Y/TxQuf9T6DVI/AAAAAAAABfo/gYLbi5BjXas/s1600/storm___marvel_vs_capcom_3_by_ankobrown-d34yt1a.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yx1V9DW8I0Y/TxQuf9T6DVI/AAAAAAAABfo/gYLbi5BjXas/s640/storm___marvel_vs_capcom_3_by_ankobrown-d34yt1a.png" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXu3yU0himc/TxQupG9DVSI/AAAAAAAABfw/9O1IAR457B8/s1600/trish-marvel-vs-capcom-3-fate-two-worlds-picture.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JXu3yU0himc/TxQupG9DVSI/AAAAAAAABfw/9O1IAR457B8/s640/trish-marvel-vs-capcom-3-fate-two-worlds-picture.png" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There is no one else I know who can store sunglasses in their cleavage as impressive as her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmGnXQSz8oU/TxQuqaSUIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/F1FTdr3AqVo/s1600/tumblr_lerq5xfuDC1qbm90jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmGnXQSz8oU/TxQuqaSUIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/F1FTdr3AqVo/s640/tumblr_lerq5xfuDC1qbm90jo1_500.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gRctZHQfPs/TxQuv8JqmdI/AAAAAAAABgA/NryDO7DH0JY/s1600/x-23-marvel-vs-capcom-3-fate-two-worlds-picture.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gRctZHQfPs/TxQuv8JqmdI/AAAAAAAABgA/NryDO7DH0JY/s640/x-23-marvel-vs-capcom-3-fate-two-worlds-picture.png" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So if you want buff bodies, curvy butts and lots of big chichis with crazy cleavage, side boob,&amp;nbsp;under boob, whatever boob then fighting games like Tekken and Capcom VS. DC is perfect for you. And if you're wondering, yes, I did get all of these photos one by one using the wonderful tool that is Google images.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, Here's Edu, Sam and Cj getting their games on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVL0PiBrqYQ/TxLpuyuQyuI/AAAAAAAABd4/QqH3YC6hCco/s1600/100_0295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVL0PiBrqYQ/TxLpuyuQyuI/AAAAAAAABd4/QqH3YC6hCco/s640/100_0295.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DPC8WpxVHe0/TxLp8RYWN6I/AAAAAAAABeA/wSYi0YWHQ6U/s1600/100_0298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DPC8WpxVHe0/TxLp8RYWN6I/AAAAAAAABeA/wSYi0YWHQ6U/s640/100_0298.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqSoQvDuDj8/TxLqHP022fI/AAAAAAAABeI/odqB4LNCOBc/s1600/100_0301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqSoQvDuDj8/TxLqHP022fI/AAAAAAAABeI/odqB4LNCOBc/s640/100_0301.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We then went to get drinks after two hours of trying to beat the crap out of each other's characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVta1N2hC44/TxLqY1I-JJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/AdGDGVXy838/s1600/100_0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVta1N2hC44/TxLqY1I-JJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/AdGDGVXy838/s640/100_0310.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKS1coK57N4/TxLql19ywNI/AAAAAAAABeY/viXNfqyG-LE/s1600/100_0306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKS1coK57N4/TxLql19ywNI/AAAAAAAABeY/viXNfqyG-LE/s640/100_0306.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPrnb4b3UHE/TxLqyLAxa3I/AAAAAAAABeg/piRbTYkH3BU/s1600/100_0317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPrnb4b3UHE/TxLqyLAxa3I/AAAAAAAABeg/piRbTYkH3BU/s640/100_0317.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went home after a round plus two more bottles. For the record, it was a the first weekend where there were no jeepneys that go to my place. Had to ride a rela with my head so heavy from the alcohol (weakling!). I went to sleep right away when I got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yup, just the typical weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-8820333999629317838?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8820333999629317838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/1152012.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8820333999629317838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8820333999629317838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/1152012.html' title='1.15.2012'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxQpLydHHQA/TxLvjeUcfII/AAAAAAAABeo/p10iTFCkWxQ/s72-c/emily___lily___rochefort_tekken6_by_kumiko_kurokawa-d3dcgom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-5162649823434570101</id><published>2012-01-14T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T17:17:04.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olivia munn'/><title type='text'>I Wish I Was Olivia Munn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So remember my last posts where I was pretty delusional saying I wanted to have short hair as Olivia Munn's in the hopes of looking like her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This haircut I mean:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EYPu_NrNzg/TxIlqmkv0wI/AAAAAAAABdw/JTtnCOB-1gA/s1600/Olivia%252BMunn%252BShort%252BHairstyles%252BBob%252BhLhnJsdwLoPl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EYPu_NrNzg/TxIlqmkv0wI/AAAAAAAABdw/JTtnCOB-1gA/s640/Olivia%252BMunn%252BShort%252BHairstyles%252BBob%252BhLhnJsdwLoPl.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hot diggity! Why can't I be this beautiful? She's half Asian half Caucasian and I'm not wondering why she's this gorgeous. Why can't I be half somethiiiiing???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;So anyways, reality still beats expectations as usual. I did not magically turn into an Olivia Munn&amp;nbsp;doppelganger&amp;nbsp;but I was hoping it would look good on me since we both share something common: a round face. So here we go. You be the judge. Do I look like crap? Or do I look like crap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdBOHKkCf78/TxIkaogHSXI/AAAAAAAABdo/4U5iWBKlV1Y/s1600/100_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdBOHKkCf78/TxIkaogHSXI/AAAAAAAABdo/4U5iWBKlV1Y/s400/100_0266.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZY0o-rRhYo/TxIjlZhFlJI/AAAAAAAABdg/4k6orZeFOa4/s1600/100_0264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZY0o-rRhYo/TxIjlZhFlJI/AAAAAAAABdg/4k6orZeFOa4/s400/100_0264.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BnlANCEJCHA/TxIjMLQoLZI/AAAAAAAABdY/IYtks0SDPW0/s1600/100_0261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BnlANCEJCHA/TxIjMLQoLZI/AAAAAAAABdY/IYtks0SDPW0/s400/100_0261.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well I gotta admit, I'm no Olivia Munn but I don't look shitty anymore as I used to the last time I had short hair. Maybe because this was straight cut. I got this a few weeks ago and it's growing really fast. Anyways, I have my reasons for cutting my hair this short. You will see on my later posts. So anyways, I just wanted to give ya'll my terrible hair updates! Be back in 12 hours. ;b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-5162649823434570101?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5162649823434570101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wish-i-was-olivia-munn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5162649823434570101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5162649823434570101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wish-i-was-olivia-munn.html' title='I Wish I Was Olivia Munn'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EYPu_NrNzg/TxIlqmkv0wI/AAAAAAAABdw/JTtnCOB-1gA/s72-c/Olivia%252BMunn%252BShort%252BHairstyles%252BBob%252BhLhnJsdwLoPl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3053437767046339948</id><published>2012-01-11T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:46:22.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kodak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m200'/><title type='text'>New Camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFIr2bKthHU/Tw58F1JMMhI/AAAAAAAABb4/Q4KLRdICGo8/s1600/Kodak-EasyShare-Mini-M200-White.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFIr2bKthHU/Tw58F1JMMhI/AAAAAAAABb4/Q4KLRdICGo8/s400/Kodak-EasyShare-Mini-M200-White.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I was finally able to get a camera of my own. Kuya was supposed to leave early January to work in Cebu. With that, he said was going to bring my old camera with him. I needed a new one so I decided to buy one. I just bought this baby a few weeks ago. For three long weeks, I have been drooling for different cameras, looking at reviews and window shopping at the malls. &lt;br /&gt;My mind was set on a Samsung ST30. I have never used a Samsung camera before but as far as reviews are concerned, I liked it. The photo and video quality was good. I also liked the fact that it's smaller than a credit card. A pretty big distinction from the old camera I have. &lt;br /&gt;I got the money and headed for the mall. I went to different camera shops only to be disappointed by the fact that they ran out of Samsung ST30's in pink. I stopped by Kodak to check out their cameras. A similar looking camera caught my eye. It was almost as small as the Samsung ST30. I asked the lady if I could check it out. My heart has always been set on Kodak cameras but I didn't really want my first ever camera to be of a less popular brand. No offense to Kodak owners out there. But most brands that reviews rave about are Sony, Canon and Nikon cameras. I followed my heart and bought the Kodak M200 anyway. I chose the one in white because nothing says cool than a white camera. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So far, it's doing great. I love it. It has it's shortcomings but I won't rant about it here because the more I dwell on it, the more I will grow to hate my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving you with some of the many first few photos I took with my Kodak M200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2DYPNWSndY/Tw6HDLSgPnI/AAAAAAAABcY/BzlBFbcpP_k/s1600/100_0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2DYPNWSndY/Tw6HDLSgPnI/AAAAAAAABcY/BzlBFbcpP_k/s640/100_0029.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0IurunkSA8/Tw6HWjbUhkI/AAAAAAAABcg/LJMO3UXsPsM/s1600/100_0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0IurunkSA8/Tw6HWjbUhkI/AAAAAAAABcg/LJMO3UXsPsM/s640/100_0038.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYboODM4Uwk/Tw6JoiHm1hI/AAAAAAAABdA/JVaxJbhHKvk/s1600/100_0094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYboODM4Uwk/Tw6JoiHm1hI/AAAAAAAABdA/JVaxJbhHKvk/s640/100_0094.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmAsyc5QV9w/Tw6J-LQIjMI/AAAAAAAABdI/h2dI3mjRE1s/s1600/100_0106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmAsyc5QV9w/Tw6J-LQIjMI/AAAAAAAABdI/h2dI3mjRE1s/s640/100_0106.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owWOo6uZB60/Tw6KDsw2TiI/AAAAAAAABdQ/o3czJoqX8hQ/s1600/100_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owWOo6uZB60/Tw6KDsw2TiI/AAAAAAAABdQ/o3czJoqX8hQ/s640/100_0114.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3053437767046339948?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3053437767046339948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3053437767046339948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3053437767046339948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-camera.html' title='New Camera!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFIr2bKthHU/Tw58F1JMMhI/AAAAAAAABb4/Q4KLRdICGo8/s72-c/Kodak-EasyShare-Mini-M200-White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-2826225736373152998</id><published>2011-12-31T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:04:30.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mila kunis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin timberlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Friends With Benefits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even if I'm supposed to post something about New Year, I will not. Maybe next time but for now, I want to entertain myself besides just looking at pretty exploding things in the sky. I will write a commentary about a movie that is almost in parallel with "No Strings Attached" which is "Friends With Benefits" starring Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake. I liked this movie compared to the former because it's funnier and Natalie is too serious of an actress to laugh at. Mila Kunis is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mila Kunis and her crazy big eyes! In the movie, her ex played by Adam Samberg uses her eyes as an excuse as to why he doesn't want to date her anymore. He says they are scary. I beg to differ because she has ridiculously gorgeous eyes. I still can't get over the fact that she looks like the female version of Dominic Cooper which I also do not mind banging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_ljf16cx4UP1qawxnko1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_ljf16cx4UP1qawxnko1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;THIS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_lpfet6jWm11qioib5o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_lpfet6jWm11qioib5o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_llxhmoXoZg1qfktwjo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_llxhmoXoZg1qfktwjo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_losk2hM0La1qlnbgfo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_losk2hM0La1qlnbgfo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heeehee I hope you don't mind but I just like the GIFs, that's all. I'm making it a habit to put at least a million GIFs of scenes from the movie I'm making a commentary about just to make it look interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I like that it was set in New York, one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Or at least that's what I hear. Scenes feature the the life of a typical New Yorker. Mostly in powersuits trying to climb their way up to the corporate ladder with coffee in hand and folders in the other. Busy streets with people rushing to work as if time is chasing after them. Some of the major scenes were also held in the city's most distinguished areas such as the New York Time Square, Central Park and Grand Central Station. I really have no hopes of going to New York but just watching this movie made me want to experience at least one day in the city and know what it feels like to live in New York. &lt;i&gt;*cue in New York, New York song*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyVRpn_HDX0/Tv9Jg1kWzcI/AAAAAAAABbo/blQWagg35qc/s1600/article-1279712050773-0A84D1EC000005DC-138825_466x601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyVRpn_HDX0/Tv9Jg1kWzcI/AAAAAAAABbo/blQWagg35qc/s640/article-1279712050773-0A84D1EC000005DC-138825_466x601.jpg" width="496" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7m0ZLkKrgI/Tv9JiCEEnoI/AAAAAAAABbw/blhJ-qwP_3w/s1600/Friends_With_Benefits_%25282%2529_t607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7m0ZLkKrgI/Tv9JiCEEnoI/AAAAAAAABbw/blhJ-qwP_3w/s640/Friends_With_Benefits_%25282%2529_t607.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's the same typical guy-is-too-scared-of-commitment and girl-is-emotinally-damaged plot wherein things are going really well at the beginning of the movie. They are shaggin' all the time but then things start to become complicated when there are incidents where they get confused of labeling themselves as couples or not. Are they or are they not? Sex becomes akwardly romantic instead of amazingly mind blowing because feelings are involved. They are too scared of commitment and it is resolved by one of the two taking that step into making the relationship official by professing his/her love in public (because really, there is nothing more romantic than announcing to the world your love for another person) in this movie's case, it was Justin's move. Romcom movies are so darn predictable nowadays.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't get why during the first moments we see Justin's dad, he acts all mental because he has amnesia but then he suddenly becomes sane when Justin needed a slap in the face about his situation with Mila. His dad makes a grand speech on how you should never let "The One" go or it will drive you crazy for life. Look what happened to him; he forgot to put his pants on in one of the scenes for crissakes! Seriously though, purposive change of characters behavior/personality for movie plot's sake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That will be all. I have other things in my head but I won't put them here since they are not that relevant to mention. Bye guys! Happy New Year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-2826225736373152998?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2826225736373152998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/friends-with-benefits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2826225736373152998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2826225736373152998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/friends-with-benefits.html' title='Friends With Benefits'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyVRpn_HDX0/Tv9Jg1kWzcI/AAAAAAAABbo/blQWagg35qc/s72-c/article-1279712050773-0A84D1EC000005DC-138825_466x601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3957032706338945390</id><published>2011-12-30T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:57:22.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olivia munn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Olivia Munn Makes Me Go Hnggg</title><content type='html'>I have just seen "I Don't Know How She Does It" a few weeks ago and I have to say that the title pretty sucks. One thing that doesn't is Olivia though. Back when I haven't heard of her and just saw her in men's magazines, I hated her because I didn't think she was attractive enough. After watching the movie, I changed my mind. She was pretty stern and akward in the movie. I watched one of her interviews and I would understand why geeks love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now one of the things that inially caught my eye was her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7PeyB3NweA/Tv4Iq9QRucI/AAAAAAAABbc/uDuiXFhNjzs/s1600/olivia-munn-picture-2092298768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7PeyB3NweA/Tv4Iq9QRucI/AAAAAAAABbc/uDuiXFhNjzs/s640/olivia-munn-picture-2092298768.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doesn't she look adorable? Now the next thing I thought if was, can I pull of this hair? I have a feeling I won't be able to since I have a very full face. Olivia too has a full round face but let's face it, she's hot material, and I'm not. So for the new year's I'm still pondering if I should get this hair or not. I really want to but I'm scared I might make the biggest mistake of my life. I guess ya'll just have to wait and see for my future posts to find out what kind of mess I will do to my hair. Have a happy new year everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3957032706338945390?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3957032706338945390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/olivia-munn-makes-me-go-hnggg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3957032706338945390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3957032706338945390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/olivia-munn-makes-me-go-hnggg.html' title='Olivia Munn Makes Me Go Hnggg'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7PeyB3NweA/Tv4Iq9QRucI/AAAAAAAABbc/uDuiXFhNjzs/s72-c/olivia-munn-picture-2092298768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7285505074108169241</id><published>2011-12-24T10:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T16:57:00.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cagayan de oro'/><title type='text'>Typhoon Sendong Ruined Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the year again, Christmas time and unlike past Christmas', this year's was different. Last Friday, December 17, 2011, something very unexpected has happened to my beautiful city Cagayan de Oro. Warnings were given but we were too confident that a strong flood the same as the one that happened in Manila would never occur here in the city. Sendong was about to change that. A lot of my fellow Kagay-anons suffered the very cruel typhoon. Hundreds died and hundreds more missing. But then, the typhoon itself could not be blamed alone because illegal logging has been happening around here for quite some time which made the flood impossible to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe all this was happening while I was just in my bed sleeping comfortably because that's just rain's effect on me. But for others, they were drowning in their slumbers already because of the strong pressure of the water coming inside their houses.&amp;nbsp;The storm happened around 1-2 am, Saturday dawn where electricity was out and flood water was everywhere.It was like a silent assasin slowly killing those who were completely unaware and defenseless while others were rushing to go to elevated places like the second floor of their houses or their roofs to survive the rising waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374967_10150439467758170_728368169_8601427_1002618029_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sugarcanenomads.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/cagayan-de-oro-sendong-typhoon-mindanao-philippines-december-2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bakitwhy.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/zot-main-image-468/Sendong%20Survivors.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://filipinofreethinkers.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/typhoon-sendong-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390488_2888089965600_1360713371_3078285_752609172_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/390488_2888089965600_1360713371_3078285_752609172_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://filipinofreethinkers.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/typhoon-sendong-1.jpg" /&gt;When I woke up to what felt like a totally different day like the other day, I checked my Facebook. The sun looked bright and there was no rain anymore. I then learned how badly the flood has affected most parts of the city. People from some Barangays had to go to evacuation centers because they lost their houses from the typhoon. The streets were muddy and in some parts, water was still waiting to be absorbed by the soil. Dead bodies were floating in the river and inside properties and streets. A friend of mine even described it as somewhat apocalytpic because everything really was a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole week, friends and family I encountered would exchange death and survival stories we've heard from other people and just mourn at how badly the typhoon really has caused damage not only to our city but also to our fellow Kagay-anon's hearts. Even if my place wasn't affected by the flood at all, my heart feels like dropping all the way to the floor &amp;nbsp;everytime I see pictures of dead bodies, houses destroyed and people with mud all over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be one of the saddest Christmas ever. But like all things, there's always a silver lining. Because of the flood, I saw a very strong sense of community among the people in my city. I witnessed how many people are willing to help each other to bring this city and it's citizens back on their feet again. I myself even attempted to do volunteer work. I was able to help pack goods and donate clothes in my school for a whole day but after that, to my embarassment, I did not come back anymore because I could not take all that back breaking work. I felt like I was aboutt to pass out when I got home that day but even then, I'm still glad I was able to do my share of helping my fellow Kagay-anons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, this concludes my obligatory post about the calamity that has hit my city. I'm asking for anybody who is reading this to pray for the people who have been greatly affected. This too shall pass. God bless you all. Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7285505074108169241?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7285505074108169241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/typhoon-sendong-ruined-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7285505074108169241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7285505074108169241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/typhoon-sendong-ruined-christmas.html' title='Typhoon Sendong Ruined Christmas'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-9023249309784781714</id><published>2011-12-15T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:01:42.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukay-ukay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikinis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bikini Steal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was walking around the mall waiting for CJ to come. What I usually like to do when I'm waiting for somebody in the mall or I just happen to be there by myself is browse through different things. For one, I went to the mall one time where I was just trying on clothes. I swear that saleslady must've remembered me by then because I kept going back and forth from the clothes rack to the fitting room. I don't know but as a girl, I think it's a good therapy to pretend you are shopping. Well shopping is a greatt herapy too but on crisis ridden times, you just can't afford to splurge even if you have the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thrifty that I am, I don't buy things I like right away. I give it a lot of thought. If I know I can just buy it at the market or at the ukay-ukay, I won't buy it. But if I really, really love it and know that it's not available anywhere else, then I will buy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just like this one bikini I bought while I was on my usual browsing mode. I love bikinis very much and the pink coral color especially caught my eye. I took a look at the price which is one of the first things I look at when I see an item that I like. I later learn that it's only for Php 199. I check the brand and it's from somewhere in Europe. I look around me and see nobody fawning over the bikini. How could a pretty bikini like this possibly not be sold? They must've thought it was some lame drag queen swimsuit but I beg to differ. I decided to buy it since it was really cheap and somebody else might get it before me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I went home I went online and typed the name of the swimwear brand. I found the official picture of the bikini and was surprised to learn that this baby costs $33. That's over a Php 1000. It really is a steal. Well, I still can't get over the fact that I was able to get a pretty steal like this bikini. One man's trash is indeed another man's treasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKXEroUZWS4/Turs0s7iCcI/AAAAAAAABag/GJHCkGaP0SU/s1600/coral+monokini.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKXEroUZWS4/Turs0s7iCcI/AAAAAAAABag/GJHCkGaP0SU/s1600/coral+monokini.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-9023249309784781714?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/9023249309784781714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/bikini-steal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/9023249309784781714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/9023249309784781714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/bikini-steal.html' title='Bikini Steal!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKXEroUZWS4/Turs0s7iCcI/AAAAAAAABag/GJHCkGaP0SU/s72-c/coral+monokini.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6535870604946041267</id><published>2011-12-14T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T04:52:47.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><title type='text'>November is Errbody's Birfday!</title><content type='html'>Wooooh! November is a month where almost everybody I know was given birth on. It was also my friend Katrina and Meliza's birthday this month but I can't find any decent pictures of the events so I won't be posting any entry of it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, it may not be necessary to blog about every festivity I go to but who cares! My blog, my rules! I feel the need to bask in glory as I share to you the inner most private events in my life with teh coolest peoples in teh worlds:&amp;nbsp;Here goes fuckers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Girl turns into a lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister just turned 18 recently. She&amp;nbsp;celebrated her birthday for two days. First on her official birth date and the second on a Sunday so that all family and friends could come. It was so nice because on the morning of her birthday, I was awakened by the sound of a group of stinky college kids looking singing some cheesy Tagalog song. That was a pretty touching thing to do on her friends' part considering that we live an hour away from the city. They must've woken up really early just to go to our house and sing for her. Well obviously they did, some of them were just wiping their eye boogers off while singing. They then had breakfast which my mom prepared. My sister treated three group of friends that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Sunday was the special event. There were more people this time, relatives, her friends from school, and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWqi7w4G2k4/TtpJ6hU4GQI/AAAAAAAABUw/8M4otEKPTdk/s1600/100_5547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWqi7w4G2k4/TtpJ6hU4GQI/AAAAAAAABUw/8M4otEKPTdk/s640/100_5547.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5q7pM7qGm4/TtpKxTDrtiI/AAAAAAAABVw/iQ5J0NIGMMc/s1600/100_5559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5q7pM7qGm4/TtpKxTDrtiI/AAAAAAAABVw/iQ5J0NIGMMc/s640/100_5559.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of the major gifts she got aside from lots and lots of love was a puppy. She named her Pukay. I don't exactly know what breed she is but my Aunt's have lots of these types of dogs and she specially picked out one just for my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMkP7ihjjgg/TtpJ_C3itoI/AAAAAAAABU4/vsFv6Gg43gY/s1600/100_5582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMkP7ihjjgg/TtpJ_C3itoI/AAAAAAAABU4/vsFv6Gg43gY/s640/100_5582.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cj and I are being silly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6M01vUva8c/TtpKEdMGuaI/AAAAAAAABVA/_4RTl6IkF8c/s1600/100_5592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6M01vUva8c/TtpKEdMGuaI/AAAAAAAABVA/_4RTl6IkF8c/s640/100_5592.