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2011</title><description>HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am one of the many people who have encountered the best of 2011. I am so blessed with so many things, and I thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;
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December has been a hectic month. The first two weeks was all about work and then Christmas break. Lots of gatherings and preparations for the holidays. So let me give you a recap of my December.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dec. 16, 2011 - Attended Rey &amp;amp; Sarah wedding at St. Joseph the Worker Church.&lt;br /&gt;
Sarah was my office mate before - she's a good friend and I wouldn't want to miss her big day. Here's a photo of us together with some of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was also a great time to bond with my gal pal Tonette and Russell.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dec. 17, 2011 - Attended my inaanak's (godchild) 2nd birthday; reunited with my guy friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dec. 18, 2011 - Christmas dinner with my&amp;nbsp;batch mates (2010) from the University of San Agustin. Just a small dinner buffet at Steps of Rome and did the exchange of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Got this cuddly plush animal from Lyn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dec. 19, 2011 - Went to Maravilla Elementary School in Pototan, Iloilo for their Christmas Party. The school is one of the beneficiaries of &lt;span id="goog_85634521"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://givechildrenhope.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Give Children Hope Foundation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_85634522"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The Feeding Program is one of the main projects of GCH - providing nutritious and healthy meals to children that will sustain them all throughout the day. I just monitor the finances, what they need and make a report for the sponsors. Know more about Give Children Hope by visiting this site:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://givechildrenhope.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://givechildrenhope.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dec. 23, 2011 - Christmas dinner at Hec's residence.
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Dec. 25, 2011 - Christmas Day! Lunch at Hec's residence with his family. His sister's hubby cooked lunch for us. The food was delish! Hope I could grab some pics from his sister whenever she upload them. These are the only photos I took:&lt;br /&gt;
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Then went to SM City for coffee and bought some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's also my mom's 63rd birthday. We just had a little dinner at home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dec. 27, 2011 - Lunch with Hec and family at Steps of Rome. No pictures of us, but I took a few photos of the food. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Parmesan Crusted Fish Fillet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dessert at Maridel's, Plazuela.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;To-die-for Frozen Mango Brazo with real mango bits and mango flavoured ice cream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hec went back to Pampanga on Dec. 28. I was a sad, and so was he. He always wanted to spend the New Year with his family though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dec. 29, 2011 - Catch up time with Kristiane. She just came back home from Manila. Glad we had a time to bond before the year ends.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Coffee time at Amular Photography Studio + Cafe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, that's a recap hehehe. Christmas was lovelier than expected. ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish everyone a Happy New Year! Hope you all have a fantastic 2012! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;
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I love to eat, but I hate gaining weight. when I was in my 20s, my weight was normal. I remember having a 25 inch waist line. Then I started gaining weight since I started working as a call center representative. So, even if I eat a little, I gain weight fast. That's really a problem. I've never been obsessed about being thin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's what - I started worrying about my weight when I came back home in Iloilo from Pampanga. I stayed there with the bf from April-August 6, 2011. We often go out to eat lunch or dinner, or sometimes I cook at home. So whenever there are leftover meals or rice, I store them and eat or cook it again the next day. Plus, my work consists more of sitting, facing the computer and eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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So when I arrived home, everyone was like in shock about my weight gain. LOL. So I started dieting for a month, but went back to Pampanga from October-November. My diet was ruined. I really lack self discipline.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so, starting January 2012, I will start my diet again. Definitely not skipping meals. I must watch my carbs intake, eat more protein and stock up on yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;
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Good luck to me!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-8276542080312226079?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/V0G1_hV3S4M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/V0G1_hV3S4M/worried-about-my-weight-gain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OUSFWQzPPQ/TuN2sHYBD8I/AAAAAAAAClA/G-4m9mdUOH4/s72-c/yogurt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/12/worried-about-my-weight-gain.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-8174289944176406441</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2011 06:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-07T15:10:29.251+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stavros</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iloilo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lamesa Grill Iloilo</category><title>Back in Iloilo</title><description>I came back home in Iloilo yesterday, since I traveled light and had no luggage, I didn't go straight home yet and catch up with friends. I had a welcome dinner with them at