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kitteh under the Christmas tree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCDy4GZILYE/TtpKJtQj8mI/AAAAAAAABVI/g5WRJ3Dwz0g/s1600/100_5609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCDy4GZILYE/TtpKJtQj8mI/AAAAAAAABVI/g5WRJ3Dwz0g/s640/100_5609.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q04oybleWKk/TtpKOQh6T0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/BhDACLJUJ5Y/s1600/100_5619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q04oybleWKk/TtpKOQh6T0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/BhDACLJUJ5Y/s640/100_5619.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqceWYe3l_0/TtpKTp9c34I/AAAAAAAABVY/48AoeO18Bqc/s1600/100_5639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqceWYe3l_0/TtpKTp9c34I/AAAAAAAABVY/48AoeO18Bqc/s640/100_5639.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QT4up_OUMcs/TtpKY_ZsjcI/AAAAAAAABVg/nmxaCsEmKb8/s1600/100_5647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QT4up_OUMcs/TtpKY_ZsjcI/AAAAAAAABVg/nmxaCsEmKb8/s640/100_5647.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69ZRnc6GDog/TtpKdkY_n5I/AAAAAAAABVo/IfQNgFtydGY/s1600/100_5659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69ZRnc6GDog/TtpKdkY_n5I/AAAAAAAABVo/IfQNgFtydGY/s640/100_5659.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty long day but well worth it for any girl's 18th birthday spent with loved ones. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The Booze That Would Never Run Out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cj's birthday was spent at their place in PN Roa. It was last minute since that's how he exactly wanted his birthday to be, unexpected. Bought lot's of booze that we weren't even able to finish by dawn. We also had to buy his food last minute. Went to SM and rushed to buy a lots of junkfood, pizza and good ol fried chikkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few good people came to celebrate his birthday. Good music, good food and good booze not to mention good company. I enjoyed the mixed drinks with the sweet syrup. It definitely made drinking alcohol a better experience. We also did a little bit of ghost hunting for Halloween's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0rl1CwhbzA/TtpRuMW48TI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZVhrSjxc9bc/s1600/DSC05740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0rl1CwhbzA/TtpRuMW48TI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZVhrSjxc9bc/s640/DSC05740.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3pOA8M0BAs/TtpRzu1hOnI/AAAAAAAABWA/P7kdYwdfTc8/s1600/DSC05746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3pOA8M0BAs/TtpRzu1hOnI/AAAAAAAABWA/P7kdYwdfTc8/s640/DSC05746.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al2_mmWvJcc/TtpR5frEJJI/AAAAAAAABWI/zCdKH1gZXuc/s1600/DSC05755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-al2_mmWvJcc/TtpR5frEJJI/AAAAAAAABWI/zCdKH1gZXuc/s640/DSC05755.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86_ZIpsrbtE/TtpR8R4ujpI/AAAAAAAABWQ/syTv4LJdbp0/s1600/DSC05773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86_ZIpsrbtE/TtpR8R4ujpI/AAAAAAAABWQ/syTv4LJdbp0/s640/DSC05773.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrnVYODGBec/TtpSDXgQOAI/AAAAAAAABWg/wZ5mqTgC8_Q/s1600/DSC05799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrnVYODGBec/TtpSDXgQOAI/AAAAAAAABWg/wZ5mqTgC8_Q/s640/DSC05799.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nd8al-lyWJo/TtpSHm1ZvxI/AAAAAAAABWo/LeZ6TV5wLxg/s1600/DSC05802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nd8al-lyWJo/TtpSHm1ZvxI/AAAAAAAABWo/LeZ6TV5wLxg/s640/DSC05802.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUPBhyRGvkg/TtpSOWteXWI/AAAAAAAABW4/W_3Wd7Tfm_k/s1600/DSC05808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUPBhyRGvkg/TtpSOWteXWI/AAAAAAAABW4/W_3Wd7Tfm_k/s640/DSC05808.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PboPhG_e6Uo/TtpSSPju7QI/AAAAAAAABXA/KuRvQXeCRIU/s1600/DSC05817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PboPhG_e6Uo/TtpSSPju7QI/AAAAAAAABXA/KuRvQXeCRIU/s640/DSC05817.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRNDlCQC718/TtpSWHHtgtI/AAAAAAAABXI/cKsLcCqhh9s/s1600/DSC05875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRNDlCQC718/TtpSWHHtgtI/AAAAAAAABXI/cKsLcCqhh9s/s640/DSC05875.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to play around the camera's night mode the day after. Heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;3. Awesome teh cake iz!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next week was then our good friend Edu's Birfday. The highlights of the event was pretty much teh caaaaake, the beer pong and the ghost stories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDqMhhXK0AQ/TuQCrQGYbhI/AAAAAAAABYg/OqfuGQaHEUE/s1600/391728_2469381727599_1044013544_32295462_2145450320_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDqMhhXK0AQ/TuQCrQGYbhI/AAAAAAAABYg/OqfuGQaHEUE/s640/391728_2469381727599_1044013544_32295462_2145450320_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cake was pretty much Mad Men inspired since Edu's a really big fan of the series. Cigarettes, ash tray, and a broken martini glass. It was pretty cool having to eat a cigar literally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYwc3nZ9YqI/TuP8iu845CI/AAAAAAAABXw/AdSjAM4cPds/s1600/374666_2469381407591_1044013544_32295461_2135684227_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYwc3nZ9YqI/TuP8iu845CI/AAAAAAAABXw/AdSjAM4cPds/s640/374666_2469381407591_1044013544_32295461_2135684227_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mT7TY1EkEVA/TuP8kIeeOKI/AAAAAAAABX4/4QnJ5OUpYRc/s1600/380308_2469383567645_1044013544_32295465_732205113_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mT7TY1EkEVA/TuP8kIeeOKI/AAAAAAAABX4/4QnJ5OUpYRc/s640/380308_2469383567645_1044013544_32295465_732205113_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UApePVMRqs8/TuQCzQSvivI/AAAAAAAABYo/YAqlvLny3mY/s1600/314674_10150493753425833_539015832_11166655_688185984_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UApePVMRqs8/TuQCzQSvivI/AAAAAAAABYo/YAqlvLny3mY/s640/314674_10150493753425833_539015832_11166655_688185984_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_LwDWbgI9VY/TuP8lh1nCsI/AAAAAAAABYA/IO1w7HK3KsU/s1600/387341_2469384247662_1044013544_32295466_1174320913_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_LwDWbgI9VY/TuP8lh1nCsI/AAAAAAAABYA/IO1w7HK3KsU/s640/387341_2469384247662_1044013544_32295466_1174320913_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjZINdatKsQ/TuP8nHwzbVI/AAAAAAAABYI/O1pW_rOsPZE/s1600/391174_10150493754290833_539015832_11166659_1816542761_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjZINdatKsQ/TuP8nHwzbVI/AAAAAAAABYI/O1pW_rOsPZE/s640/391174_10150493754290833_539015832_11166659_1816542761_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2knZx2uNAg/TuP8gbB0cII/AAAAAAAABXg/__4COfPWuB8/s1600/310798_10150493754585833_539015832_11166661_627303428_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2knZx2uNAg/TuP8gbB0cII/AAAAAAAABXg/__4COfPWuB8/s640/310798_10150493754585833_539015832_11166661_627303428_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Played beer pong. Well, our version of it at least. Some of the cups were filled with beer while a few ones had vodka in it. Strong ass vodka. Unfortunately, all of my pingpong balls somehow landed at the cups that had vodka in it. Is teh lawd playing with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;4. You're A Firework&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's myyyyy tuuuuurn! I just turned 21. Heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For my first salary, I told my parents I'd be paying for my birthday expenses. I invited a few good friends to come over to celebrate it with me over good food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkn8k8o_jq8/TuiZha-URNI/AAAAAAAABYw/yB1LnssfEl8/s1600/374339_322059137804195_100000003355147_1348093_441183395_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkn8k8o_jq8/TuiZha-URNI/AAAAAAAABYw/yB1LnssfEl8/s640/374339_322059137804195_100000003355147_1348093_441183395_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ZTTkTCenQ/TuiZim6LvvI/AAAAAAAABY0/8udt3KUwJQQ/s1600/374713_322060057804103_100000003355147_1348112_1664144889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7ZTTkTCenQ/TuiZim6LvvI/AAAAAAAABY0/8udt3KUwJQQ/s640/374713_322060057804103_100000003355147_1348112_1664144889_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOfueplrpfA/TuiZvE-p9oI/AAAAAAAABZ8/WO71PrRvpzg/s1600/390021_322058374470938_100000003355147_1348071_1639813401_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOfueplrpfA/TuiZvE-p9oI/AAAAAAAABZ8/WO71PrRvpzg/s640/390021_322058374470938_100000003355147_1348071_1639813401_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My awesome dad cooked all of this awesome food. I'm blessed to have a dad who can whip up an awesome meal, in this case meals, in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-np06PZigXf8/TuiZwuS6BnI/AAAAAAAABaI/mcKRtPEJ2cc/s1600/392238_322058424470933_100000003355147_1348072_1210898915_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-np06PZigXf8/TuiZwuS6BnI/AAAAAAAABaI/mcKRtPEJ2cc/s640/392238_322058424470933_100000003355147_1348072_1210898915_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Birthday cakes special thanks to CJ's mom. I don't know why I deserved to have these two awesome cakes but okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LirbJX9n2Y0/TuiZx_N-8hI/AAAAAAAABaM/aibos36Tuvc/s1600/393357_322061764470599_100000003355147_1348140_555785804_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LirbJX9n2Y0/TuiZx_N-8hI/AAAAAAAABaM/aibos36Tuvc/s640/393357_322061764470599_100000003355147_1348140_555785804_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm too lazy to explain each and every photo but overall, this night was awesome. I was able to celebrate with special people in my life. I got to enjoy the beautiful fireworks for the last celebration of Xavier days and I got to drink a few beers. I then&amp;nbsp;ate some street food on the side&amp;nbsp;went home by myself and . It was a simple night but it was exactly just the way I wanted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know this is a late post and you're probably ranting about why I posted this on a December night but meh.. who cares! I've been really busy living my blessed life this past few days. Can't ask for anything better than what I have right now. Have a Merry Christmas fuckers! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-6535870604946041267?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6535870604946041267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/november-is-errbodys-birfday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6535870604946041267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6535870604946041267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/12/november-is-errbodys-birfday.html' title='November is Errbody&apos;s Birfday!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWqi7w4G2k4/TtpJ6hU4GQI/AAAAAAAABUw/8M4otEKPTdk/s72-c/100_5547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7792018475690845800</id><published>2011-11-28T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T03:12:54.976-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4DvekKAdgU/TtNroQeb2tI/AAAAAAAABUg/goj_6e_FH5w/s1600/Twilight-Breaking-Dawn-Part-1-Movie-Poster11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4DvekKAdgU/TtNroQeb2tI/AAAAAAAABUg/goj_6e_FH5w/s640/Twilight-Breaking-Dawn-Part-1-Movie-Poster11.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I just watched Breaking Dawn yesterday aaaaand I didn't expect that I would like the movie.Just like and nothing more. &amp;nbsp;Okay fine, I loved it! But not that much really. Heehee. I was expecting for the worse but I guess I jinxed it and ended up liking the movie.&amp;nbsp;I don't want to agree with what the majority of the haters are saying about the movie. It's actually not THAT bad. So anyways, I know you've all been waiting for my majestic remarks. Here I go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kristen Stewart is really hot. Okay, I'll give her that. People say she's a bad actress with her monotone acting, expressionless face and epileptic tendencies but it's undeniable that the girl is hot. She can not give a fuck whatsoever about how she looks and she still looks hot. Loved her in the wedding dress. Loved her in Rio. Loved her in bikini. And loved her in sexy lingerie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edward Cullen looked hot in the very irst part but he starts to look unattrractive as the movie progresses. Maybe it's the hair. Hmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loved Alice's pixie haircut in the movie. It just goes to show how hot Ashley Greene is. She can do anything with her hair, hell she can even shave it bald if she wants and still manage to look attractive after. As for Kelan Lutz, I don't know what went through the producers heads to make him dye his hair brunette. He looks so weird and different.. but then I'd still tap it. Huzzah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loved the fact that Maggie Grace was in the movie. I don't know much about her but I liked her from the movie "Taken".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB7MQVo5M2E/TtNjvpNrD5I/AAAAAAAABUY/uro00xFnSWc/s1600/Maggie-Grace-Irina-Photoshoot-breaking-dawn-16297522-300-400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB7MQVo5M2E/TtNjvpNrD5I/AAAAAAAABUY/uro00xFnSWc/s400/Maggie-Grace-Irina-Photoshoot-breaking-dawn-16297522-300-400.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loved everything about the wedding. I loved Bella's dress. The Cullen family's attires. The wedding theme. Everythayng! I love the fact that they played American Mouth's "Flightless Bird" in the movie again during the wedding's kissing scene. You can hate me now for loving everything about Breakng Dawn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_lvbjpmsLJ01r7op1xo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_lvbjpmsLJ01r7op1xo1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWbdqOgl4hY/TtNDNMCZPGI/AAAAAAAABTw/HF0iL8EUVA8/s1600/tumblr_lvcbfiEGxy1qb11sjo1_250.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWbdqOgl4hY/TtNDNMCZPGI/AAAAAAAABTw/HF0iL8EUVA8/s400/tumblr_lvcbfiEGxy1qb11sjo1_250.png" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8ZEGYvzr_k/TtNDNgM8S1I/AAAAAAAABT0/3XzaoQBk_sg/s1600/tumblr_lvcbfiEGxy1qb11sjo2_250.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8ZEGYvzr_k/TtNDNgM8S1I/AAAAAAAABT0/3XzaoQBk_sg/s400/tumblr_lvcbfiEGxy1qb11sjo2_250.png" width="252" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GazS0BOjbec/TtNEuN6O2VI/AAAAAAAABUI/NE6XPjJS_JU/s1600/Breaking-Dawn-Wedding-450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GazS0BOjbec/TtNEuN6O2VI/AAAAAAAABUI/NE6XPjJS_JU/s640/Breaking-Dawn-Wedding-450.jpg" width="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkJ5O4AefFA/TtNjdinTs4I/AAAAAAAABUQ/ByIiBZTlzKw/s1600/tumblr_lv9uh5dvEH1qe51sbo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkJ5O4AefFA/TtNjdinTs4I/AAAAAAAABUQ/ByIiBZTlzKw/s640/tumblr_lv9uh5dvEH1qe51sbo1_1280.jpg" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the honeymoon destination. Everything they did together was so romantic. Sex on the beach. Literally. Going waterfall diving. Playing chess on the balcony. Having rough, wild sex. Just having the time of their lives as newly married couples. I love the fact that in these scenes, they're not as dark as most of the scenes in the past Twilight movies. You would actually think it's a typical romantic movie and that two people in love are just spending their time together having fun. But not for long though when Bella realizes she's preggers. Uh oh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bella Swan looks scary as fuck when she is skinny. For awhile, I thought Kristen Stewart had to lose a lot of weight for those scenes but then I realized it's actually just camera effects Still scary as fuck though. Who wants to be a skinny ass supermodel now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hmm what elsies? I don't have much to say about Jacob Black's abs anymore except that I have a huge thing for one of the wolves, Seth Clearwater. Oh hot diggitty damn! He is one fine, young man. I looked up his name and his screen name is actually Booboo Stewart. I wonder if he's in anyway related to Kristen Stewart. I also find his name quite odd. When you hear the name Booboo, you think of the cartoon bear. A hot Euroasian would be the last thing to come to mind with that name. But meh.. the boy is schorching so who cares if he's named after a cartoon midget bear?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of bears and wolves, I don't care much about Jacob although I don't get why Twilight haters are labeling him as a pedophile for falling in love with Bella's baby. It wasn't even implied in the movie. He just stared into the baby's eyes and saw how she was going to grow to become a hot ethereal looking teen. Did he molest the baby? Say provocative stuff or think of sexual stuff about the baby or the teenage vision even? No! So stop hating haters!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bella will be one hot vampayah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hmm.. I wonder how much I've said the word "loved" in this commentary already. Twilight has officially brainwashed me into liking their movies.&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't have thought in a million years that I would say this but I can't wait for the next Twilight movie. Dammit you damaged culture! Look what you've turned me into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7792018475690845800?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7792018475690845800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/breaking-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7792018475690845800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7792018475690845800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4DvekKAdgU/TtNroQeb2tI/AAAAAAAABUg/goj_6e_FH5w/s72-c/Twilight-Breaking-Dawn-Part-1-Movie-Poster11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-1598340895179394646</id><published>2011-11-25T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T03:12:01.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cameron diaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justine timberlake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason segel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Bad Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edsUO6lGg7I/TtNsSzi8mXI/AAAAAAAABUo/kcwgxXzhEIg/s1600/bad-teacher-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edsUO6lGg7I/TtNsSzi8mXI/AAAAAAAABUo/kcwgxXzhEIg/s640/bad-teacher-poster.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay I know I said I'll be writing about Breaking Dawn on my next post but then I'm tempted to write a commentary on the movies that I liked watching but just didn't have the time to rant about. Some of these movies may not be the latest but I assure you, they are worth talking about..&lt;br /&gt;For today, it shall be Bad teacher starring Cameron Diaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can I just say that I like all the characters in the movie? I like how every character is so memorable without overshadowing the main character which is Cameron Diaz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of Cameron Diaz, she's got pretty awesome pecs. How old is she? Like 40 right? I still can'tr get over how extremely fuckable she is. Her body is one of my dream bodies but then that would be if I didn't get to have Bar Rafaeli's. But still, Cameron Diaz? She spells SEX all over her with that tight pencil skirt, nerdy glasses, red lipstick and killer stiletto heels. And not to mention, she rocked those Daisy dukes on the car wash scene.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiWCpfvh4rI/TtBI_3jiE2I/AAAAAAAABQE/x3K_MNC041A/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiWCpfvh4rI/TtBI_3jiE2I/AAAAAAAABQE/x3K_MNC041A/s400/5.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzb2o5lA50w/TtBJBtxcKsI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ajFoS5_ZdQ0/s1600/cameron-diaz-bad-teacher-maxim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzb2o5lA50w/TtBJBtxcKsI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ajFoS5_ZdQ0/s400/cameron-diaz-bad-teacher-maxim.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-l7cn1Kl1M/TtBJAq2CZqI/AAAAAAAABQI/_RrxwnRamu4/s1600/cameron-diaz-bad-teacher-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-l7cn1Kl1M/TtBJAq2CZqI/AAAAAAAABQI/_RrxwnRamu4/s400/cameron-diaz-bad-teacher-01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's funny how Cameron Diaz' character, Elizabeth, is literally a bad teacher. She does everything that stands against teachers' morals and ethics. For one, she lets her students watch TV presentations so she can get some sleep time from being hungover the other night. She used the fundraiser money for her own benefit. She hustles money from the parents promising to give their kids the grade they desire. She does drugs and once in the school gym with Jason Segel's character, Russell. She had sex.. well, dry humped another teacher, Scott (Justin) during a school trip. She offended an education superior by getting him drunk so she can steal the test answers. And she even blackmailed him. I don't see how this can be a good movie to watch for teachers who are looking for enlightenment on how to become a better educator. Not only is she a bad teacher but she's also a bad person, wanting to  use other people as means to get what she wants. She succeeds in the end anyway despite her questionable motives. But then, this movie still has some of the funniest shit I haven't seen in a long time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_lv2dvqDzH41qm0tyuo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_lv2dvqDzH41qm0tyuo1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luzhphyyvi1r5gr0ho1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luzhphyyvi1r5gr0ho1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luv7h8I1rT1qdetrn-1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luv7h8I1rT1qdetrn-1.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luqi4kl6R51r2yxrvo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luqi4kl6R51r2yxrvo1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luvyhfCc7m1qhvx0uo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luvyhfCc7m1qhvx0uo1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVC4CFvc9g/TtBT9F7KuUI/AAAAAAAABSM/_YQ0rltmSkA/s1600/tumblr_luqi4kl6R51r2yxrvo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That poetic little loser boy Garret Tiara was totally cute. The boy is adorbs man.&amp;nbsp; He reminded me of my old lame self when I would write stupid love poems about my crushes in high school. Especially when he read that lame XOXO poem. Oh dear lawd. And how I ended up getting rejected by my crush after professing my love for them in public. Oh young times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Amy Squirrel played by Lucy Punch. Hmm, she's done quite a great job with her character. She'll really make you want to scratch her eyes out and Punch the lights outta her for being such a over achieving, scheming, snoopy co-teacher. Heeheeheehee get it? Punch? Cuz her last name's Punch? Heeheehee okay. Whatever. Despite being the one on the morally right side, she's so annoying that it makes you want to root for Elizabeth instead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nF9Pyday9lQ/TtBQBW5r47I/AAAAAAAABRY/GtD1n7XFaWM/s1600/tumblr_luw2bnyTde1qahdss.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HMauqGMpaFM/TtBUJehDWCI/AAAAAAAABSs/2FTTKhAneNI/s1600/tumblr_luw2bnyTde1qahdss+%25281%2529.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luw2bnyTde1qahdss1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luw2bnyTde1qahdss1.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I also like Cameron's partner (sometimes), Lynn. Such a sweet old fat lady. Makes you go "aww" every time she mumbles. Reminds me of all the dorky sidekick friends back then.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luzhphyyvi1r5gr0ho2_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc417/edenloibsalilig/tumblr_luzhphyyvi1r5gr0ho2_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hmm.. Most of what I've had to say this time is about the characters. They did a great job with the cast. I'm not good with analyzing movies so that is all that I will say. Good bye everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-1598340895179394646?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1598340895179394646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1598340895179394646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1598340895179394646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-teacher.html' title='Bad Teacher'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edsUO6lGg7I/TtNsSzi8mXI/AAAAAAAABUo/kcwgxXzhEIg/s72-c/bad-teacher-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7786239350742076628</id><published>2011-11-25T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T19:23:54.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olivia wilde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daniel craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Cowboys and Aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kgyvhVBo9m4/Ts-pgXVvLKI/AAAAAAAABP8/LmQ7d5JzTMA/s1600/cowboys-and-aliens-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kgyvhVBo9m4/Ts-pgXVvLKI/AAAAAAAABP8/LmQ7d5JzTMA/s1600/cowboys-and-aliens-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's been awhile since I made a commentary about a movie. I've been watching a lot of movies with CJ but I feel like some of them are not really worth my time to write about. I've also been very busy lately. I don't have enough motivation to write a new blog post because I'm in front of the computer the whole day. Anyways, enough about my life.. let's talk about the movie Cowboys and Aliens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The whole time I've heard about the movie, I have always thought the the title was Cowboys versus Aliens. To my surprise, it's actually Cowboys and Aliens. My version sounded better though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel Craig's ass looks good in the movie and the poster. Just look at those yummy bunbuns! He may be in his 40's but hell yes I'd tap dat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18ZrBMr72Hk/TtBbtkFkc8I/AAAAAAAABTo/FkyR4QYrJME/s1600/butt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18ZrBMr72Hk/TtBbtkFkc8I/AAAAAAAABTo/FkyR4QYrJME/s400/butt.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is Daniel Craig and Harrison Ford so bad-assssssssss. They never die the whole time they were being attacked by the aliens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olivia Wilde is hot. I just don't get how she can randomly tell that it's Daniel Craig who holds the ultimate weapon to kill the aliens. Aaaaaand how the hell does she manage to look hot in that granny dress? And that loose cowboy outfit? Dammit Olivia! Y u have so much sex appeal?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWACZbVaSQQ/TtBZ795YN-I/AAAAAAAABTI/1FKDlPlYGJo/s1600/Cowboys_and_Aliens_Olivia-Wilde-2011-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWACZbVaSQQ/TtBZ795YN-I/AAAAAAAABTI/1FKDlPlYGJo/s400/Cowboys_and_Aliens_Olivia-Wilde-2011-1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cq01BZhWh6o/TtBaf7PKdnI/AAAAAAAABTg/RAXRLOlrNi8/s1600/olivia-wilde-cowboys-aliens-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cq01BZhWh6o/TtBaf7PKdnI/AAAAAAAABTg/RAXRLOlrNi8/s400/olivia-wilde-cowboys-aliens-3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdM9Kxj7Qv4/TtBZ9-CzoNI/AAAAAAAABTQ/u8Qs7N4dLUQ/s1600/olivia-wilde-as-the-token-female-in-cowboys-and-aliens_611x365.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdM9Kxj7Qv4/TtBZ9-CzoNI/AAAAAAAABTQ/u8Qs7N4dLUQ/s400/olivia-wilde-as-the-token-female-in-cowboys-and-aliens_611x365.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like the idea of cowboys and aliens trying to kill each other&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate that fat-cheeked Indian kid. I don't see his significance in the movie except that Harrison Ford's character gave him a knife. I don't see how it's so special he was able to kill an alien with his knife. It was sheer luck. If it wasn't for that Indian guy who shot the alien, who would've died anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGEosxO22nE/TtBafUc0zoI/AAAAAAAABTY/EG89evI-A_4/s1600/cowboys-and-aliens-movie-photo-28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGEosxO22nE/TtBafUc0zoI/AAAAAAAABTY/EG89evI-A_4/s400/cowboys-and-aliens-movie-photo-28.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That part of the alien where it opens up and hands come out reminds me of some private part which I'm not going to mention here because this is a PG rated blog. LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't get why the aliens hide out looks very obvious among the rocks. I mean, aren't they supposed to be stealthy or something? What if the government finds their hide out via sattelite? But then, that might not be possible since the setting is probably way, way back then. And it's in the West&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why did they not name it Cowboys, Indians and Aliens? Didn't the Indians contribute almost half of the victory of the humans against the aliens?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the movie but then almost all I had to say here are rants. I don't know why but that's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next movie is Breaking Down. I can't wait to write dozens of bad things about the movie. Because that's what I'm good at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7786239350742076628?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7786239350742076628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/cowboys-and-aliens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7786239350742076628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7786239350742076628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/cowboys-and-aliens.html' title='Cowboys and Aliens'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kgyvhVBo9m4/Ts-pgXVvLKI/AAAAAAAABP8/LmQ7d5JzTMA/s72-c/cowboys-and-aliens-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6411898145887985744</id><published>2011-11-19T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:32:32.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web content writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer'/><title type='text'>Let's talk about freelancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hi! As you may have noticed, I've been really busy lately. I update my blogspot rarely because I sometimes feel drained out of words with my job. But despite that, I want to still keep this blog running with updates about my life and other random things. I'll start making it a habit to blog during Sundays just so I can make constant updates here abit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So speaking of jobs, I'm working as a freelance writer/web content writer or whatever you call it now. I started a few months ago with the help of a friend, Jill. She helped me start out in this gig and now we're basically like partners helping each other out in this career. She's been here longer than me so she knows more stuff than I do. She is like my mentor teaching me the ways and works of the freelancing world. If it weren't for her then I wouldn't have known about the awesome world of working online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Basically, I work at home 8 hours a day, 40 hours a week and sometimes a few hours on the weekend. I write articles for a publishing company and the other for Jill. Some people might think that this isn't considered a real job but I beg to differ. It actually is, in fact, it might be even more challenging than your regular day job. Can you imagine making 50 articles in a day? Yes, that's part of my job. Now imagine making those 50 articles on random topics that you might like or not like. That's part of the job too. So when friends and other people ask me, "What's your job?", I don't embarassingly say "I only work online". Instead, I say "I'm a freelance writer". There's just a certain feel to it everytime I say those two words. I feel special, dignified, and most of all, independent. People may think it's the job for the lazy but it's actually the complete opposite. You have to wrack your brains out just so you can write something. Aside from doing research, you also have to make sure your writing is good with no grammatical errors. So for those who think this is a job for bums, think again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I earn more than most people here in my place would earn in their day jobs. And that's only for my first few months, how much more in the future when I'm more competitive in this business already. And not to mention, I don't have to spend on those extra expenses that most day jobs would require. Expenses such as fare, &lt;i&gt;baon&lt;/i&gt;, and once inawhile, something on the side you might wanna buy. With my job, I don't have to pay for those things. I get to eat delicious &lt;i&gt;lutong bahay&lt;/i&gt; and I get to spend more time with my family. It might sound lonely to some. They might even justify saying that they would rather be part of an office rather than be alone working in the house. That part of the job is not omitted either. I actually prefer working alone. Not that I know what it feels like to work around other people because I haven't yet but for now, this is the preferrable way. And besides, I make it to a point to always go out whenever I can and catch up with friends. Socialize. It's all about time management really. If you happen to know how to then it might just turn out to be like those regular jobs too. Although I personally think mine's better since I get the freedom of time with more income.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I also find my job easier because I love writing. I feel that I can perform well in this type of job. Even my boss has commended me for performing well. And did I mention that my bosses are super nice? They can be strict at times but they make it a point to not overwork me. It's not easy to find a job that has superiors like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Besides nice bosses, I can wake up at anytime of the day to start work although I do wake up early in the morning just so I can make it a routine. I make it a point to sleep early at night so I can wake up early the next day. I wake up at 6 am, log on to my work, go downstairs and prepare myself a hot cup of chocolate and some bread. I take a shower, put make up on and dress presentably like any normal employee and sit in front of my laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After I complete my 8 hour, I'm already free to do whatever I want. I can go out with friends, have dinner with my bestfriend or simply just sit back at home. It's heaven for me, really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know it's only been a short while, but I see myself working in this job for awhile. I've been doing a lot of reading and research on the internet about freelancing and other things to polish up my skills and make me more competitive in this business. I also feel that I'm getting better and better everyday because I am more challenged with the tasks I'm given. Imagine that, a job that I love and at the same time makes me grow. What else can I really ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So to any of you who are considering freelancing as a career, know your capabilities first before entering. Not everybody can write and not everybody can be that comitted considering that most people don't take this job seriously. I know I do and I plan on staying for a very long time. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Till next time. Ciao! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-6411898145887985744?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6411898145887985744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-talk-about-freelancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6411898145887985744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6411898145887985744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-talk-about-freelancing.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about freelancing'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6166504795563538701</id><published>2011-11-11T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T05:42:27.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Wasappenin! It's already November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hi everyone! I've been quite busy lately. It's because I have a job now! Yay me! Anyways, just a little update on stuff, I've been doing nothing but work, work work. On the weekends, I do try to go out as much as possible to socialize with other people. I also alot time to bond with friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So this is the real world huh? It's pretty tough but I know I'll get through the transition phase pretty quickly if I have the right amount of determination in me. Heehee okay enough with the inspirational talk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's what I've been up to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLvqqiKCraU/Tr0g7xFzZXI/AAAAAAAABNw/nWowVOLPTyA/s1600/100_5789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLvqqiKCraU/Tr0g7xFzZXI/AAAAAAAABNw/nWowVOLPTyA/s640/100_5789.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A close friend of mine, Donna, just got married recently. It was quite nerve wracking seeing a long time friend get married at such a young age, but whatever! She's starting a family with her hubby already and what better way to make it official than to have a wedding. I gave her a cute dress as a gift. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rj8b7KjIWSk/Tr0g-Nc6glI/AAAAAAAABN4/c0K18PKhjAU/s1600/100_5803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rj8b7KjIWSk/Tr0g-Nc6glI/AAAAAAAABN4/c0K18PKhjAU/s640/100_5803.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;DVD marathons. Lots and lots of DVD marathons with CJ. And pizza! Aww hellz yeah. We just finished watching the latest Trueblood series and no words can contain how I feel for the show and it's cast. Maybe "jizz" will have to do for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Znq5cI9MBFs/Tr0hBHnjFTI/AAAAAAAABOA/qWLtFlJNxeo/s1600/100_5806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Znq5cI9MBFs/Tr0hBHnjFTI/AAAAAAAABOA/qWLtFlJNxeo/s640/100_5806.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eBK3Dwazr8I/Tr0iRpYsrkI/AAAAAAAABO4/5DDHzYvOTaQ/s1600/100_5813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eBK3Dwazr8I/Tr0iRpYsrkI/AAAAAAAABO4/5DDHzYvOTaQ/s640/100_5813.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;CJ found a new pet cat. He wanted to name it Marjoe because he was with a friend named Marjoe when he picked it up from a drinking place. He decided to name it Marjane instead because it's a female kitteh but then he went back to the name Marjoe except it has this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;female symbol sign. Pretty clever huh? I can't post the symbol here because it will mess with my text but you pretty much get the idea. Marjoe and then the female symbol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rd52FrpxIYs/Tr0hDtK79UI/AAAAAAAABOI/HMy6ID4Gdso/s1600/100_5812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Auf6RG5dqg4/Tr0hEfUxfsI/AAAAAAAABOQ/ACe3mF9fsVo/s1600/Snapshot_20111105_26.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Auf6RG5dqg4/Tr0hEfUxfsI/AAAAAAAABOQ/ACe3mF9fsVo/s320/Snapshot_20111105_26.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IDJo9J9wMQ/Tr0hFSR8NlI/AAAAAAAABOY/1Vg5YBpfUZA/s1600/Snapshot_20111105_44.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IDJo9J9wMQ/Tr0hFSR8NlI/AAAAAAAABOY/1Vg5YBpfUZA/s320/Snapshot_20111105_44.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTPUqRFx2Og/Tr0hHdQi2TI/AAAAAAAABOg/rlft0BMmph8/s1600/Snapshot_20111107_9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTPUqRFx2Og/Tr0hHdQi2TI/AAAAAAAABOg/rlft0BMmph8/s320/Snapshot_20111107_9.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVyMJ-p8Qe8/Tr0hIGknniI/AAAAAAAABOo/U006K3NcjTY/s1600/Snapshot_20111107_16.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVyMJ-p8Qe8/Tr0hIGknniI/AAAAAAAABOo/U006K3NcjTY/s320/Snapshot_20111107_16.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v12L_2OGNSg/Tr0hI3JBCmI/AAAAAAAABOw/CJ7jE4IlVKw/s1600/Snapshot_20111107_19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v12L_2OGNSg/Tr0hI3JBCmI/AAAAAAAABOw/CJ7jE4IlVKw/s320/Snapshot_20111107_19.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And lot's of camwhoring! My job basically requires me to sit on my ass all day so as an ice breaker, I take pictures of myself doing silly stuff. Heeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Time flies pretty fast. One moment I'm still in school the next thing I know friends are getting married and having kids already. And I'm working now! Aaaaaand I'm turning 21 this November. I'm spending for my first birthday using my first payday monies. I'm not doing it because my parents keep making me feel guilty. They say I'll have badl luck if I don't &lt;i&gt;libre &lt;/i&gt;them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But I do want to spend my first payday as a way of thanking for the blessings I've recieved for the past month. With special thanks to my friend and boss Jill. I don't have a picture with her but I will soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that I'm in a whole new phase of my life where I'm transitioning from student to professional, I'm hoping to end this year with a bang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Speaking of, I said a bang! Bang bangity bang! I said a bang bang bangity bang! BANG BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;byebyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-6166504795563538701?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6166504795563538701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/wasappenin-its-already-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6166504795563538701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6166504795563538701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/wasappenin-its-already-november.html' title='Wasappenin! It&apos;s already November'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLvqqiKCraU/Tr0g7xFzZXI/AAAAAAAABNw/nWowVOLPTyA/s72-c/100_5789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6707016894759682898</id><published>2011-11-04T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:00:29.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board'/><title type='text'>New Apartment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqx-5Xpk_vE/Tq9zC04dx7I/AAAAAAAABGE/wXaovorCy24/s1600/100_5696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqx-5Xpk_vE/Tq9zC04dx7I/AAAAAAAABGE/wXaovorCy24/s640/100_5696.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWZY986nXk0/Tq9zMlmLXyI/AAAAAAAABGc/Pu1sf-uAKyU/s1600/100_5699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWZY986nXk0/Tq9zMlmLXyI/AAAAAAAABGc/Pu1sf-uAKyU/s640/100_5699.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_2yqigDP1o/Tq9zPlN3xKI/AAAAAAAABGk/szut2AVrjoE/s1600/100_5700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_2yqigDP1o/Tq9zPlN3xKI/AAAAAAAABGk/szut2AVrjoE/s640/100_5700.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woPh9aqOhjs/Tq9zXv9r6RI/AAAAAAAABG4/64EUFA39VYY/s1600/100_5702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woPh9aqOhjs/Tq9zXv9r6RI/AAAAAAAABG4/64EUFA39VYY/s640/100_5702.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's official. The first house for the apartment space is done. This was finished a few weeks ago and the other one is already on the process of finishing the first floor. This used to be my Grandma and my Aunt's place. It's beside our house but then since they don't live here anymore, it was a storage space for awhile. My mom then decided to make it into a boarding house/apartment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know how I'm gonna feel about the new tenants that are going to live here. One thing I do know is that more Wifi Shaaaarrring. HNGNNOOOOOOOOOO!!! That's what I'm more worried about but anyhow, I'll figure out a way. Hnnggg. *plotting something evil* &amp;gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;About 3-4 people can live here. It has three beds, one cabinet, a sink, a cupboard, and a CR. So calling all interested tenants! You may contact me heeereeee! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-6707016894759682898?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6707016894759682898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-apartment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6707016894759682898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6707016894759682898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-apartment.html' title='New Apartment!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqx-5Xpk_vE/Tq9zC04dx7I/AAAAAAAABGE/wXaovorCy24/s72-c/100_5696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6949262909070485346</id><published>2011-11-02T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T07:01:21.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arguments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><title type='text'>Eat Outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We've been eating some fancy grill food lately at Gerry's thanks to CJ's confident stupidity. Teehee (Sorry kittay). You see, we make these bets on little facts from the movies that we watch such as an actor's name or what movie he's appeared on. When I do know that I am right on something, I bet on as much as Php200 because I know that I'll win. We race to his computer and go to Google search to see who's right. And well, I have been right twice and he's owed me Php400 worth of dinner already. So yes, it is nice to be the smarter one sometimes. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKIpKw1_MGI/Tq9zaQWDTFI/AAAAAAAABHE/ppMsYb4BJl0/s1600/100_5708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKIpKw1_MGI/Tq9zaQWDTFI/AAAAAAAABHE/ppMsYb4BJl0/s640/100_5708.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o61dvOD0kYo/Tq9zpDvL39I/AAAAAAAABHk/wBWGsCP4dfo/s1600/100_5721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o61dvOD0kYo/Tq9zpDvL39I/AAAAAAAABHk/wBWGsCP4dfo/s640/100_5721.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ordered our respective favorites. Mine is chicken kebab and his inihaw na pusit. Yumm! They are the best I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbEHm6G_OAY/Tq9z0BJlQ9I/AAAAAAAABH8/o6c-37U4OG8/s1600/100_5728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbEHm6G_OAY/Tq9z0BJlQ9I/AAAAAAAABH8/o6c-37U4OG8/s640/100_5728.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We then went to Booksale afterwards to browse for new books. Lately, I've been hooked on magazines from Booksale. I would buy them left and right. Men's Magazines in particular. But I'll talk more about that later on my other posts. Anyhows, Booksale was packed with new arrivals that day. It was literally stuffed with new books. I couldn't resist taking pictures of the colorful rainbows the books made stacked together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nyx3DQzAAhI/Tq9z7pPRCFI/AAAAAAAABIM/ziiRpzeH0YY/s1600/100_5730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nyx3DQzAAhI/Tq9z7pPRCFI/AAAAAAAABIM/ziiRpzeH0YY/s640/100_5730.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Smelly poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zccs-fyIK2o/Tq90A0sV-OI/AAAAAAAABIU/BZSOjWcXdJ4/s1600/100_5731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zccs-fyIK2o/Tq90A0sV-OI/AAAAAAAABIU/BZSOjWcXdJ4/s640/100_5731.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My name is Cj and I can read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dn5i59kMtZY/Tq90bC9Qo-I/AAAAAAAABJc/iU_E0BDKKtA/s1600/100_5742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dn5i59kMtZY/Tq90bC9Qo-I/AAAAAAAABJc/iU_E0BDKKtA/s640/100_5742.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;*drool* I wish I worked at a bookstore so I can read all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z_JEuIfMxE/Tq90mXKY_vI/AAAAAAAABKE/LTeLNTwSU_Q/s1600/100_5744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z_JEuIfMxE/Tq90mXKY_vI/AAAAAAAABKE/LTeLNTwSU_Q/s640/100_5744.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlgbHlQY6J4/Tq90tFhpdmI/AAAAAAAABKc/-Hd3EBTNXNE/s1600/100_5747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlgbHlQY6J4/Tq90tFhpdmI/AAAAAAAABKc/-Hd3EBTNXNE/s640/100_5747.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JcTs9Bw3PGQ/Tq90yvADigI/AAAAAAAABK4/xLv_vA8zXCY/s1600/100_5748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JcTs9Bw3PGQ/Tq90yvADigI/AAAAAAAABK4/xLv_vA8zXCY/s640/100_5748.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I guess that will be all. Just the typical day out with Cj platypuss. We have more adventurous days than this but then it's either I'm too lazy to bring my camera or things are just too awesome to be taken a picture of. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll be updating ya'll soon of my lame-ass work life but not until I get me my gosh darned salary. Fuckity! Okay sorry for the profanity. Byes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-6949262909070485346?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6949262909070485346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/eat-outs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6949262909070485346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6949262909070485346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/eat-outs.html' title='Eat Outs'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKIpKw1_MGI/Tq9zaQWDTFI/AAAAAAAABHE/ppMsYb4BJl0/s72-c/100_5708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-1929131822125653365</id><published>2011-11-02T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T04:17:39.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><title type='text'>Scary ass shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Forgive me for the profanity and inappropriateness of the title. I just wanted to use that line. If I can't use it to my friends, I might as well use it on my posts. Teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, we went to the cemetery. In the morning, we went to the one near my house and cleaned up my Grandma's grave. This Grandma being my mom's mom. We just watered her grave, pull out the weeds and offer prayers to her. One of them being my mom praying to the Lord that He take away her suffering away by saving her from the "burning flames of hell". The assumption gets me shivers all the time since I don't really know what lies ahead of us who are still alive. I choose to ignore it since I'm far away from being dead, at least that's what I like to think. We then had some snacks after that and went back home to rest. Later that day, we would be visiting my other Grandma's grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As much as I love all the people that are in my bloodline, the only visit I found most significant that day was my Grandma's grave on my dad's side. My Grandma died of diabetes by the way which makes me a potential candidate for having diabetes myself. Tsktsk. Anyhoos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Every year, we always go to the cemetery to visit her. We eat there, chat, take pictures and then after, we pray for her. It was dark time when we started the prayer. The oldies couldn't see well in the dark anymore considering their old age so they asked me to read the prayers for my Lola. After that, each of the adults gave their prayers to her. We then went home after that to have a little gathering at my Granpa's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's always like this every year. We try to create a little tradition on All Souls Day, some of them still being practiced now while some have long been forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember, my Grandparent's favorite, my cousin Roxanne would all invite us to the living room and we would set up the VCR and the tape with the video of my Grandma's funeral in it. We would reminisce at how young we were back then looking stupid and silly in the video. I remember one particular shot where us little girls were asked to stand in front of my Grandma's coffin for video memories' sake. We just looked apathetic with not a single sign of awareness that a special loved one of ours just died. I even made a face, one that never fails to crack us up despite whatw as happening that day. One moment turned eternal by a video camera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tsk tsk, anyways, other traditions were not made by us but maybe by my Grandma herself. Eee. Spookee. When we have the gathering after the visit, it always happens that there's a quick brown out. The first time it happened, me and my cousins, seeking for thrill in the spooks, theorized that it must've been my Grandma's way of saying she was with us. And it's been happening every November 1 ever since. I thought this year would be different but the brown out incident still happened. One of the outlets had a short circuit which resulted in a mini explosion that caused one of the lights to turn off. I don't know if it just plain coincidence but I like to think otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another thing is that the adults would always leave food on my Gradma's grave. It's either spaghetti, &lt;i&gt;biko &lt;/i&gt;(which happens to be a Filipino delicacy), or cake. I think it's silly and I'm pretty sure the adults think so too. But maybe because they want to satisfy themselves with the idea that they are nourishing my Grandma even if she is in the afterlife already. What I do know is, scavengers are just going steal these foods after All Souls Day anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So yes, another year of visiting the dead letting them know they are not forgotten. I pray that their souls be in heaven now. Or whatever place that is that they're supposed to go to. Hopefully in peace.&lt;/span&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/8058854456755520318-1929131822125653365?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1929131822125653365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/scary-ass-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1929131822125653365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1929131822125653365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/11/scary-ass-shit.html' title='Scary ass shit'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3044523073330640579</id><published>2011-10-31T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:22:43.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Mickey and His Prey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So while I was going to the shower, I happen to see Mickey just laying still by the side but to my surprise, he had a dead bird with him. I checked to see if it was for real and it was indeed a real, dead bird. I don't know if I should feel remorse or proud for my cat but I guess this is what cats normally do. One time I even saw him with a rat that he caught and he was just holding the thing with his mouth. He didn't eat it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I looked it up online and found out that felines do this as a way of saying to their master that they can feed them. They will not eat their prey but they will deliver it to your door or they will just keep it with them. I feel quite flattered that my cat has this kind of attachment to me. But it's still sad he had to kill that poor little bird :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z8tknq4o9w/Tqk91Ey2KaI/AAAAAAAABFc/mbg4cZ8O_hg/s1600/100_5611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="566" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z8tknq4o9w/Tqk91Ey2KaI/AAAAAAAABFc/mbg4cZ8O_hg/s640/100_5611.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wb5FzUZhyTA/Tqk94NtIrEI/AAAAAAAABFk/sL5koxOcSXg/s1600/100_5616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wb5FzUZhyTA/Tqk94NtIrEI/AAAAAAAABFk/sL5koxOcSXg/s640/100_5616.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-skoGu-J62KA/Tqk97DYfHkI/AAAAAAAABFs/PSzg9CwngEQ/s1600/100_5619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCE4JNwLYRM/TqDLp5m7tFI/AAAAAAAABFU/PQn4OE8Z6Y8/s1600/cat+dragon+breathing+fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCE4JNwLYRM/TqDLp5m7tFI/AAAAAAAABFU/PQn4OE8Z6Y8/s400/cat+dragon+breathing+fire.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Credits to Eric Scales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If I were to have my own dream pet, I would call it the drapuppuss, pronounced separately as dra-pup-puss. These are syllables taken from the names of three animals then I combined the first syllables to form a whole different name. Dra from dragon given that my dream pet possesses gigantic wings that closely resembles a dragon. Pup from puppies since my dream pet should be loyal to me. And puss from pussy cat since I want my dream pet to look exactly like my favorite animal, a cat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;As much as I love my pet cat with all its furry cuteness and sweet meows, it’s inevitable that if I was asked what my dream pet was, my cat would not be my answer. Cats are solitary animals by nature and my cat isn’t exactly that friendly or caring as I want it to be. If there was one thing that my drapappuss should possess, it would be friendliness. Maybe it has something to do with the human need to be loved in return. A pet is something that we take the time to feed, groom and play with. With that, I want my drapappuss to have a mutual caring relationship with me. So how will it display that? One way would be if it is pleased, it would cuddle and rub it’s head on me, not because it’s rubbing its scent on me but simply because it cares. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Next quality that my drapappuss should have is the loyalty of a dog. Yes, dogs may be man’s best friend and they are known to be one of the most loyal pets out there but one thing I can’t stand about dogs is their sloppiness. When you get home, they jump on you and lick all parts of you they possibly can with their drooly tongue. I know it’s their way of showing love but licking is surely something that I could really live without with my dream pet. Like a loyal dog, my drapappuss should display loyalty to me through obedience of my orders and will stick with me no matter what circumstances. When I’m feeling down and depressed, I want my pet to be there for me to comfort me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for its abilities, my drapappuss simply has to know how to fly. Flying has always been my dream and with the help of my pet, that’s about to come true. I don’t have to commute my way to the city. I can just ride on my drapappuss to work or to school and loyal that it is, it picks me up at the end of the day. At night when I feel like stargazing, I can take it with me to fly to the skies and have a closer look at the stars. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Knowing its personal qualities and abilities, how about its appearance? My drapappuss would have to look like a cat since cuteness is very important to me. It’ll look like a cat except that it has wings attached to its back. Whenever I need a ride, it’ll then grow in size as big as a horse so I can ride on it when it flies. When it doesn’t need to use its wings, it’ll grow back into a normal sized cat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;So how do you take care of a drapappuss? The species of the drapappuss will originate from the Philippines so it’ll mainly feed on rice. Since it’s technically Filipino, it’s very fond of rice. It likes rice so much you can practically feed it with rice its whole life. Toilet training will not be challenging as the drapappuss is smart, it can easily learn where to defecate and urinate. Grooming a drapappuss has to be done at least 3 times a week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Since the drapappuss’ main hobby is to fly in the sky, where there’s lots of dust and pollution, it’s only important that its fur should be brushed regularly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it’s impossible, silly or farfetched to have a pet that’s as good as what I have imagined but a pet owner can dream and if I could have my own dream pet, it’ll definitely be a drapuppuss. It’s cute, friendly, loyal, and smart. It can fly too! What more could a pet owner ask for?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7388240131471489780?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7388240131471489780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-my-dream-pet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7388240131471489780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7388240131471489780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-my-dream-pet.html' title='What is my dream pet?'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCE4JNwLYRM/TqDLp5m7tFI/AAAAAAAABFU/PQn4OE8Z6Y8/s72-c/cat+dragon+breathing+fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-563342053447568527</id><published>2011-10-16T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T07:45:08.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natalie portman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black swan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critic'/><title type='text'>In The Name of Love, Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RY6w9jxB1Wc/Tprtbz9uSEI/AAAAAAAABFM/gliZn8mvbiw/s1600/In+the+Name+of+Love+Movie+Poster+%2528400+x+575%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RY6w9jxB1Wc/Tprtbz9uSEI/AAAAAAAABFM/gliZn8mvbiw/s640/In+the+Name+of+Love+Movie+Poster+%2528400+x+575%2529.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I make a review cause my opinions matter darn it! Ok just kidding. I just want to make a review whenever I like on any movie that I happen to have just watched recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've just seen the Filipino movie "In the Name of Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; on DVD. I know I'm a bit late but nonetheless, I have my opinions to put out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the beginning, I was a bit skeptical the way I always am whenever I watch&amp;nbsp; a Pinoy movie because I don't wanna end up disappointed for wasting my time on such a non-sense movie that most mainstream directors in the showbiz industry make now adays. But ever since I saw "No Other Woman", I never looked at Pinoy movies the same way again. "In the Name of Love" is actually&amp;nbsp; critically acclaimed so I decided to give this one a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The movie quality looked a little bit old fashioned on the fashion side. What I mean is, I did not look forward to the characters outfits cause they were not exactly that worth looking forward to. I got used to the actors usually wearing fashionable clothes whether they are rich, or poor, they still manage to look good. But in this movie, they've managed to make the actors really look the part as in Aga Muhlach being a dancer in a group in Japan, he has highlights&amp;nbsp; paired with a jologs style with the baggy pants and all. And Angel Locsin's being a dancer in Japan too, looked the part I guess. Can't really explain it but I'm glad they didn't try to glamorize all the characters. They actually made them look the way they're supposed to look and I like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next, the dancing. Can I just say, Aga Muhlach and Angel Locsin aren't exactly the best dancers. Their characters were dancers but they didnt' exactly perform like they were THAT good in dancing. I mean, just look at Natalie Portman in Black Swan. I could've easily mistaken her for a real ballerina if I didn't know she was just an actress. That's the kind of performance that just changes the way I look at a performer. They go way beyond what is expected of them and that just brings them to a whole new level. The training, the dedication, the passion to be able to deliver what a certain actor has to portray for him/her to be able to bring out that character. Do you know what I mean? Anyways, I still appreciate the effort of them actually dancing. I mean not all girls can do that pole dancing thing that Angel did. If somebody asked me to do that, I wouldn't even be able to bring myself to climb the pole. Haha. And Aga? Oh it just makes me wanna cry seeing him try so hard to look like he can actually dance. But still, he's a great actor and I admire that he was able to pull off that dancing part rather satisfactorily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm what else? Oh their bodies. Compared to Hollywood movies I've seen, any good looking A-D list actor has to look decent when topless but I was disappointed to see that Aga Muchlach isn't actually that fit as in the type with the firm tummy and biceps and all. But he manages to look good at least. I mean' he's pretty gwapo and mestizo but having a great body could've been a plus. As for Angel Locsin, she doesn't exactly have an athletic body but I get that she's a curvy girl and I still find her sexy nonetheless. Those boobs. Aww yeah. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay up next, the love scenes/kissing scenes. Awwwwwwwwww the horror. I'm no French kissing expert or sex guru but again, Aga Muhlach&amp;nbsp; looked like he didn't know a thing about using tongue or even his lips at all. And the hands! Oh the meaty hands all over Angel's back looked like they were lost. I totally understand cause he's a little bit older but it was just a turn off. I mean he's dashing and all but I wouldn't want him anywhere near me with those moves he just whipped out in the movie. He's still reeeeeally handsome though! As for Jake Cuenca, I can tell the guys a pro. *wink wink* IDK why I know these things. Don't believe me though, I'm no reliable source for celebrities' sex performance, who knows. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've bashed on probably almost everything about the movie but what I do LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the most are the actors performance drama-wise. Damn! Aga Muhlach made me cry when he said, "Bakit mo ako iniwan? Bakiiiit? Ha? Bakit mo ako iniwan? *sobs like a pupyy*" I literally bawled my eyes out just for that. You can really feel the intensity of the actors emotions. Not only him but also Angel Locsin's, Jake Cuenca's and the whole cast. Oh! And I super love the plot. It's nothing like a typical movie. I was actually excited during the climax part. I didn't know what to expect. There were different angles that all directed to one main scene and that was . The plot is not typical and the ending is unpredictable. I mean, they did live happily ever after but in the middle of the movie, you can't really predict how things are gonna end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yes, that is all. I basically just made fun of the love scenes, the dancing and their physical appearances. Don't take this review seriously though. It's just my opinion. Don't be hatin! I tend to be pretty judgmental with my movies. Heehee. I still love the movie though, tearjerker! If I had to rate it from 1 to 10, one being the lowest, 10 as highest, it'd be a solid 8. Aww yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-563342053447568527?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/563342053447568527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-name-of-love-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/563342053447568527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/563342053447568527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-name-of-love-review.html' title='In The Name of Love, Review'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RY6w9jxB1Wc/Tprtbz9uSEI/AAAAAAAABFM/gliZn8mvbiw/s72-c/In+the+Name+of+Love+Movie+Poster+%2528400+x+575%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6644215997639804628</id><published>2011-10-16T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T05:45:41.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Sweet Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's this new pastry shop in town named the Sweet Shop, It's the second one I find the most adorable next to Missy BonBon so far. Situated near Park Cafe in the middle of Divisoria, it's easily accessible by almost anybody who wants to have a quick sweet treat. They have cupcakes, cookies, cakes and other desserts. They were too good to pass up on, I just had to take photos of some of the goodies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rDJvAJntUE/TprNZu1Cx7I/AAAAAAAABD0/MTN4vlCFZiY/s640/100_5662.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgSoeoIx2DE/TprNd9IBcrI/AAAAAAAABD8/sG8bUjItlqw/s1600/100_5663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgSoeoIx2DE/TprNd9IBcrI/AAAAAAAABD8/sG8bUjItlqw/s640/100_5663.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zGKKJLTXIo/TprN8p0b_dI/AAAAAAAABE8/R1gt2VTfuaQ/s1600/100_5693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zGKKJLTXIo/TprN8p0b_dI/AAAAAAAABE8/R1gt2VTfuaQ/s640/100_5693.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ might enroll in baking classes soon and I'm hoping by then he can bake some of the goodies similar to the ones available here at Sweet Shop, or even better. That would be sinful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-6644215997639804628?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6644215997639804628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6644215997639804628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/6644215997639804628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-shop.html' title='The Sweet Shop'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rDJvAJntUE/TprNZu1Cx7I/AAAAAAAABD0/MTN4vlCFZiY/s72-c/100_5662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8983976334171032586</id><published>2011-10-10T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:38:19.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>My Hate to Love Relationship With My Pencil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember when I was still in kindergarten; we would always be required to use a pencil. But even before that, before the basic pencil, I already knew the ball pen. So when I entered my first years of education, I was stubborn to use the pencil knowing that something better such as the ball pen could be used. It didn’t mark on my paper dark enough, felt like a plastic toy and broke easily when it was too sharp. You could only imagine my excitement when I got to 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade when we were licensed to use the ball pen already. I got different colors, black, blue and red. Even the ones I didn’t need, green, purple and pink. Unlike the pencil, you only got one color for all the types, that boring brownish gray shade, and as a child, that did not cater to my colorful cravings at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One day, I was copying notes from the black board. “Sceintists are the people who..”. Oops! I misspelled the word “scientists”. I was aware that my ball pen has no eraser so I wet my finger with my tongue and rubbed it on the error hoping that the mistake would go away. But no, it got dirty. I did it again hoping that the second try would work but this time, the wetness thinned out my paper. I gave up with a fully blackened shade covering the whole mistake which ended up making my perfectly neat notebook not so perfectly neat anymore. When I got home that day, I went to my room, sat on my table and stared at my pencil bowl with resentment. I knew it was waiting for this day to finally happen. The day where I would turn to it, surrender myself and say, “Fine you win oh mighty and great not to mention majestic Pencil. How could I have turned my back on you on days that I was supposed to need you?”. Before my thoughts got crazier, I decided to approach this situation differently. I have treated my pencils with so much dislike that maybe today, I should treat it with love. I have resented using it for so long I forgot how good it felt to use one. It’s yellow skin waiting to be touched. Its bright red eraser waiting to be rubbed. I never knew I could have such passionate thoughts about a pencil. I was so anxious to grow up that I only remembered the bad times instead of the good times I had with my pencil.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As kids, we were always clumsy. Mishaps happen in the classroom and the pencil was one of the few things that were subject to those accidents. Whenever my pencil would break, I would be in a saddened surprise, but not for long because my teacher then taught me how to sharpen my pencil. I was so amazed by the beautiful coned zigzag shape it shed that I would collect them the way a carpenter collected his sawdust. And by then, I would have a new lead on my pencil good as new. Sometimes when I made a mistake, it was easy as turning my pencil upside down, rubbing down that little eraser on the error and dusting it off as if gesturing the mistake to go away. Easy as that and my little problems of spelling mishaps and imperfectly shaped letters all went away. &amp;nbsp;If I ran out, I could just bite the metal flat and a little piece of eraser still came out waiting to be used. One day, we took an exam. Minutes before it started, my seatmate asked “Hey, what number of pencil are you going to use?” Ignorant that I was, she told me to look at the number found near the eraser and I said “2”. She responded with gleaming pride, “I’m using the number 1 so I will get a perfect score.” I shrugged it off thinking how as silly as a pencil number could possibly affect my test scores. And still, until now, using any number of pencils never made a difference in my performance. It still was the same perfect pencil that made me write what I wanted to without fear of making mistakes because I knew I could just erase them right away with a quick swipe of my eraser. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that I’m an adult, I’m not exactly kindergarten material anymore and most of the things I do require me to use a ball pen. Nevertheless, in the things that I love doing the most, they still require me to use a pencil. When I write my thoughts down using a pencil, despite its ability to correct mistakes, the pencil makes me human knowing that it was where it all began, my childhood, my fascination for words, my love for writing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-8983976334171032586?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8983976334171032586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-hate-to-love-relationship-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8983976334171032586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8983976334171032586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-hate-to-love-relationship-with-my.html' title='My Hate to Love Relationship With My Pencil'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8165742091171129845</id><published>2011-10-09T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:17:58.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Irish and Kat's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This event was totally unexpected. I just got a text from my super awesome cutey patootey but totally &lt;i&gt;behytch&lt;/i&gt; friend Irish saying that we'd be meeting at this certain place. I thought it was just a small outing/gathering with the friends. I didn't even know it was going to be a big celebration and all. Upon knowing that I actually had to come, I was so unprepared. It was a pool party and I was worried I would not have enough money and to add to that, no swimwear at all! It's almost ridiculous hearing me not being prepared with my own swim wear. Haha. But anyways, all is saved by the generous people that have contributed to my survival of this great night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ate so much pasta special thanks to Nikki and all that pizza thanks to Kat and Irish's parents. Yay! I'm a sucker for free food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSEn8977DMc/TpHAKcl9uGI/AAAAAAAABCo/F1aHUw0sKWw/s1600/IMGP1352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSEn8977DMc/TpHAKcl9uGI/AAAAAAAABCo/F1aHUw0sKWw/s640/IMGP1352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iM_unUOb7Hs/TpHASm83DFI/AAAAAAAABC4/2wchYYFheU4/s1600/IMGP1357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iM_unUOb7Hs/TpHASm83DFI/AAAAAAAABC4/2wchYYFheU4/s640/IMGP1357.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P5aXdb8fBs/TpHAWVTmvdI/AAAAAAAABC8/aVrWi2COk2E/s1600/IMGP1363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P5aXdb8fBs/TpHAWVTmvdI/AAAAAAAABC8/aVrWi2COk2E/s640/IMGP1363.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy_bXRm7mKo/TpHAYZWkCuI/AAAAAAAABDA/mEvfedM0Cxg/s1600/IMGP1367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy_bXRm7mKo/TpHAYZWkCuI/AAAAAAAABDA/mEvfedM0Cxg/s640/IMGP1367.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UI4s2YxUqM/TpHAZ56ThRI/AAAAAAAABDE/2QNHwCUjB8s/s1600/IMGP1374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UI4s2YxUqM/TpHAZ56ThRI/AAAAAAAABDE/2QNHwCUjB8s/s640/IMGP1374.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When we changed into our swim wear, which again I am specially thankful to Nikki for lending me one of hers, we were all totally bloated from all the food we just ate. Mine was pretty obvious cause I was wearing a 2 piece. I looked like I was carrying a 3 month old baby with my belly. I can pretty much pull off a pregnant woman look every time I'm full and that served as a good butt of a joke for my friends to laugh at earlier of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkUr29mvooQ/TpHAa9dJhvI/AAAAAAAABDI/IVWt0UUZRKM/s1600/IMGP1386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkUr29mvooQ/TpHAa9dJhvI/AAAAAAAABDI/IVWt0UUZRKM/s640/IMGP1386.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The pool was also pretty much packed that night because cheer dance teams from the College of Business and&amp;nbsp;Management&amp;nbsp;and the College of Nursing from Xavier were having their victory party there too. It was fun with so many people in the pool and some on the apartelle just eating food and drinking alcohol. It gave off a sort of festive feel to the whole gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AL2EogsxbUE/TpHAcXKCpSI/AAAAAAAABDM/NYvjCYFT8jw/s1600/IMGP1392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMZHHrOX8-s/TpHAe8oPLXI/AAAAAAAABDU/b8UBIGb9It4/s1600/IMGP1395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMZHHrOX8-s/TpHAe8oPLXI/AAAAAAAABDU/b8UBIGb9It4/s640/IMGP1395.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i9J9UlB9VkM/TpHAgJUNrCI/AAAAAAAABDY/dCWpxf3vMHc/s1600/IMGP1408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i9J9UlB9VkM/TpHAgJUNrCI/AAAAAAAABDY/dCWpxf3vMHc/s640/IMGP1408.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My pretties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After the pool party, I wanted to stay overnight just because. It was pretty much still possible for me to go home but I did not want to miss out on the girl's sleep over fun and not to mention food and gossip! Heehee so here goes. Much of the events that took place that night were documented using Kat's flip HD camera which I am pretty envious of but nonetheless, a good motivator for me to get one. Heehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZOSGHKkjyk/TpHAh1JF0fI/AAAAAAAABDc/cvfprlsBXqs/s1600/IMGP1413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZOSGHKkjyk/TpHAh1JF0fI/AAAAAAAABDc/cvfprlsBXqs/s640/IMGP1413.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWBbtPjy7AI/TpHAjzJQzkI/AAAAAAAABDg/Airbh2QBlog/s1600/IMGP1418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWBbtPjy7AI/TpHAjzJQzkI/AAAAAAAABDg/Airbh2QBlog/s640/IMGP1418.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-goDvIoXuVzE/TpHAl3qN_YI/AAAAAAAABDk/7814nZgY5QE/s1600/IMGP1419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-goDvIoXuVzE/TpHAl3qN_YI/AAAAAAAABDk/7814nZgY5QE/s640/IMGP1419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgw-YQSFFp8/TpHApiFPvEI/AAAAAAAABDs/-ZoG8GVOlSA/s1600/IMGP1424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgw-YQSFFp8/TpHApiFPvEI/AAAAAAAABDs/-ZoG8GVOlSA/s640/IMGP1424.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Had so much fun with these genuinely funny, pretty and dorky girls! Till next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6W5I823uzI/TpHArsecw-I/AAAAAAAABDw/ysMDSWPfxqY/s1600/IMGP1426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-8165742091171129845?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8165742091171129845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/irish-and-kats-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8165742091171129845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8165742091171129845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/irish-and-kats-birthday.html' title='Irish and Kat&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSEn8977DMc/TpHAKcl9uGI/AAAAAAAABCo/F1aHUw0sKWw/s72-c/IMGP1352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-646762645366256292</id><published>2011-10-04T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:59:08.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Cute kids taking my exam. *_*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As part of our Assessment and Evaluation subject, we were required to conduct a 15-item multiple choice test to a group of students with the year level of our choice. I contacted my mom's friend Ms. Emelda Galleon and she agreed right away. She is teaching Grade 2 so I was tasked to make an exam about prepositions. Imagine all the fun I had when I was constructing the exam. It was like going back to childhood again with all basic questions and fun examples.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't mean to brag though but English for me was easy as pie. I don't even remember how I learned half of the stuff I learned about English because it just felt automatic when I was asked to answer anything related to the English grammar. I'm not saying I'm the Einstein of English but I got so immersed in reading when I was a child that learning the way some of my boring traditionalist teachers made us back then did not work for me. But even before, I already knew English was and always will be my first love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Okidoki! Emos aside, I was so excited to give my exam to the kids because I know how much kids loved pictures. But before that, lemme show you what mountains I had to climb, seas I had to swim, roads I had to walk through before arriving at the school. Heehee. I'm&amp;nbsp;over exaggerating. Anyways,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjkVctsIjMY/TovMJYF6gtI/AAAAAAAABB8/13n-kBwgYWA/s1600/100_5626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjkVctsIjMY/TovMJYF6gtI/AAAAAAAABB8/13n-kBwgYWA/s640/100_5626.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4YHuSsBOKc/TovML752C2I/AAAAAAAABCA/_OzjEN6AzqI/s1600/100_5628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i4YHuSsBOKc/TovML752C2I/AAAAAAAABCA/_OzjEN6AzqI/s640/100_5628.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nDbSFC7w46k/TovMOla1AaI/AAAAAAAABCE/vWwldAv3DXI/s1600/100_5629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nDbSFC7w46k/TovMOla1AaI/AAAAAAAABCE/vWwldAv3DXI/s640/100_5629.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6tgdmvhvak/TovMQ52_46I/AAAAAAAABCI/5PRjNUssPgY/s1600/100_5630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6tgdmvhvak/TovMQ52_46I/AAAAAAAABCI/5PRjNUssPgY/s640/100_5630.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lush, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzOiFteVFTI/TovPFUD3CoI/AAAAAAAABCM/N8Yaqt-vHsA/s1600/100_5639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzOiFteVFTI/TovPFUD3CoI/AAAAAAAABCM/N8Yaqt-vHsA/s640/100_5639.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbLr24albHc/TovPLq-eenI/AAAAAAAABCQ/t0pqWcAQBPI/s1600/100_5640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbLr24albHc/TovPLq-eenI/AAAAAAAABCQ/t0pqWcAQBPI/s640/100_5640.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So anyhoos, I didn't expect these boogers here to be so tiny. I forgot how tiny 2nd graders were. Hehehe. But it was okay because they were all so super cute. They greeted me "Good morning Ms. Salilig" the moment I got in the classroom. It was overwhelming like being a celebrity having a bajillion fans. Daym. When I got to giving them instructions, I was amused by the little snotty, bug-eyed faces just staring back at me in amazement cause I was a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="524" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_G_eKUV_JM/TovPNvUBQdI/AAAAAAAABCU/h5KthHyZxZs/s640/100_5643.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While proctoring the exam, I couldn't help look at them one by one. They were sooooo kyyuuuuuut. I acted in my most Ms. Nicey Teacher manner possible and I don't mind always having to if ever I became one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzrF8xpm6es/TovPVL93ZrI/AAAAAAAABCY/Ukcv3ByiTXw/s1600/100_5648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzrF8xpm6es/TovPVL93ZrI/AAAAAAAABCY/Ukcv3ByiTXw/s640/100_5648.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here I am with Ms. Galleon. Such a nice teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKWJqIKkHgY/TovPZhijm_I/AAAAAAAABCc/cfU2uY0qnbY/s1600/100_5649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKWJqIKkHgY/TovPZhijm_I/AAAAAAAABCc/cfU2uY0qnbY/s640/100_5649.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My test paper. I told you it was fun making them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbqS9w3UBOU/TovPcLEDreI/AAAAAAAABCg/oC-TPYYZlGc/s1600/100_5656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbqS9w3UBOU/TovPcLEDreI/AAAAAAAABCg/oC-TPYYZlGc/s640/100_5656.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When the exam was finished, I stayed a little bit anyways to just observe classroom proceedings. Their lesson was subtraction and a student would be asked to answer in the blackboard. Another one to do the checking. If one had a hard time, one would volunteer to help. There was this one particular boy who was so hyper and wanted to help everybody. I was just amused. Not just by him but by the other kids too. Some would still be eating their tiny snacks and others were talking in groups not paying attention at all to the lesson. Sigh. The life of a teacher. I still need a little fire to light that passion in me though. But I have a feeling it won't be too soon until I find myself being one in the near future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-646762645366256292?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/646762645366256292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/cute-kids-taking-my-exam.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/646762645366256292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/646762645366256292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/10/cute-kids-taking-my-exam.html' title='Cute kids taking my exam. *_*'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjkVctsIjMY/TovMJYF6gtI/AAAAAAAABB8/13n-kBwgYWA/s72-c/100_5626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7875820377573152727</id><published>2011-09-28T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:20:01.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Sylvester Kittay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was on my way home from my Aunt's house when a bunch of tiny kitties dashed across me. The kitties were black/grayish in color and this happened at night time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know how the hell I spotted them in the dark but let's just say I have a pretty strong radar for kittehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCbi7W95sys/ToPompPEHHI/AAAAAAAABB4/0MnWngL7kNw/s1600/101_5400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCbi7W95sys/ToPompPEHHI/AAAAAAAABB4/0MnWngL7kNw/s640/101_5400.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So anyways, I stole one and took it home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was so excited cause she reminded me so much of Tom from Tom and Jerry with white fur just on his chest and belly area and on his paws. Being a female cat, I couldn't really name her Tom. Cause Tom is obviously for male cats, hence Tomcats. You know? Durr. I looked up for female alternatives of the name "Tom" online. I came by on so many names and got torn between Thomasina and Tamsin. Thomasina sounded too formal and elegant for a cat so I chose the name Tamsin instead. It sounds cute and sassy and it perfectly fits her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At the last minute, I remembered which cat she closely resembles. That Sylvester cat from Looney Toons yes! Except Sylvester had red nose and Tamsina's was, well, cute as a button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As usual, when Mickey saw that I brought home another cat, he got all jealous and mean to her. He wouldn't even let me stroke him. His way of saying he is disgusted. But heyyy, kittay can't complain!!! I got lucky I was able to find a stray cat as cute as Tamsina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She was able to survive in our house for a few days without the dogs trying to kill her. But not before long, she was gone already. The next thing I know, she's living at my neighbor's. Tut tut. Traitor! Well she isn't exactly a bitch cause that's for female dogs. What offensive name would you call a female cat? Pussy? IDK. -_- Heehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRo_p-umCUI/ToPoeEEXtUI/AAAAAAAABBs/8AXyPibfP-Y/s1600/101_5379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRo_p-umCUI/ToPoeEEXtUI/AAAAAAAABBs/8AXyPibfP-Y/s640/101_5379.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDxiA6q9Pnk/ToPohHZ7ShI/AAAAAAAABBw/hPXCOA9YXho/s1600/101_5391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDxiA6q9Pnk/ToPohHZ7ShI/AAAAAAAABBw/hPXCOA9YXho/s640/101_5391.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tMLnfvtI8kU/ToPojsizQCI/AAAAAAAABB0/hVk11_jvPV4/s1600/101_5398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tMLnfvtI8kU/ToPojsizQCI/AAAAAAAABB0/hVk11_jvPV4/s640/101_5398.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Such a grumpy little kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7875820377573152727?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7875820377573152727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/sylvester-kittay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7875820377573152727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7875820377573152727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/sylvester-kittay.html' title='Sylvester Kittay!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCbi7W95sys/ToPompPEHHI/AAAAAAAABB4/0MnWngL7kNw/s72-c/101_5400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-5625569499874412386</id><published>2011-09-28T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T01:06:34.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cagayan de oro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cousins Overload!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The month of August and a lil' bit of September was all about family lovin'. Relatives from Australia and USA came all the way to the Philippines to visit my Grandpa. I suddenly lost track of my diet cuz' there would be a feast almost everyday. My Dad's siblings would take turns on whose house we'd be having a party next. I was able to catch up with my Aunt's who would then ask me to &lt;i&gt;chika&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;about my love life. Not that there is though. I mean.. IDK -_-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So anyways, old people aside, I also got to spend most of my time with my cousins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I'm all for the pasalubong like chockies, bikinis and other stuff but what got me really excited was meeting distant cousins. Yay! &amp;nbsp;Too bad some of them only stayed here for a week while the others stayed for almost a month. That also meant we had to make the most of their time here by taking them to fun places and making them try new things. Things that rarely happen anywhere but here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isaw, hell yes! We went white water rafting (again!), ate at night cafe, sang karaoke and many more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As soon as time came that they had to go, I had to pretend I was not about to break into tears because they were only going to come back here in three years after all. Naww DX. But then again, three years is not that long. Their short visit here in the Philippines sure made the Salilig clan even closer, or at least that's what I think it did. -_- Teehee. 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I hope I've drowned you with enough photos to show what family means when it comes to the Salilig's. Hey, did that rhyme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-5625569499874412386?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5625569499874412386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/cousins-overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5625569499874412386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5625569499874412386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/cousins-overload.html' title='Cousins Overload!!!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPcKVhH2dQ4/ToLRvRvG_eI/AAAAAAAABAQ/DVogbp452jA/s72-c/100_8790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8505737150879936150</id><published>2011-09-21T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:07:48.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cagayan de oro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><title type='text'>Kim's comeback and Kuya JC's Despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was going to put "One of the most awesome nights of my life" as the title but then if my friends read this, they would probably think I'm a loser for thinking so since for them, this is only a normal&amp;nbsp;occurrence&amp;nbsp;in the day of a night lifer. Yes, I did. I just said night lifer. Moving on, last Saturday, I wore my harem pants because I can pull dem off like dat! Heehee. It wasn't my plan to go out until CJ told me Kim was coming home and we were gonna have a drink out. So yes, I finally got to see my bitch that was Kim. Met new friends and did a little catching up while we drank at Coke Bar, Yuri's, Silver Rain but then after that, I had to separate ways with them. Hung out then with my cousin to drink at Rotunda. It amazed me to see the things that happen at that place and the people that hang and drink there. Oh! I saw the ever famous Alan Bigcas. I guess I kinda felt a little gangsta (loser, yeah i know) while cool cars were doing mini tricks by the road. The cops also came around to do a little check around da hood. Gangsta I tell ya! (LOSER!) I guess it kinda feels good having a little danger and suspense in your life. I could narrate a page full of what happened that night but then, I was going to say something about awesome moments aren't meant to be told but I totally forgot how to say it in a poetic manner. Haha. Photos hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thhYcoYmN6o/TnoVV8Y-7iI/AAAAAAAABAI/T1lZAg99R48/s1600/101_5490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thhYcoYmN6o/TnoVV8Y-7iI/AAAAAAAABAI/T1lZAg99R48/s640/101_5490.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Chu48C58oIQ/TnoTKs11_pI/AAAAAAAAA_4/73t_sa0zfoA/s1600/294417_10150449555448747_746403746_10998467_436771320_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Chu48C58oIQ/TnoTKs11_pI/AAAAAAAAA_4/73t_sa0zfoA/s640/294417_10150449555448747_746403746_10998467_436771320_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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My Lolo just turned 80 but he is still gwapo as ever! It's in the genes, I tell ya. Heehee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;His birthday celebration also served as a reunion for the Salilig family. All the relatives from Australia, U.S and Zamboanga went all the way to Cagayan for my Grandpa. It took months to plan everything from the venue, to the food, to the programme, to the dresses and the barongs, even to the dancing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me and my brother were the assigned emcees so we had the responsibility of arranging the program. I got pretty frustrated the last minute because I had to download the songs to be played during the program and not only was I the host, I was also the operator in charge of playing the songs from the laptop. Aaaaaand my shoes were killing me. DX I was on the verge of crying (again!) but I tried to hold it together because this day is supposed to be &amp;nbsp;happy day. I will not fuck this up.&amp;nbsp;And it was all worth it because the celebration was a success. Everybody did their part, I'm outta here. Meh. 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The complete family of Mr. Clemente Salilig Jr. One big talented, kewl phamileh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I will be posting more photos of outings with the cutzins when the parties die down and they leave for Australia. Gbyes! XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3808365572133755096?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3808365572133755096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/lolos-80th-birthdayt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3808365572133755096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3808365572133755096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/lolos-80th-birthdayt.html' title='Lolo&apos;s 80th Birthday'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjQHHgHD6w/Tmbc25v3uzI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_mYItcKUlZg/s72-c/300512_2380353993916_1402656004_32812302_2626668_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-638008214762026740</id><published>2011-09-06T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:35:32.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extreme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PEbRWb6QxY/Tl2e71E5tVI/AAAAAAAAA_U/TtfzazfypUY/s1600/105_5117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PEbRWb6QxY/Tl2e71E5tVI/AAAAAAAAA_U/TtfzazfypUY/s400/105_5117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This was back when me and CJ went hiking/walking/traversing at Calaanan, PN Roa. We got bored of the whole DVD marathon routine so we decided to try something new. Instead of &amp;nbsp;lying around staring at the TV screen blankly while watching kids get wasted and make out (we were watching Skins at the time), we wanted to try an alternative lifestyle. A nature finding, soul searching not to mention active hobby. Hiking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We got our things packed. We brought an extra shirt, food and water. This was all for the "picnic" we were supposed to have once we reached the top of the mountain. The way to the foot of the mountain was just a few meters away from CJ's house so that wasn't a challenge. Upon making our way to the mountain already, we were blocked by this goat in the middle of the pathway. He was tied to a chunk of grass but that wasn't assurance that we were safe because he could just run over us anytime. I swear to God that goat gave us the spooks. It just kept staring at us like it was ready to attack us with its horns if we crossed it. Not to mention, he got a boner while staring at us. And that's how I know goats have the weirdest penises. Penises aside, we tried avoiding that goat the best way we could. We went all the way through the bushes around it where it couldn't reach us. While struggling to walk the tall grasses and itchy plants, I could feel it's eyes were still glued to me and CJ. When I peered to check, it was indeed still staring at us. Spooky, I tell ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay the hard part is over. When we started to hike our way up, we couldn't find any pathway to go through because it would be either too grassy or there was nobody who's ever been up there before. We found a kitteh though and brought him with us. So that's it. We sweated our asses of for nothing. And on our way back, we still had to&amp;nbsp;go through the tall itchy grass to&amp;nbsp;avoid that stupid ugly goat. The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-638008214762026740?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/638008214762026740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-was-back-when-me-and-cj-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/638008214762026740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/638008214762026740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-was-back-when-me-and-cj-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCD6OURjLGw/Tl2eskkAMaI/AAAAAAAAA_E/7o-saiO-tiM/s72-c/105_5126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-327896965576588538</id><published>2011-08-23T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T19:27:36.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bukidnon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>My 5-day Experience of Confinement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jBCLoynrH4/TlROghSBAQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Y8eFzpddA_Y/s1600/101_5197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jBCLoynrH4/TlROghSBAQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Y8eFzpddA_Y/s640/101_5197.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hewow! This was taken a few weeks ago when I got admitted at Camp Phillips for having acute bronchitis. :( I'm okays now. :) Hehe. I had to stay there for five days, the longest I've had in a hospital. That's Thursday afternoon until Tuesday morning. So anyways.. thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The nurse had a difficult time sticking the&amp;nbsp;dextrose needle in my fist because my veins were so small caused by dehydration. It took her two attempts to stab me.. well not really stab.. but yes, two attempts until she asked the doctor to assist her in stabbing me. Okay not stab, just sticking it. I still hate needles. :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was not at my best during the first two days of my stay in there. Literally hot with fever, helpless and sleepy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The food was great but I hated the idea of eating it in the hospital. I was not excited for the meals at all. Oh ungrateful me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like teh nurses! Heehee. They were like angels who kept disturbing my sleep whenever they had to take my blood pressure, temperature; give my medicine, a sponge bath; check my dextrose and so on. Maybe it's the gentle aura that comes with being a nurse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come Sunday I was already feeling a whole lot better. My mom thought I'd be okay on my own so she thought of taking a break and not visit me that day. I was just there all happy and hyper with nothing to do except play Pokemon Emerald. As the day progresses, my mood dramatically changes. I feel so miserable. I can't beat Fortree City's Gym leader, Winona. I decide to quit playing because I know no amount of&amp;nbsp;repetition will make me beat her Pokemaaaans. I am stripped off the only source of entertainment I have. I just lie there listening to the made-up conversations in my head. I doze off for the rest of the day hoping to be free by tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haven't showered for five days straight. I think I still smell good. :|&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was so excited Monday morning because I expected I'd be discharged after such a long time. Turns out, the doctor can't let me go yet unless she sees my x-ray results. SUPER SAAAAAAD. Another meaningless day just staring at the ceiling having conversations with my inner self again. :( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday morning, I kept singing Freedom the whole time. FREEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOM! TAWKIN BOUT FREEEEEHEEEHEEEEDOOOOOM!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took care of the bills amounting to Php 10,000. Good thing my parents are insured by the company. Got my medicines at the pharmacy then off downtown I go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed home. I watched Captain America with CJ in the afternoon. Hehehehehe. I missed civilization.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDjwMb-tNGM/TlROqvBBNaI/AAAAAAAAA-0/v4qlB6_ibeU/s1600/105_5184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDjwMb-tNGM/TlROqvBBNaI/AAAAAAAAA-0/v4qlB6_ibeU/s320/105_5184.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_XJPSL7zTs/TlROsuXd5sI/AAAAAAAAA-4/96L67Mk-PW8/s1600/105_5192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_XJPSL7zTs/TlROsuXd5sI/AAAAAAAAA-4/96L67Mk-PW8/s320/105_5192.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Fig. 1 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Fig. 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fig. 1. The dextrose was transferred from my left fist to my right arm. It was more comfortable that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fig. 2. I dreaded the nebulizer routines the most. The medicine was horrible and I just hated the experience overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One thing I learned from this experience is to &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; take your health for granted. You only got one life, you might as well take care of it. Note to self:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never, ever smoke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never, ever take drugs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid second hand smoke by covering your nose and mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid car pollution, dust and whatsoever especially those people who are asthmatic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat healthy food adequately. Starving yourself does not count as a good diet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink water adequately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't stress yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get the right amount of sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this advice does not only apply to me but also to everyone else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So Stay Healthy Bitches!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-327896965576588538?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/327896965576588538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-5-day-experience-of-confinement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/327896965576588538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/327896965576588538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-5-day-experience-of-confinement.html' title='My 5-day Experience of Confinement'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jBCLoynrH4/TlROghSBAQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Y8eFzpddA_Y/s72-c/101_5197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-2179626618135442545</id><published>2011-08-23T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T08:22:35.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukay-ukay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>with cutzins hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, I have a boring life as of the moment. I gots no werk to keep me busy and I certainly don't have interesting hobbies to keep me.. well.. interested. -_- So I am practically free anytime the whole day, for the whole week, except during my classes of course. Free as I am, I decided to help out my twin cousins shop and put together an outfit for their Nursing acquaintance party. They come to my house to pick me up and we're off to the city. I was not prepared for what was about to come next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of, we went to Cogon because that's where the cheap treasures usually are. But the first twin cousin, despite having a big enough budget decided to be a thrifty missy and was being so choosy with the clothes. It was either not her type of outfit or it was her type but she thought it was too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having circled the whole ukay-ukayan and tiangge's at Cogon still empty-handed, I was already tired. We decided to go to Ketkai because she had no choice but to check out the ones at&amp;nbsp;boutiques. Still, it wasn't as different as when we were at Cogon. She was still being picky until she finally found what she wanted displayed on a manikin. A cowboy jumper paired with a cowboy checkered polo that she is going to wear with her floral wedges. A sigh of relief I felt after that. But not for long because I totally forgot that we still had to look for an outfit for my other twin cousin. I was already on the verge of shooting myself by the time but love and it's ways can be pretty amazing. If I&amp;nbsp;didn't love&amp;nbsp;my cousins THAT much, I wouldn't &amp;nbsp;even bear having to go through all that trouble. So anyways back to the story.. The only thing that kept me going throughout the whole search was the idea of devouring on dinner we would have after we found an outfit for her. Thank&amp;nbsp;goodness&amp;nbsp;she wasn't as picky and she was able to find her outfit right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search was finally over and it was dinner time! My cousins treated me with *&lt;b&gt;freeeee&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;fooodddddiiiieees*&lt;/b&gt; as a thank you for accompanying them. We literally did NOT talk the whole time we ate dinner cause we were that tired and hungry.&amp;nbsp;But then we still had to go to Gaisano Mall&amp;nbsp;because they had to buy something at the school supplies department. DX I didn't mind because we were stuffed by that time. We were there for maybe 30 minutes and we decided to buy some snacks for the road.&amp;nbsp;*&lt;b&gt;freeeee&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;fooodddddiiiieees* &lt;/b&gt;again! *_* Oh sweet bliss.&amp;nbsp;I was literally about to faint while walking to the jeepney. Haha. I seriously need to&amp;nbsp;exercise. But anyways, we went home happy, satisfied and tired. It was a productive day at least. Fashionably productive that is. Haha. NGE. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remind me next time how dangerously exhausting it is to shop with girls. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7MfUG_sKMw/TlO9mfa8c8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/g7wG3IZauGI/s1600/292108_202709963117369_100001351005238_462133_7406313_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7MfUG_sKMw/TlO9mfa8c8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/g7wG3IZauGI/s640/292108_202709963117369_100001351005238_462133_7406313_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look so fucking anorexic with the camera angled at my cheeky face like this. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWkb8Co_Fbk/TlO9nWIYzPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/3PjeF7Ai8Sg/s1600/294762_202710583117307_100001351005238_462145_5969184_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWkb8Co_Fbk/TlO9nWIYzPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/3PjeF7Ai8Sg/s640/294762_202710583117307_100001351005238_462145_5969184_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Free feeeeewd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLVk4z2mZak/TlO90YdrvPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/yPgyoq-E_sE/s1600/101_5313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLVk4z2mZak/TlO90YdrvPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/yPgyoq-E_sE/s640/101_5313.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wk3ICmZvhl0/TlO-aXZu8uI/AAAAAAAAA-s/EKPDrNMhruo/s1600/292330_202710129784019_100001351005238_462137_2529790_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wk3ICmZvhl0/TlO-aXZu8uI/AAAAAAAAA-s/EKPDrNMhruo/s640/292330_202710129784019_100001351005238_462137_2529790_n.jpg" width="602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cousins! &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-2179626618135442545?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2179626618135442545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/with-cutzins-hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2179626618135442545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2179626618135442545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/with-cutzins-hehehe.html' title='with cutzins hehehe'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7MfUG_sKMw/TlO9mfa8c8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/g7wG3IZauGI/s72-c/292108_202709963117369_100001351005238_462133_7406313_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-2583877940171059595</id><published>2011-08-16T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T08:27:51.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arguments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cj'/><title type='text'>Scooby doo or Scrappy doo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NA4ugT0NwTk/TkpsnruCKSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/VERyAyu3UvM/s1600/6a00d83451c17f69e20115711e9999970c-800wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NA4ugT0NwTk/TkpsnruCKSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/VERyAyu3UvM/s400/6a00d83451c17f69e20115711e9999970c-800wi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and CJ were having a normal afternoon at Coffee Works just sitting around, drinking Mocha frappe. Being hostile to each other like the usual. IDK where the argument began but somehow we ended up debating on who was better, Scooby doo or Scrappy doo. Basically, CJ assigned himself as Scooby because he is supposedly superior to me &lt;i&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;and I didn't want to be Shaggy because he is scruffy and anorexic so I assigned myself as Scrappy doo instead because he is a cute-ass puppy with a big head attached to a small body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! Now I remember, he was making comparisons of fictional characters wherein he would be the hero and I'm the just the sidekick because he is delusional like that. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: I'm the Captain America to your Bucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: Who's Bucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: The best friend who dies at the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: Oh yeah? Well at least I get to kick your ass in the next movie when he becomes a villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: &lt;i&gt;*ignores what I say and goes on to make more comparisons*&lt;/i&gt; I'm like Batman and you're Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: What? No! I hate Robin. His costume looks gaaaaye :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: Not that I care. I'm Scooby and you're Shaggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: Wait, isn't Shaggy supposed to be of higher grade than Scooby since Shaggy is human and Scooby is.. well.. just a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: We'll it's Scooby who always solves the mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: Scrappy dappy dooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: Okay, you get to be Scrappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: That makes me more superior to you. Scrappy can talk, Scooby can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: Well Scrappy doesn't really do anything in the show. He's just there to annoy the hell outta everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: But at least he can talk. It takes higher intelligence to actually have the ability to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: You know the saying, the more you talk the more stupid you are compared to those that are silent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: But SCRAPPY CAN TAAAAAAALKKK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: But SCRAPPY IS ANNOOOYYYYYIIIING! And Scooby can actually solve mysteries just by feeding him a Scooby snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: But he's a doooog!!! He's supposed to sniff out something because dogs do stuff like that. And it costs just to feed him snacks like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: I still hate Scrappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: If you were stuck in an island, who would you choose? Scrappy whom you can talk to and never get bored of because he actually has the ability to speak in coherent sentences and decipherable words or Scooby who mumbles like a retarded dog and whom you have to feed a Scooby snack every now and then because it's a snack made for him like dat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ: Scooby can help me sniff out food in the island. What can Scrappy do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oshin: He can talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3qOGQxYycLA/Tkpsp6jdVmI/AAAAAAAAA-c/wKfiZUsAh1E/s1600/175778-scooby_doo_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3qOGQxYycLA/Tkpsp6jdVmI/AAAAAAAAA-c/wKfiZUsAh1E/s320/175778-scooby_doo_large.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you honestly believe that a dopey looking canine like this can solve the hardest of mysteries that not even his human companions can solve themselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-zN6s3j3JQ/Tkpsji0tJJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yH2Ypl0cRFE/s1600/Scrappydoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-zN6s3j3JQ/Tkpsji0tJJI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yH2Ypl0cRFE/s200/Scrappydoo.jpg" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or would you rather have the mighty widdle Scrappy dappy Doo ready to kick some mascot monster ass and he'll be swearing while at it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: Scrappy Doo is better than Scooby Doo because HE CAN TALK. And he uses steroids thus the muscular midget body. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double bottom line:&amp;nbsp;I just know I pretty much win this argument despite having to go through a long-ass pointless debate like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I win this argument. I win at life. CJ can suck my dick. HAHAHAHAHA Oh yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-2583877940171059595?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2583877940171059595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/scooby-doo-or-scrappy-doo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2583877940171059595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2583877940171059595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/scooby-doo-or-scrappy-doo.html' title='Scooby doo or Scrappy doo?'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NA4ugT0NwTk/TkpsnruCKSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/VERyAyu3UvM/s72-c/6a00d83451c17f69e20115711e9999970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-988858384463791648</id><published>2011-08-08T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:00:52.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cynism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the inner swine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeff somers'/><title type='text'>Life is meaningless</title><content type='html'>Today was a completely meaningless day I must say. My partner in crime was not available due to health constraints. I did not nothing to day but surf, read and sleep. Yes, aside from the school and friendships that I devote my time to, I got really nothing else to do. I'm semi-unemployed at the moment. I got no tutoring offers and somehow I can't attract job offers either. I don't know why. Maybe it's just me. Maybe I actually have to go out there and look for an actual job instead of rotting here waiting for the job to come to me but nonetheless, I do not feel the pressure to have one at the moment. Heehee. And besides, I have a job awaiting me once I'm done with this stupid bullshit they call education. In my case, it was my choice to get a little bit more of education because I love school like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a complete itinerary of my day today you might ask because my life is pretty fucking interesting like that. Here you go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflect on whether I should jump rope today or not. Should I? I've been pigging out these past few days taking advantage of the massive weight loss acquired from being confined last week. I'm fine now if you're asking. But then, part of me wants to exercise because I'm little freak about health like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decides not to. Life is too short to not enjoy waking up late in the morning rolling on your messy sheets and basking in the sunshine illuminating your whole room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gets up and go to the kitchen only to be greeted by a plate empty of a bag of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;pandesal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mournfully eats sliced bread instead. &amp;nbsp;It's not just the same as hot, crisp, crumby &lt;i&gt;pandesal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drinks hot coco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discern whether I should make homework or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh, I just took my midterm exams a few days ago and besides, it's a Monday. I gotta give myself a break right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to Facebook, Tumblr and Youtube instead and waste a few good hours on slow-ass internet connection that is probably being shared, wait no, stolen by my stupid neighbors via&amp;nbsp;WiFi&amp;nbsp;connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realizes life is too short to waste my time on meaningless entertainment that will not benefit me anyway. And internet is too slow. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reads something thinking this is more beneficial for this will expand my knowledge on other things instead of stalking people on Facebook or looking at pretty pictures on Tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paint my nails because I haven't done anything closely related to being that girly okay? And I was too lazy back then to care if my nails are painted or not. Now I do, because I'm bored. I'm thinking Teal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh darnit, they're too pasty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall asleep after a few minutes of reading because nothing else keeps me awake except for the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping in strategic positions so as not to spoil my newly painted nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave a few drool stains on my bed. Couldn't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wakes up by 1:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to shower and get ready to pretend to go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflects while showering that life is pretty meaningless. If not for friends, family, work, school or a love life, I'd probably be doing this same shit routine for the rest of my life and just die alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab a few reading materials to read while I'm away for pretend school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dictionary, adult magazines, The Inner Swine articles. Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to Dunkin near my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Order something so I can stay for a few good hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't have Iced Coffee. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll settle for a Choco Wacko which I don't even like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read The Inner Swine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read The Inner Swine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read The Inner Swine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read an adult magazine, namely Uno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decides to switch back to reading The Inner Swine instead. Guard might notice the naked women on my reading material and starts to ogle. And besides, it's a big shame that magazines like these even gets published. I have come to the conclusion that if you don't sound smart enough to use big words the same way Jeff Somers does then you are not a good enough writer. Not that I can do better than these writers of Uno though. I just hate jerk-talk in writing okay. It fucking sucks and I tend to lose interest quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay back to my interesting life now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost six.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take online quiz that I missed last week due to being confined. Thankful that my beautiful and considerate teacher gave me a chance to take it because she is cool like dat! A few clicks and taps on the keyboard here and there and life starts to become meaningful&amp;nbsp;again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels satisfied that I have&amp;nbsp;presumptuously answered that test to my best genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go back to using the internet again and look at useless things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so fucking meaningless. There is nothing interesting to do around here except for the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decides to jump rope for maybe two minutes. My tummy hurts. I have all the excuses to not exercise alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally figure out how to set-up security so stupid neighbors will stop stealing our internet connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat dinner with lovely family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use the internet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh kill me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is pointless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I write this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel a little accomplished that I was able to come up with another post within a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still think life is meaningless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't blame me for all the pessimistic attitude. It's from reading all those&lt;a href="http://www.innerswine.com/"&gt; Inner Swine&lt;/a&gt; issues I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check them out, they're pretty awesome if you hate the world just as much as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you already do read them, please tell me if I am doing a good enough Jeff Somers impression in my writing. I know it's pretty ambitious but I plan on making his writing my model for my future literary endeavors. Not that I ever will succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-988858384463791648?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/988858384463791648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-meaningless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/988858384463791648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/988858384463791648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-meaningless.html' title='Life is meaningless'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-1609274177049325750</id><published>2011-08-04T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:59:58.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='villains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marvel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris evans'/><title type='text'>My thoughts on Captain America</title><content type='html'>Goddammit I have thoughts on everything alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start of,&amp;nbsp;let me&amp;nbsp;reiterate to you that I was never a fan of Marvel or CAPCOM or DC Comics or whatever they call that but the recent releases of these movies has turned me into a Comic Book junkie. No, I do not care about their super powers or what they stand for. I'm just in for the tight superhero suits and the hunkies that are in them. ;) Heehee but anyways, my thoughts so far..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Chris Evans is drool worthy..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEs_QJgYzXM/TjuD_NpwteI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jFpr8mEWqME/s1600/chris-evans-shirtless-captain-america-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEs_QJgYzXM/TjuD_NpwteI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jFpr8mEWqME/s320/chris-evans-shirtless-captain-america-01.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..but not as drool worthy as before. I bet he had a hard time playing the shy and humble Steve Rogers considering the fact that when you are THAT gorgeous, it's pretty hard to stay humble when you are surrounded with plain looking humans and you're the only one whose close to resembling a demi-god. But anyways this is pretty expected also considering the fact that Chris Evans is a gift of perfect genes from God to all of us Earth&amp;nbsp;fan girls AND gays to scream about . I think it's the buff-ness that has reduced his hotness quotient. He is too perfect and that is just plain boring okay?&amp;nbsp;And he has that aluminum disc thingy that keeps blocking the view.&amp;nbsp;Not to mention the geeky hair and the geeky outfit. I hate the fact that his suit is not tight enough compared to other superheroes e.g. Ryan Reynolds as Green Lantern in that skintight suit. NOT TIGHT ENOUGH CAPTAIN AMERICA!!! NOT TIGHT ENOUGH!!! &amp;nbsp;Ugh. But still,&amp;nbsp;bang-able boy is bang-able.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Teh leading laydehh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qkTX3g3yPk/TjuDybstzII/AAAAAAAAA-E/OwmCZ0BtvMM/s1600/Captain-America_Hayley-Atwell-red-dress_Image-credit-Paramount-Pictures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qkTX3g3yPk/TjuDybstzII/AAAAAAAAA-E/OwmCZ0BtvMM/s320/Captain-America_Hayley-Atwell-red-dress_Image-credit-Paramount-Pictures.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just say that Hayley Atwell is smokin this movie? The whole time I was wondering who this pretty lady was and why she looks so familiar. Turns out, she partially looks like a curvier, old-fashioned looking version of Ashley Greene from Twilight. Not that I'm comparing the two of them with each other though. Atwell has her own flare to her. She's definitely well-endowed in all the right places and I am envious of that. I'm glad they chose a curvy actress to play Peggy because this movie was set in the 1940's and as we all know, beauty back then was all about the curves and the love handles. Not all that skin and bones that's so popular today which I find utterly disgusting! And not to mention, she's not the typical damsel in distress. She's a lieutenant, is not afraid to get&amp;nbsp;run over&amp;nbsp;by a car and she can aim quite a good shot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Tommy Lee Jones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I even need to explain this one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Johann Schmidt/Red Skull&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtHaYlw0Oog/TjuJzV7feoI/AAAAAAAAA-M/iGaXIddFrLQ/s1600/Captain-America-The-First-Avenger-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtHaYlw0Oog/TjuJzV7feoI/AAAAAAAAA-M/iGaXIddFrLQ/s400/Captain-America-The-First-Avenger-02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This monster of a face has been giving me the nightmares lately. Of all the villains, he has to be the ugliest I have seen so far. And he reminds me of Green Lantern's Sinestro. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Howard Stark looks like Mila Kunis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5FzwvFumWg/TjuLxsBPK_I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qv7_p0Nba3c/s1600/tumblr_lp9xda2VoI1r0kbl6o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5FzwvFumWg/TjuLxsBPK_I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/qv7_p0Nba3c/s320/tumblr_lp9xda2VoI1r0kbl6o1_500.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but giggle once in awhile every time I see Howard Stark's face. It felt like looking at Mila Kunis face with a fake mustache. Oh and that mustache. Pretty tacky isn't it? But nonetheless, Dominic Cooper who plays Howard Stark is still hot. It's just the mustache that's all. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;The romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boohoooo. I felt a lil' bit sad after the movie. It wasn't a happily ever after for Lieutenant Peggy and Steve after he decides to miss his date and sleep for 70 years.&amp;nbsp;He's already Captain America but he still never gets laid!&amp;nbsp;Bummer! I don't know which is sadder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;The future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what's with the black man in the black leather suit. He makes me feel all nostalgic for The Matrix' Morpheus all of a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Plot sucks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough about the characters. What about the movie itself? The fight scenes are okay I guess with all the cheesy background classic music. I like the dancing girls with their teeny tiny American flag dresses when Captain America was still only a celebrity. But what I don't like the most is the final battle! It was not climatic enough for me. I did not feel the jizz or the suspense at all. It feels like Captain America was not able to prove how awesome he was because he did not even beat Schmidt himself in the first place. He just got sucked out into outer space. So yes, the characters are all&amp;nbsp;likable&amp;nbsp;but the story sadly is NOT awesome enough. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time folks! :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-1609274177049325750?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1609274177049325750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-thoughts-on-captain-america.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1609274177049325750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1609274177049325750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-thoughts-on-captain-america.html' title='My thoughts on Captain America'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xEs_QJgYzXM/TjuD_NpwteI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jFpr8mEWqME/s72-c/chris-evans-shirtless-captain-america-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8850940323968302427</id><published>2011-07-24T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:57:55.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Everything is Gone! :(</title><content type='html'>I just hate it when technology f*cks with me! A few days ago I just found out I had completely lost all the files in my USB. The memory is still used in my USB according to the folder properties but when I check my disk, it's totally empty. :( Persistent that I am, I decided to download a couple of file recovery programs wherein only one worked which was Recuva. Funny, it sounds like a British person saying recover. LOL. Anyways, I was able to retrieve pictures mostly but all of my school files are gone. :( I decided to reformat my USB only to have my files lost AGAIN! Then did I realize that my USB has a goddamned virus in it that keeps effing up my files which caused them to disappear. Turns out, I think it's an Autorun virus wherein you supposedly acquire the said virus once you click any of the options in the Autorun. So lessons learned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. After using your USB, ALWAYS click on the icon found on the lower right part of your desktop which says Safely Remove Hardware. You never know. Files can be effed up while it's still processing if you just eject the USB right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Never EVER click Autorun. Or IDK. Don't bother clicking on anything ever! Viruses are just everywhere these days. &amp;gt;:|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS have a back up. Do not make use your USB as storage space because one day, it is going to betray you. The one thing you trusted to keep all your files in will suddenly turn its back on you and f*ck it all up. So yes, always have a back up of all of your files.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I will buy a new USB. IDK if the duration of how long you had your USB affects it's performance or I guess reliability in being able to store files but yes, I have to discard my old USB and buy a new one :( Goodbye USB that looks like a mini highlighter. You will not be missed. :/ Nobody gets missed when they eff with teh Oshaaaaaan. Hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok bye everyone.&lt;u&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay safe and trust no USBs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-8850940323968302427?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8850940323968302427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/everything-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8850940323968302427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8850940323968302427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/everything-is-gone.html' title='Everything is Gone! :('/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-2371694798140890557</id><published>2011-07-19T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T21:49:01.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Braving the CDO River Rapids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This week has totally been an extreme one. What with all the ziplinining and the water rafting. As I have mentioned before, me and CJ totally beat the KC and Sam tandem in their movie with our extra bad-assness. We did the advanced course for water rafting. What made it more exciting was that it coincidentally rained when we were about to start already. The bad thing about it though was that I got sick the day after. I'm not sure whether it was the rain or the dirty water. I can't say the Cagayan River is a purely clean one. What, with all the pollution and the fact that is in a city. But nonetheless, had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwNLrHIjlgU/TiWmSsfVDaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/msoluotptCY/s1600/105_5095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwNLrHIjlgU/TiWmSsfVDaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/msoluotptCY/s640/105_5095.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XyoxzcEO1eA/TiWmLEarDrI/AAAAAAAAA9s/uQO-OzxFog8/s1600/105_5093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XyoxzcEO1eA/TiWmLEarDrI/AAAAAAAAA9s/uQO-OzxFog8/s640/105_5093.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On our way to somewhere going to Talakag already. Accidentally went to the beginners course starting point and had to go further to where the advanced course actually was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_Jtrw2VlX8/TiWlyA_2QiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/wyKZlMhr3mA/s1600/105_5088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_Jtrw2VlX8/TiWlyA_2QiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/wyKZlMhr3mA/s640/105_5088.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jw9s7WCNKD4/TiWmj1Urr5I/AAAAAAAAA94/qp-E-LnuQJI/s1600/105_5103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jw9s7WCNKD4/TiWmj1Urr5I/AAAAAAAAA94/qp-E-LnuQJI/s640/105_5103.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;These pictures were taken at the starting point of the beginners course and advanced course respectively. Quite disappointed that the water is not as clean and clear as it used to be back during the time when I had my first white water rafting. Shall I say brown water rafting? But then maybe it's because of the weather. It's been raining a lot lately. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sME42E0W6KI/TiWmZeCSPLI/AAAAAAAAA90/7IBjJLizsLg/s1600/105_5101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sME42E0W6KI/TiWmZeCSPLI/AAAAAAAAA90/7IBjJLizsLg/s640/105_5101.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was super prepared for the ride. I wore a longsleeve top and applied lots of&amp;nbsp;sunblock&amp;nbsp;only to be greeted by heavy rain when we were about to start already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ok-h2XKPMk8/TiWl59hmQwI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Z-PJOZ8pWrs/s1600/105_5089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ok-h2XKPMk8/TiWl59hmQwI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Z-PJOZ8pWrs/s640/105_5089.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The rafts and the guides took so long to arrive that CJ and I decided to go on a little random hiking &amp;nbsp;to pass the time. Saw a hill so we just climbed an followed where the path would take us. We got too carried away that we were able to make it really high where there was nothing but bamboos surrounding us and the ground was real muddy. Got splinters on the way back. Remind us to wear gloves the next time we go hiking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2hYAND0XU4/TiWmqmHEMyI/AAAAAAAAA98/Dn_oFmY_euY/s1600/105_5113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2hYAND0XU4/TiWmqmHEMyI/AAAAAAAAA98/Dn_oFmY_euY/s640/105_5113.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Finuhlee! They arrived along with group of other people who would be rafting with us. &amp;nbsp;By the looks of CJ's face, we are just about ready to hit the rapids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'll be posting more photos soon of the raft formal. Keep posted mudafakas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-2371694798140890557?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2371694798140890557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2371694798140890557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2371694798140890557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='Braving the CDO River Rapids'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TwNLrHIjlgU/TiWmSsfVDaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/msoluotptCY/s72-c/105_5095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-935366063273573958</id><published>2011-07-16T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:55:56.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extreme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dahilayan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bukidnon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cagayan de oro'/><title type='text'>Forever and a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Okay before you say anything about my cheesy title, I'm going to explain why it is so. Since CJ's mom is here in the Philippines, she's been treating her relatives including me to places here in CDO especially the tourist spots if that's what you call it. But anyways, first off it was at Dahilayan then River Rafting. And the activities we have come to engage ourselves in happen to resemble the ones Kc and Sam had in their movie, Forever and A Day except for the Tinago part. We're planning to go this week but then I can't wait anymore because I've been too lazy making a new post. I guess this is just me getting old. :( But anyways.. The photos below will be are only from Dahilayan because I'm lazy like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Going to Dahilayan proper is a really long and bumpy ride though. Bringing your own vehicle is suggested. Good thing CJ's uncle was a good driver, we got there in one piece. There were also renovations being done to the road which is a good sign that they're starting to make the place feel more welcome and comfortable for visitors to go to via smooth roads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb6y2PBLUP8/TiIs8gM26ZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/XKFHqLP974Q/s1600/105_4877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb6y2PBLUP8/TiIs8gM26ZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/XKFHqLP974Q/s640/105_4877.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Notice the behind me? Forest Park. They're&amp;nbsp;still&amp;nbsp;growing out the red flowers inside the lettering. The same way there were construction people around building additional landscapes and rides to the place I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hteey15II3Q/TiItF-re6JI/AAAAAAAAA8w/R3-q1b9muVM/s1600/105_4883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hteey15II3Q/TiItF-re6JI/AAAAAAAAA8w/R3-q1b9muVM/s640/105_4883.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We we we so excited! This was before the&amp;nbsp;rappelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWdFMi3IBmc/TiItNuMwInI/AAAAAAAAA80/2DnVYp8C7vU/s1600/105_4917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWdFMi3IBmc/TiItNuMwInI/AAAAAAAAA80/2DnVYp8C7vU/s640/105_4917.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The Superman zipline! It's called Superman cuz you get to spread out your arms throughout the whole ride thus you will feel like you're actually Superman! Gawd, this ride was so long it got awkward after the first few seconds that I was screaming. But it was really cool. It was scary looking down and knowing how high we were at the zip line. I was just hoping that I land on a pine tree in case my harness broke. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BGLHoCrMaE/TiItgiKzB3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/NTyNBTE-ExI/s1600/105_4950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BGLHoCrMaE/TiItgiKzB3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/NTyNBTE-ExI/s640/105_4950.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then we tried Zorbing. It was short but crazy. Only like about 30 seconds. :/ But for those who tried it, it's more than enough. I was screaming the whole time out of enjoyment. CJ was screaming that he was going to pee his pants off. Tsk. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpzPjzyNM_c/TiItVHVBdyI/AAAAAAAAA84/_KquBGO3Z9M/s1600/105_4920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpzPjzyNM_c/TiItVHVBdyI/AAAAAAAAA84/_KquBGO3Z9M/s640/105_4920.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3c0E7mlv_ik/TiItbPJpOVI/AAAAAAAAA88/h5Autzewy58/s1600/105_4926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3c0E7mlv_ik/TiItbPJpOVI/AAAAAAAAA88/h5Autzewy58/s640/105_4926.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UzlVPtTG7Xk/TiIuEezMQEI/AAAAAAAAA9U/PoY0-mAGjSc/s1600/105_5040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UzlVPtTG7Xk/TiIuEezMQEI/AAAAAAAAA9U/PoY0-mAGjSc/s640/105_5040.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-in6-1JplzXo/TiItl3sAfMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zQeNF3Q07Go/s1600/105_4979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-in6-1JplzXo/TiItl3sAfMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zQeNF3Q07Go/s640/105_4979.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Got to play around at the Forest park. I don't think it's advisable that kids play at some of those things in that place though. They were pretty dangerous and CJ fell on the ground after overdoing the run-around-the-wheel thingamajiggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQUWodFlQ04/TiIt6Zey-ZI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Kwfdjk6y39M/s1600/105_5011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQUWodFlQ04/TiIt6Zey-ZI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Kwfdjk6y39M/s640/105_5011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The kids got to experience a mini-Dahilayan version of their own. I think theirs is cooler though. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZdFj5oGrSY/TiItvUG3-qI/AAAAAAAAA9I/xeIlGant8Mo/s1600/105_4992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZdFj5oGrSY/TiItvUG3-qI/AAAAAAAAA9I/xeIlGant8Mo/s640/105_4992.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oI75OJvo4fE/TiIt0y1RPFI/AAAAAAAAA9M/U4CXYko2NWo/s1600/105_5008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oI75OJvo4fE/TiIt0y1RPFI/AAAAAAAAA9M/U4CXYko2NWo/s640/105_5008.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Whilst looking around, we spotted this adorable golden retriever just sitting on the side looking lonely. One of the people who worked there told us the dog's name was Zamba. A pretty exotic sounding name if you ask me. Was hesitant to touch him at first but he was friendly. Too friendly. :/ He started chewing and licking CJ's cap and wouldn't let go of it. I still think he's adowubble. *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6c3KQgkb2Y/TiIuMgZdXXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UmBn7tqNR3g/s1600/105_5042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6c3KQgkb2Y/TiIuMgZdXXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UmBn7tqNR3g/s640/105_5042.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We went to grab some snack at Del Monte Clubhouse. And when I say snack, I mean feast! Hahaha! I guess that sum's up that days adventure. I'll be keeping these tags as remembrance for this awesome day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Keep posted! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-935366063273573958?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/935366063273573958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/forever-and-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/935366063273573958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/935366063273573958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/forever-and-day.html' title='Forever and a Day'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb6y2PBLUP8/TiIs8gM26ZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/XKFHqLP974Q/s72-c/105_4877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-1436209519232133577</id><published>2011-07-09T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:54:29.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>I miss my friends :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cj's mom has just arrived from the US. Twas really nervous. IDK why. It's his mom derr. :/ But anyways, got a lot of goodies as in a lot and not that I'm complaining. I don't mind at all. ;) She's going to be staying here for three weeks and next week's plan is to go to Dahilayan with them. I'm sooooo exciiiited! Oh btw, I don't think I work for my 32 year old Korean student anymore since he'll be pretty busy managing his business. What a relief! &amp;nbsp;But this means no more mooolaaaahhh :( But yeah, the past weeks have been pretty blah.. :/ I miss my friends. I miss ALL the English majors. I miss hanging out with them. I miss the bonding. It's pretty hard to find a common schedule to hang out together considering that we all have conflicting schedules with our own lives. SO SAD :( I need laag as in something new to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyways, photo updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjhpSzOqu0k/Thh7ScU51AI/AAAAAAAAA8g/cRMBpiKeXFY/s1600/105_4796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjhpSzOqu0k/Thh7ScU51AI/AAAAAAAAA8g/cRMBpiKeXFY/s640/105_4796.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mickey likes sleeping at weird places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aZ-pR4lx6w/Thh7XU8ThsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/S03iRMJpFSE/s1600/105_4813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aZ-pR4lx6w/Thh7XU8ThsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/S03iRMJpFSE/s640/105_4813.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While waiting for his mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaSGowR0uFk/Thh7awAY-MI/AAAAAAAAA8o/jdSDpwArHcM/s1600/105_4828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaSGowR0uFk/Thh7awAY-MI/AAAAAAAAA8o/jdSDpwArHcM/s640/105_4828.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-1436209519232133577?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1436209519232133577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-miss-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1436209519232133577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/1436209519232133577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-miss-my-friends.html' title='I miss my friends :('/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjhpSzOqu0k/Thh7ScU51AI/AAAAAAAAA8g/cRMBpiKeXFY/s72-c/105_4796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-867643975801564769</id><published>2011-07-02T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:55:12.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When all hope is gone and you think that I have finally abandoned my blog, think again. Worry not my adoring fans for I am back to give you another dose of some pieces of my mind and random musings. Ohh how much I've missed talking nonsense here. Hehe. But anyways, this post is only intended to update you of my awesome life since I have been gone for quite awhile. &amp;nbsp;I've been busy these past few weeks juggling&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;family,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;friendships, school, alcohol and work. Yes, I have a job. BAHAHA. The following are what's new and what's up &amp;nbsp;the whole time I was ignoring this blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; I've been teaching part-time at Hawks and Eagles learning center. I'm home-based so I teach students at home, mostly Koreans. My first students were sisters, one was 8 and the other was 12. Their names are Irene and Rachel, respectively. Despite being underpaid and having only one opportunity to be with those kids, I got pretty attached especially to Rachel. Mostly because she thinks I am pretty which her little sister did not think I was. :/ Haha. And because she was brushing my hair after study time and nothing feels better than having your hair played with by a 12 year old girl. :D No wonder teaching is a passion. The perks are pretty unexpected. If I was just after the money, I would've not given a second thought on pursuing teaching them despite the small salary. But meh.. my regular schedule with them did not work so I had to quit. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now, I teach a 32-year old Korean, Mr. Yoo. We meet in the mornings where for the first part I teach him how to pronounce certain words correctly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VF9Jy0oWC4k/Tg-qxHUZO2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/iwAusE4qiqg/s1600/PICT0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VF9Jy0oWC4k/Tg-qxHUZO2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/iwAusE4qiqg/s320/PICT0003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's a few of the word drills we do. I'm amazed at how I'm pretty much a&amp;nbsp;pronunciation&amp;nbsp;whore when it comes to saying words. I never stop repeating to him a word until he gets it right. It kinda hard to keep myself from laughing when he makes funny sounds when pronouncing words especially ones with the letter Z. But being the professional teacher that I will be, I try to keep my composure and not laugh at his mistakes and instead&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I demonstrate to him how it is correctly pronounce via tongue, teeth, position and how air passage or vocalization should be done. Oh devah meh ganun? :b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And &amp;nbsp;then the second part, we just have a conversation. It gets challenging to have a conversation with him since he's very reserved and answers modestly to my open-ended questions. Sometimes I have to think fast on what to talk about next because I don't ever want to have dead air and deal with those long&amp;nbsp;awkward&amp;nbsp;silences EVER again like the first time we met where he interviewed me. But meh.. I guess I can use my normally talkative self to my advantage :b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Being a Prof. Ed. student is keeling meeee. I SWEAR TO GOD. The endless requirements. I hate that this course makes it sound like being a teacher is like being a saint. It just discourages me from what I really see in teaching which is actually quite fun. Despite the many requirements, I find it fun to be with my classmates. I'm just starting to get to know them and they're not that bad at all. Imagine hanging out with people from different walks of life. I consider myself lucky. :b But still.. the books, the homework, the requirements. :'( Having plenty of free time makes you appreciate being busy but having so many things to do DOES make you appreciate a good rest. :( Imagine if I actually became a teacher (which I btw I already am but in like the real, REAL classroom setting full of kids). DX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/i&gt;I've been spending a lot of time with teh CJ. Hehe. Nothing new just the usual DVD marathons. Trying out new places and just food trippin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-So2AB4_8YNI/Tg-wCQkOKsI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/aI8RfdAEcCo/s1600/105_4785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-So2AB4_8YNI/Tg-wCQkOKsI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/aI8RfdAEcCo/s400/105_4785.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qDvWe_SwJs/Tg-wDkV-udI/AAAAAAAAA7U/8p6NS3F_D2k/s1600/105_4788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qDvWe_SwJs/Tg-wDkV-udI/AAAAAAAAA7U/8p6NS3F_D2k/s400/105_4788.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMYYPurIBvY/Tg-xPeTca0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/zkl4GNKQgcM/s1600/PICT0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMYYPurIBvY/Tg-xPeTca0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/zkl4GNKQgcM/s640/PICT0015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ueW9jdFshtE/Tg-xRUOnjUI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mzcAaWFEEnk/s1600/PICT0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ueW9jdFshtE/Tg-xRUOnjUI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mzcAaWFEEnk/s640/PICT0048.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AgZO9h9nhU/Tg-xS2-tOOI/AAAAAAAAA7g/5NVIMv0MFrM/s1600/PICT0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AgZO9h9nhU/Tg-xS2-tOOI/AAAAAAAAA7g/5NVIMv0MFrM/s640/PICT0078.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;/i&gt;Since mom was away for the week, Dad took us with him to his office party at some resort which I do not know what the name is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Got really bored hanging out with the old people and went with Katrina instead who happened to be in another resort that was just nearby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRaBKCgfdew/Tg-yWhuv0LI/AAAAAAAAA7o/WnEbEYZELcQ/s1600/PICT0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hRaBKCgfdew/Tg-yWhuv0LI/AAAAAAAAA7o/WnEbEYZELcQ/s320/PICT0147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oxx2fcEzFjM/Tg-zJr-hTWI/AAAAAAAAA7w/HUCivd6s3Yc/s1600/PICT0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oxx2fcEzFjM/Tg-zJr-hTWI/AAAAAAAAA7w/HUCivd6s3Yc/s400/PICT0126.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4R1VGc4a9U/Tg-yY-p_UTI/AAAAAAAAA7s/NTo3HXWuRck/s1600/PICT0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4R1VGc4a9U/Tg-yY-p_UTI/AAAAAAAAA7s/NTo3HXWuRck/s400/PICT0161.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Had so much playing with her cousins then I realized I enjoy the company of kids which is a good sign I guess. :/ had so much fun but was really exhausted after. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That will be all for now. Since I'll might be busy for a long-ass time again, I'll be leaving you with something to awe at while I'm out. Heehee. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8OtSTv30_o"&gt;And a little something to make you smile. &lt;/a&gt;Keep posted! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-feiUdBBlF84/Tg-zR0FpolI/AAAAAAAAA70/gLODY9R-9Hg/s1600/PICT0015+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-feiUdBBlF84/Tg-zR0FpolI/AAAAAAAAA70/gLODY9R-9Hg/s640/PICT0015+%25282%2529.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-867643975801564769?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/867643975801564769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/867643975801564769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/867643975801564769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VF9Jy0oWC4k/Tg-qxHUZO2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/iwAusE4qiqg/s72-c/PICT0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-5154331609863771288</id><published>2011-06-13T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:25:57.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Bekbektorya Secret Perpyum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nakita ko rani sa&lt;i&gt; "school"&lt;/i&gt; nga folder sa akong USB. Nahinumduman lang nako ang kakataw-anan og kaulit nga akong nabati sa akong mga naagian bahin ani nga file. Kini mao ang script nga akong gihimo para sa commercial presentation sa usa ka clase nako nga major.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Paris-paris ang presentation busa nagkasinabot mi sa akong sood nga amiga si Katrina Lou Sayson a.k.a Dakog Bagtak, nga kami ang magpares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nabilar ko og binuhatay ani nga script samtang ang Dakog Bagtak toa na sa ilang balay sa Macabalan maayo kaayo ang bikangkang gahagok kay ana lagi ko ako na bahala sa tanan kai siya ang naka huna huna sa concept.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Grabi ang akong kasapot og kapungot sa akong YAWA nga maestra nga dili nako nganlan diri kai makasohan palang ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clue:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Usa ni siya sa kinatas-ang miyembro sa Pawerpapgerls sa usa sa mga Department sa Sibyer. &lt;/b&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt; Unya ingnan lang dayon mi niya "WALA'Y NADA!!!" og uban pang mga sakit nga komento. Pagkahuman namog memorays sa mga linya with matching props nga perpyum bottles para mura gyud og true unya sayun-sayunon lang diay mi &amp;nbsp;niya ingon nga WALAY NADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Akong gibati ato nga panahona para saiya, lami ba kaayo ibu-bo saimong ba-ba ang perpyum namo nga Humba, Pansit, Bam-e og Ginamos flavor. Gusto nako labnoton iyang fly-away nga buhok og bugtoon iyang mga borloloy pero wala koy mabuhat kai studyante lang ko ug usa pa, mas dako siya og lawas kaysa sa ako busa wala nalang ko nipatol. Pero okay na karon, gi-B ra gihapon ko niya sa kinaulahian so peace na kuno mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pero anyway, ang concept sa among product kai Bekbektorya Secret Perpyum Collection. Basaha nalang para makabalo ka nganong gisapot kaayo among maestra sa amoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(In the mall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; *puzzled face* &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Where is that smell coming from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*tries to look for the smell*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My gosh, WHERE IS THAT SMELL COMING FROM?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*looks harder*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*ends up finding the smell on a lady*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Excuse me miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Yes? What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina:&lt;/b&gt; I don’t mean to interrupt but I just couldn’t help but notice your scent. It smells so good. So good that.. uhm.. sorry that I have to say this but it’s so good I feel like I want to eat you. May I ask what perfume you are using?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Oh it’s alright. I don’t mind at all. I get that all the time. I’m wearing Bikbiktoria Secret perfume Humba flavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina:&lt;/b&gt; What?! Humba flavor? You’ve gotta be kidding me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, humba flavor! Haven’t you heard? Food smelling scents are the new “it” perfumes now! And Bikbiktoria Secret is the leading brand to sell these perfumes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina: &lt;/b&gt;Oh my. I haven’t been updated with the popular trends lately. No wonder why my husband doesn’t want me around the house whenever I wear&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;my Bambeyni rose perfume. He avoids me like I’m some kind of disease. I almost thought something was wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Whaaat? You wear that stuff? I’d understand why your husband is avoiding you. Men hate those flowery scents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina:&lt;/b&gt; But what’s wrong with smelling like flowers? They smell good. I don’t understand why my husband would want to avoid somebody who smelt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Madame, everything’s changed now. Men don’t like all that girly scents on women anymore. They are a pain to the nostrils and the smell makes you dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina:&lt;/b&gt; You have a point. Wow, I didn’t know things like this were changing already. Could you tell me more? About this food scents and Bikbiktoria Secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; I’d be happy to! Have you ever smelt that insanely good smell whenever crushed garlic is being fried? Or that smell of fresh bacon being served on your table? Don’t you just want that smell to stay on your nose forever? It smells so good you’d never really want that smell to go away don’t you? But you can’t so you end up keeping on sniffing just to grasp that delicious smell in your nose. Good news is, scientists have come up with a way to make duplicate these food scents, say for example a garlic, transfer the garlic scents in bottles, sell them at stores and voila! You have a brand new garlic flavored perfume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina: &lt;/b&gt;Oh wow. Food flavor scents! I never knew something like this was possible in my lifetime. Tell&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;me more please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;: &lt;/b&gt;Well, if you want to smell delicious like me then you should only settle for the best there is out there then. Buy the new Bikbiktoria Secret Sud-an scents series. This scent series is composed of the flavored scents that are sought after by the masses today. Introducing! Sampayna flavor. Humba flavor which is what I’m wearing right now. Bam-e flavor. Nangka flavor. And last but not the least, this flavor gets sold out in almost all branches, Ginamos flavor! Go get your own bottle now! Only for Php 1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina:&lt;/b&gt; Oh my gosh! I’m so excited! I have to get one now. I’ll get the Ginamos flavor please! Thank you so much for sharing this great stuff to me! My husband will be so pleased he won’t be able to take his hands off me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; I’m glad to help a fellow woman ma’am. By the way, my name’s &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. And you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina: &lt;/b&gt;Oh, I’m Katrina. By the way, I have to go now. I can’t wait to go home and try this on my husband. Again, thank you so much for helping me. Bye now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 3pt; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: dotted windowtext 3.0pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Eden&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; I’m excited for you. Bye! Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: dotted windowtext 3.0pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina and Eden: New Bikbiktoria Secret Sud-an series! Watch out this February 14 2011 as we release our newest flavors. Monggos flavor. Durian flavor and Hinun-on flavor. With more scents to choose from, it’s sure that you won’t have a hard time making your partners fall inlove with you even more! Get one, NOW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-5154331609863771288?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5154331609863771288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/bekbektorya-secret-perpyum.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5154331609863771288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5154331609863771288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/bekbektorya-secret-perpyum.html' title='Bekbektorya Secret Perpyum'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-5032966217176916732</id><published>2011-06-12T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:56:44.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>First week of Prof. Ed.</title><content type='html'>My first week as a Professional Education student has just begun and I'm not sure if I should be happy or miserable being one. First off, there's the schedule which is only during Thursdays and Fridays from 5:30 until 8:30 and then Saturdays from 8 am til 5pm. My schedule avails me an abundant amount of free time on weekdays but the length and time of my classes are painfully long and not to mention they are strategically &amp;nbsp;scheduled on weekends by some force of nature that prohibits me from having fun . DX &amp;nbsp;One thing I like though is the environment. The upside of having classes late in the evening and on weekends is that it is a very conducive to our learning. There's just a right amount of students in the subjects I have taken and there are no stupid students running around the hallways shouting calling each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers, I have no problem with and I most especially adore all of them except for this one teacher&amp;nbsp;in my morning class. She's middle aged, and tries too hard to keep the class awake in a lame joyous manner while she is talking about cliche things about teaching which just makes me even more sleepier. The rest, I find them all pleasant and very effective teachers which makes them perfect for teaching a class about teaching. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the teachers, there are the classmates. Nope, I am not stuck with immature, loud bastards they call undergrads but instead, I am with graduate students, some have jobs and families already. Some are planning to take their Master's degree after this. I also have this one classmate who reminds me of my mom every time I catch a glimpse of her. Not because they look alike but because she is so mommish in a way that she's already 42 and she dresses mature aaand she knows my family on my father's side. She sometimes starts conversations with me by which I reply&amp;nbsp;awkwardly&amp;nbsp;in long responses as if I am interested at all and because I don't want to sound rude by replying in monosyllabic words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Saturday, everybody has gotten to know each other already and others have paired up with each other. I don't know if it's just the introvert in me but I refuse to make small talk with my classmates just because I am very uncomfortable talking to people I am not familiar with. One has come up to me and had a long enough conversation with me to last the normal span by which normal acquaintances do. I am thankful friendly people exist because I myself have too much pride in myself to not make the first move and I kind of want to give out the impression that I'm snobbish. What I do to fill up the non-social life that I have in the classroom though is to read, eat and sleep. I like it better that way. Heehee. But nonetheless, I do like my classmates. There is so much to learn from each one of them and as time passes, maybe I will want to talk to them even more besides the just casual small talks with each other. But for now, I will still be the snobby new classmate that I always have been. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bye for nows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-5032966217176916732?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5032966217176916732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-week-of-prof-ed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5032966217176916732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/5032966217176916732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-week-of-prof-ed.html' title='First week of Prof. Ed.'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8910078473644929968</id><published>2011-06-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:54:39.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><title type='text'>Applying the law of attraction on my enrollment dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Have you read the book The Secret? It’s quite the buzz in the book market recently considering the title that it has sounds quite intriguing to just about anyone who wants to know what the “secret” is. My brother has the book and I have seen its DVD counterpart when it was viewed in my class in a major subject. The book basically talks about the law of attraction and that the secret to having the good life can all be found in that little coconut sized head of yours. Yes, your mind, brain, intellect. Whatever. Basta! Anything located at the top most of the temple that is your body which involves thinking. How is it a secret you ask? Well, the law of attraction tells us that we attract what is like of us. I’m quite sceptical on the examples they have shown in the video though. I don’t think it is that easy to acquire a certain material just by constantly thinking of it. I think what the book means is that the energy that we carry attract energy that surrounds us. Why am I talking about this? Well let me tell you about the series of events that happened today and yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;June 6, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I am on my way to school to accomplish the requirements asked by the school admissions so that I can enrol on the next course that I want which is Professional Education. The requirements that is a medical and dental certificate, a 1x1 picture and my transcript of records. I go around Divisoria first and look for a place that accepts printing of ID pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I have gone out from three internet cafes feeling frustrated because my needs weren’t met. Either the person in charge did not know how to make duplicates of my picture or the service took too long. I kept swearing and showing my frustration in front of the café clerk. I didn’t care. They did not comply with the service that I wanted and I was really mad. To add to that, CJ was running late so I lashed out my anger on him thus ending up in a huge fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I go inside school with the ID pictures in hand but still trying to calm myself from earlier. I go to the registrar to claim my T.O.R., and then I wait for them to look for it. Turns out, they tell me they cannot release it yet since my application for graduation hasn’t been approved by ChEd. My heart sank in disappointment because I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;do anything to change the stupid situation I was stuck in. It won't be until Thursday that my application will be approved by which the next day is the last day of enrolment and it was important that I REALLY HAD TO ENROL ASAP. To add to that, the front desk guy tossed my claim form rudely like he was mad at me for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I go to the College of Education to ask if a T.O.R. is really necessary and they insisted that it shouldn’t be required anymore. With that, I go to the admissions to submit all of the requirements except for my T.O.R. The front desk girl examines my papers and asks me the dreaded question I did not want to hear, “Miss, where is your T.O.R.?”. I told her the College of Educ. said it was okay and long story short I debated with the one of the heads of admissions and kept going back and forth from there to the College of Education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;By that time, I was pretty tired already. I was so frustrated I could not count the times I was on the verge of crying because everything was not going my way AT ALL. And to add to that, while paying at the finance building, the clerk addresses me in a very insulting manner. Very unprofessional at all! And to think that this was a private and Jesuit school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Right then and there, I resented the fact that most of the employees of Xavier were very rude and arrogant and that I didn’t want to&amp;nbsp;enroll&amp;nbsp;in this stupid good for nothing school anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;My mom advices me about this TESL course in another school. I go to Don Mariano College to inquire about their English courses. I was still trying to calm myself &amp;nbsp;down while panting because I did not know the ways around Don Mariano and I literally circled the whole campus just to look for the English Department only to find out that it was not the right place to ask about the course that I was interested in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Good thing retail therapy was waiting for me at Ketkai so I went there and bought new pairs of shoes &amp;nbsp;and watched a movie with CJ. We made up and he took me to the place where I go to commute. When I got home, I cleaned myself up then went right away to the rocking chair outside to relax, &amp;nbsp;listen to bossa nova and let the cold night breeze calm my very, VERY tense nerves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I was thinking how unbelievably terrible my day was. I cried because it felt like some kind of force in the &amp;nbsp;universe was out there trying to get to me. Then CJ told me the best advice he’s always given me but I never bothered to take before, “If you keep thinking of negative things, you’re bound to fail because that’s all you ever think of yourself to be. Try staying positive and don’t worry, everything will be okay.” Simple as that. I took his advice and the next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;June 7, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I went to school pretty early so that I can get many things done for the day. It was raining hard so I decided to wear boots despite the peculiarity of wearing them in a tropical country like this. I go to the finance building to get a priority number and sat at one of the waiting chairs. I was playing Tetris the whole time while imagining positive things in my head. I was imagining that the rude clerk was kneeling in front of me begging for mercy after the way he treated me yesterday then I forgave the stupid rude clerk right after I let him kiss my brand new pretty ballet flats. &amp;nbsp;I thought maybe he was having a bad first day from all these students after a long day’s work. After all, only two clerks were available yesterday and also today. It's gets pretty tiring to count money while sitting down in an&amp;nbsp;air-conditioned&amp;nbsp;office you know. *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Despite the dreadful wait, the machine finally called out my number and I went up to pay. I go to the admissions office and re-submit my requirements. Fortunately, the front desk person did not ask for my T.O.R, yet, and gave me my application form. They told me to just get a note from the registrar that my T.O.R. &amp;nbsp;be given later on. I go to the registrar to ask for a note but the front desk guy tells me that my &amp;nbsp;T.O.R.&amp;nbsp; is already available for claiming so I arrange payment needed to be paid ad all is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Long story short, the things I had to go through today was doubled from yesterday and compared to that, today was much, much better. Why? Because I had a positive mind-set. I realized that yesterday, I was very impatient, rude and arrogant to the people around me. That kind of attitude attracted the wrong kind of reaction I did not want to get from people. But today, I thought, I should be patient when waiting for my turn. I should not cut in line. I should be nicer to the clerk. I should stay calm if something does not go my way. I should think of good, nice, pleasant, pretty things. Candy-coated rainbows, gay unicorns and sugary stuff like that. And you know what? It totally worked! I don’t know what it is but it really did work. That’ how powerful ones thinking can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;If you’re set out to think that you will have a bad day, it will drive you to give out the wrong attitude which can result in bad reactions from your environment. But if you think with a different mindset, a positive one then rest assured that anything bad that comes your way is seen as a stepping stone to a greater reward ahead. You just need to be patient. It's may sound cliche but it IS key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;I then tried to imagine myself 5 or 10 years from now, surely there will be greater challenges lying ahead that will cause frustrations just waiting to come at me to destroy me. I just hope I'll still be able to apply this advice even then. It sounds delusional when you give this advice to a person who might be in deep shit that staying positive just wont do it but hey, attraction? It's a law. It must be somewhat if not mostly true if you believe in it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;We are all bound to be adults facing the cruel world out there by ourselves without the aid of our mommies and daddies by our side. Then again, let me reiterate, all the counsel that I can aid you &amp;nbsp;is to BE POSITIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8058854456755520318-8910078473644929968?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8910078473644929968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/applying-law-of-attraction-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8910078473644929968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8910078473644929968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/applying-law-of-attraction-during.html' title='Applying the law of attraction on my enrollment dilemma'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3943283231980192802</id><published>2011-06-02T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:55:56.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Tumblr! x_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Oh God. I just had the guts to delete my Tumblr account. No more purdee pictures, no more funny jokes, no more awesome GIFS. :(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It is hard to part with something I have come to own for a very long time but I guess it comes with being an adult. You just have to let go of some things. I really didn't think owning a Tumblr was that beneficial to my life anways. Emo much? I figured that life would be less stressful if I minimized the accounts that I had to manage. All the accounts that I need to update from time to time from now on are just my Facebook and Blogspot account. Besides the fact that I won't be updated of the people I would like to be updated on Tumblr, I don't have to worry since Tumblr user's websites can be viewed sans Tumblr account. But still, it feels like a part of me has just been taken away. I did it out of impulse but I guess I needed that impulse to do what was right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sigh*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;still..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Oh Well, there's still you Blogspot! You're way much better than Tumblr, formatting-wise. ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Keep posted everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3943283231980192802?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3943283231980192802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-tumblr-xx.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3943283231980192802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3943283231980192802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-tumblr-xx.html' title='Goodbye Tumblr! x_x'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3999326226365918659</id><published>2011-05-27T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:58:45.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Two Million Stupid Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBEXaSL31fU/Td_kGCmPE9I/AAAAAAAAA4M/4RTAlzfM93g/s1600/tumblr_lluz2qXgVY1qa23o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBEXaSL31fU/Td_kGCmPE9I/AAAAAAAAA4M/4RTAlzfM93g/s1600/tumblr_lluz2qXgVY1qa23o2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I've actually eyed on this DVD for quite awhile at the DVD store but I didn't recommend it to CJ since judging from the title, it suggests that the movie IS stupid hence the title. Coincidentally, he happens to include it in the new set of DVDs he just bought. Didn't know if it was going to be a win or lose situation but after watching the movie it was a defo win for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The movie is about a girl named Melissa who is on her way to celebrate her birthday complete with her sparkly dress, shoes and a princess tiara. On what seemed to be a great night, she catches her boyfriend getting a blowjob from another girl. So bummer! A guy that she has dated for quite some time cheated on her with a blond bimbo. Her birthday is ruined. She gets drunk with her two bestfriends, Anna and Todd, and a light bulb moment comes into her and decides to spend the night giving a visit to all of her exes and asking them to tell her the line, "You're stupid, pathetic and should leave me alone". She asks them to do so hoping that by hearing those words, she'll be able to have closure in all of her past relationships including the one that has just recently ended. Okay this is too much give aways. Watch the movie for yourself if you like the storyline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My comments? I'll be using&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;'s instead of bullets since they're being such a task not allowing me to put space in between my points. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay what the effy is seriously wrong with Anna's eyebrows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGevdB5pl5w/Td_kAbXj6bI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CwI5YNzL92M/s1600/tumblr_lluy9zbsWb1qa23o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGevdB5pl5w/Td_kAbXj6bI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CwI5YNzL92M/s1600/tumblr_lluy9zbsWb1qa23o2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;There is not one scene of her in the movie where I can't stop staring at her eyebrows instead of her whole face. Nevertheless, she still a pretty cute girl to me. Just weirded out by the eyebrows thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Melisa or Sarah Hall as what her screen name is, reminds me of a washed-up redhead version of Britney Spears. Not that Britney isn't washed up already. Her's is probably the character I like the most. She' wild, spontaneous, can pick up a fight and is a little crazy in the head. I don't know why she'd be hanging out with dorks such as Anna and Todd but I guess that's what real friends are for. My favorite scene was at the last part where she confronts the the cheating ex boyfriend and his mistress and exits the club feeling fulfilled of what she has done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;I DON'T LIKE TODD. I DON'T LIKE TODD. I DON'T LIKE TODD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;The thing that I can truly appreciate about this movie is the relationship of the three main characters. It's situations like these such as Melissa's where you can truly test how far your friends would go for you. It goes to the extent where they would bicker at each other because they are not the pretentious type of friends who do not want to hurt each other's feelings just to avoid conflict. Of course a true friend sometimes has to insult you in order for you to realize how stupid you are acting. No, a true friend does not do it just because he feels like it, he does it to protect you and prevent you from making stupid decisions. If all else fails that you don't want to take your friend's advice and there's no stopping you from doing stupid things, they will still be there with you despite the outcome of your actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;The message this movie is basically trying to send out there is that women outnumber men in this world. I have read somewhere that the ratio of women to men is 4:1. That's 4 women for each man. Pretty sad huh? Melissa's character's final realization is that after a girl is done with a guy, there will always be another girl ready to take that guy. The guy doesn't even have to try because girls will always be there. So she is trying to say all women who fight over a man are stupid because in the first place, it is not worth it to fight for someone who does not value you and takes you for granted thinking that there is someone out there ready to replace and take your place. Am I making any sense at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;K BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3999326226365918659?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3999326226365918659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-million-stupid-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3999326226365918659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3999326226365918659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-million-stupid-women.html' title='Two Million Stupid Women'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UBEXaSL31fU/Td_kGCmPE9I/AAAAAAAAA4M/4RTAlzfM93g/s72-c/tumblr_lluz2qXgVY1qa23o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-627295100548896385</id><published>2011-05-27T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:59:28.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Fast Five.. Fat cars, Rio Brazil and hot women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIkdTnpz3GM/Td-mhY84GOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/JLYBWnnv4es/s1600/fast-five-poster-teaser-fan-made.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIkdTnpz3GM/Td-mhY84GOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/JLYBWnnv4es/s640/fast-five-poster-teaser-fan-made.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Just watched Fat Five a few days ago. Wasn’t at all enthusiastic about watching it since the last four was good but not that memorable. After going out of the movie house, turned from unenthusiastic to TOTALLEEEHHH LOVE THIS ONE I WILL NOT FORGET THIS MOVIE FOR MAYBE THE NEXT FIVE YEARS. Couldn’t find a good enough poster of the movie and this was the best one I could get. :/ Okay comments will be on bullet form again. Heehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Is it just me or some movies lately happen to be on&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Rio&lt;/strong&gt;. E.g. Rio (Y’know, the bird movie..) Idk that’s only the movie that I recall being in Rio so far but I keep seeing that Christ the Redeemer Statue. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;At first, I wasn’t sure if I should like the whole plot of the movie. It’s like they’re supporting some grave criminal syndicate reality in the movie. Well, it kinda does with all the cars that they steal, destroying &amp;nbsp;a lot of city property while executing their plan and killing the big boss. Though the protagonists actions in the movie are justified. And besides, it’s just a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The movie pretty much reminded me of Ocean’s Eleven with all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I liked the whole cast except for Paul Walker and his girlfriend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;LAME LAME LAMOOOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don’t even know why they got the one of the main parts of movie. It’s not gangsta to have kids mayyyyyyn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like that Vin Diesel and Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson go against each other! Bald to bald, buff to buff. Heck yeah! I had a hard time comparing which of the two is buffer. I guess it’ll have to be The Rock considering his past in wrestling entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;THE GIRLS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;I’m not sure if I’m being accurate but I’m guessing all the girls starring in this movie are&amp;nbsp;Brazilian. Well, it is set in Rio, they might as well endorse one of it’s main attractions, the women. The motorcycle girl reminded me of&amp;nbsp;Miranda&amp;nbsp;Kerr while the police woman reminded me of a blonde Sandra Bullock except much hotter. Paul Walker’s wife? Doesn’t strike to me as significant. Just a typical&amp;nbsp;Latina&amp;nbsp;looking girl. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I’m&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;that there wasn’t as much race scenes as there should be. Especially the part where they go to the drag racing place in Rio and challenge the top dog in that place. All we get is an assumption that they won when they take home the car that they placed a bet on if they won. I like the car chase scene at the last part though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The conclusion of the movie was kewl with all of the cast showing off their flashy cars. Hot diggity dawgs! I particularly like the one with the Asian guy and the Miranda Kerr look a like girl and they go to Korea an' stuff. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Paul Walker’s is the lamest character in the movie and also has the lamest ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That’s just about it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-627295100548896385?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/627295100548896385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/fast-five-fat-cars-rio-brazil-and-hot_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/627295100548896385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/627295100548896385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/fast-five-fat-cars-rio-brazil-and-hot_27.html' title='Fast Five.. Fat cars, Rio Brazil and hot women'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIkdTnpz3GM/Td-mhY84GOI/AAAAAAAAA3M/JLYBWnnv4es/s72-c/fast-five-poster-teaser-fan-made.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-8010654075360739472</id><published>2011-05-27T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:00:38.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>The Warrior's Way.. Cowboys, samurais, cool fight scenes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtw5fGsCh5k/Td-pSH_mvNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/tVzjRk_gGIQ/s1600/warriors_way_poster_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtw5fGsCh5k/Td-pSH_mvNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/tVzjRk_gGIQ/s640/warriors_way_poster_large.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Looking at the poster, you would think this movie was one of those hardcore Jet-li like samurai/ninja whatever you call those people, warrior movies. And as read on the DVD cover, it is from the producers of LOTR so it might as well be good. Now that was a VERY wrong assumption. As usual, I shall use the power of the bullet option because I am incoherent that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I honestly cannot describe the movie with just one word. That is because overall, the movie is very inconsistent genre wise. It tries to be serious but I just can’t help but comment on the very bad writing of the script. Let me put it this way, bad writing, good cinematography.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In some of the scenes, I couldn’t tell if that certain part was supposed to make you laugh. Idk &amp;nbsp;really. Maybe it was just the bad writing and not to mention the narrator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Oh my God. The narrator. What kind of narrator would say so un-narrator like words such as “stuff”. Seriously? Aren’t narrators supposed to be omniscient in movies? They’re supposed to be wise and all the stuff. Not sound like some dumb teenage girl probably sitting on her desk writing some movie review who uses the word “stuff” on ideas she can’t express with big words. :| Lame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I just like the view and the characters costumes and stuff but plot and the feel of the movie? I don’t like it. An East meets West movie. They could’ve done better but I feel like they’ve relied too much on making it more of an eye candy to those who get a thrill in watching fight scenes and bloody&amp;nbsp;assassinations&amp;nbsp;instead of making a worthy plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like that Kate Bosworth still looks hot despit being so dust dirty. And her breasts look really huge in that corseted dress :b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Why the hell is the mayor a black midget guy? Can somebody please explain this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like the Asian guy. Forgot the actors name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I guess that will be all. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-8010654075360739472?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8010654075360739472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/warriors-way-cowboys-samurais-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8010654075360739472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/8010654075360739472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/warriors-way-cowboys-samurais-cool.html' title='The Warrior&apos;s Way.. Cowboys, samurais, cool fight scenes'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtw5fGsCh5k/Td-pSH_mvNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/tVzjRk_gGIQ/s72-c/warriors_way_poster_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7547192734849793477</id><published>2011-05-27T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:03:21.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Thor.. Chris Hemworth's abs. That will be all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bh23Q_9fOs/Td-mjqmYVOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XIHC8cS4oaQ/s1600/ThorMoviePoster120910-thumb-550x814-53042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bh23Q_9fOs/Td-mjqmYVOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XIHC8cS4oaQ/s640/ThorMoviePoster120910-thumb-550x814-53042.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Just watched my first ever 3D movie yesterday with CJ and it was Thor!!! or as I would like to call it&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;THOAAAAAWWRREE&lt;/strong&gt;!! At first, I couldn’t get what the fuss was all about and why he really wanted to watch the movie so much. Apathetic me somehow managed to ignore the fact that Thor is actually a movie by Marvel Entertainments and well, I have watched their movies alongside with fanboy CJ here and they are pretty good. Psssh! How was I supposed to know? I don’t read those Marvel Comics but yes, I totally do not regret paying half of the amount of the ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have a few things in mind that I would like to say about the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I hated the actor who played Thor at first because first of all, the hair obviously looks fake. The production could have done better. Second, he played the arrogant Thor so well I actually hated him but after seeing that topless scene and with all of the glory that Chris Hemsworth’s abs possess,&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;is forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;all the characters in Asgard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;ALL OF THEM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I hate Natalie Portman’s character. So blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I heard Alex Skarsgard was a leading candidate to play Marvel’s Thor. I find it funny cause Alex Skarsgard’s character in Trueblood is a thousand-year-old vampire who was a viking when he was still alive and uhh.. Thor is based on Viking mythology and not to mention his family name rhymes with the Kingdom that Thor’s father rules in. So I am sensing some kind of parallelism here. But I guess he was never cut out for the role. He is tooooo sexy to play the almighty Thor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It has piked my curiosity about the universe and constellations and all those thingies shit. But it’s just fiction and Viking mythology. But who knows right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So what do I have to say about 3D movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;IT WAS RIGHT IN MY FACE YOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7547192734849793477?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7547192734849793477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/thor-chris-hemworths-abs-that-will-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7547192734849793477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7547192734849793477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/thor-chris-hemworths-abs-that-will-be.html' title='Thor.. Chris Hemworth&apos;s abs. That will be all'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bh23Q_9fOs/Td-mjqmYVOI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XIHC8cS4oaQ/s72-c/ThorMoviePoster120910-thumb-550x814-53042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-2093076137738682320</id><published>2011-05-27T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:05:35.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The New Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KN7p3iP8F9Q/Td-kq99oyCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0voTfGlFn2Q/s1600/101_4179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KN7p3iP8F9Q/Td-kq99oyCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0voTfGlFn2Q/s640/101_4179.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;CSI Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This new bar where you can Chow, Sing and Inom. Hahahaha. Get it? CSI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyways, this place just opened recently like a month ago and I’ve already had good and bad memories of this place. We were given a looooot of free food on their first night hence the event which took place which I will be mentioning below. The whole place I guess is okay. I expected the chairs to be more sophisticated besides the ones that they have which is just plain wood. I like the bar and the swingy chairs they have though. They have a cool way of naming the food in their menu such as their finger food as “Finger Prints”. HAHAHAHA. Get it? Cause it’s CSI and you know.. Finger Prints? Hahaha! Okay I stop nao but anyways the only thing I would say I hate about this place is the Kamikaze. It makes me puke every time I drink it. I feel the same exact way the name stands for. I feel like a pilot who wants to commit suicide except that with me, it’s puking. Bleeehh :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-2093076137738682320?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2093076137738682320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-bar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2093076137738682320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/2093076137738682320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-bar.html' title='The New Bar'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KN7p3iP8F9Q/Td-kq99oyCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0voTfGlFn2Q/s72-c/101_4179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-3741335983725657705</id><published>2011-05-27T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:50:39.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Excited for Pretty Little Liars 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36KyiUKKPrg/Td-kPHwkklI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ITqFTyd_iaQ/s1600/tumblr_lld605rgk21qgg6vco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36KyiUKKPrg/Td-kPHwkklI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ITqFTyd_iaQ/s1600/tumblr_lld605rgk21qgg6vco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I can’t say this is the best series ever but I can’t wait either for the second season to be out on DVD! This show reminds me of the movie Jawbreaker, except that this one’s extended. I like the fatty turned pretty queen bee that is Hanna, the beauty and brains that is Spencer and the exotic sporty lesbian girl that is Emily. I hate that midget Aria who apparently is the only midget of the group which automatically makes her the main star I guess. :/ Sore much. Nevertheless, I love this show and will watch&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;religiously in the shortest duration of time gaps you have when watching a series the minute I get a DVD copy of this. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-3741335983725657705?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3741335983725657705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/excited-for-pretty-little-liars-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3741335983725657705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/3741335983725657705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/excited-for-pretty-little-liars-2.html' title='Excited for Pretty Little Liars 2!'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36KyiUKKPrg/Td-kPHwkklI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ITqFTyd_iaQ/s72-c/tumblr_lld605rgk21qgg6vco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-7911017212430112926</id><published>2011-05-27T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:22:18.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream Nation-Stoners, suicidal teachers and hippies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaJ8ykXbBDs/Td-ih-scWRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ez_BVoL3ov0/s1600/o-daydream-nation-movie-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaJ8ykXbBDs/Td-ih-scWRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ez_BVoL3ov0/s1600/o-daydream-nation-movie-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Daydream Nation.. Aaahh. What do I have to say about this movie. It bored the hell out of me. I wasn’t marveled at all my Kat Denning’s character’s thoughts, they are pretty stupid considering she is only in high school. I admire her guts to be able to take in all those criticisms about her being a slut though. I mean it is kind of true. Trying to seduce a teacher then using a stoner guy to release her frustrations after being jealous of her teacher boyfriend’s date with another teacher. That teacher guy is not hot by the way plus he is a psycho who happens to be obsessed with all the girlfriends that he has. Psycho=NOT sexy. Plus, he’s an English teacher who is a frustrated writer who’s work pretty much sucks. He kind of reminds me of myself but in a more toned down way. I wouldn’t shoot myself just because someone dumped me. Haha *winkwink*. Aaaaand I have this funny ambition of being a writer someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don’t mean to be shallow but I think the movie tried too hard to be what it was supposed to be. But I guess any hipster would like this movie. If you like Christmas lights on beds, poetry, and lots of fornication then this is the mobee to wats! Hab pan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8058854456755520318-7911017212430112926?l=oshinkawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7911017212430112926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/daydream-nation-stoners-suicidal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7911017212430112926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8058854456755520318/posts/default/7911017212430112926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oshinkawaii.blogspot.com/2011/05/daydream-nation-stoners-suicidal.html' title='Daydream Nation-Stoners, suicidal teachers and hippies'/><author><name>Oshin Salilig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09812267058517617276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWzW3J3GvIA/TvZ2g-UOkqI/AAAAAAAABas/RYSCg6ksn6o/s220/100_5939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaJ8ykXbBDs/Td-ih-scWRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Ez_BVoL3ov0/s72-c/o-daydream-nation-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8058854456755520318.post-6290618054602428886</id><published>2011-05-26T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T07:07:26.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Lambangus bangus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Summer classes are over and what better way to celebrate it by going to a fiesta. It’s another fiesta at Balingasag so me and the gang decided to pay a visit at Donna’s place since some of them haven’t really been there. This one is a little bit different from the last&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://oshinkawaii.tumblr.com/post/2794030683" style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" target="_self" title="one"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went to though. This one is named “Araw ng Balingasag” or also known as the Bangus Festival. I’m not entirely sure if it’s just the existence of&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Bangus&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;they are celebrating about but there is the patron saint of whom which I forgot the name. *saree*. On the first day Damie kept insisting we go so yes, yes, I did go since I didn’t have much to do at home anyway. I didn’t expect the trip to Balingasag to take that long but meh.. totally worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Arriving at the place, I was welcomed by a long line of all the grills to be used to broil the&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;bangus&lt;/em&gt;. So basically it was every organization or association in Balingasag who could to participate. Damie’s was representing their Shell&amp;nbsp;gas station. I rendered myself useful by sitting there in the shade offering my moral support to my team. Haha. But really though, the heat of the friggin' sun was stinging that day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;plus the charcoal fire made it even worse. I had to seek immediate cooling. Heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpX016Jct28/Td5N4trKyNI/AAAAAAAAA08/WOMSzAsb3Wk/s1600/101_4478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zpX016Jct28/Td5N4trKyNI/AAAAAAAAA08/WOMSzAsb3Wk/s640/101_4478.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIaxC13vvQ4/Td5N_eqlv8I/AAAAAAAAA1E/HNimfEWhq1s/s1600/101_4482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIaxC13vvQ4/Td5N_eqlv8I/AAAAAAAAA1E/HNimfEWhq1s/s640/101_4482.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I got road envy on this place considering that most of the Barangays in my city do not have this. Oh pelepens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4peWMo2r2E/Td5OFtjhsaI/AAAAAAAAA1I/awjUdvHcFoA/s1600/101_4485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4peWMo2r2E/Td5OFtjhsaI/AAAAAAAAA1I/awjUdvHcFoA/s640/101_4485.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbR2u0XWQu8/Td5OKaT3qEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/y-JfjEnSp9U/s1600/101_4488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbR2u0XWQu8/Td5OKaT3qEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/y-JfjEnSp9U/s640/101_4488.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq6cw0_za6Q/Td5ONVABDiI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/WyVCOkoSa38/s1600/101_4489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq6cw0_za6Q/Td5ONVABDiI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/WyVCOkoSa38/s640/101_4489.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All I see is culture, culture, and more culture. Beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4I1CW41zJQ/Td5N72Mep0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/djGIUtOkd4o/s1600/101_4481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4I1CW41zJQ/Td5N72Mep0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/djGIUtOkd4o/s640/101_4481.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Another beautiful one! Haha jk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlyDJcfqoKQ/Td5OP2nbyVI/AAAAAAAAA1U/YU1ifP7wo4Q/s1600/101_4491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://
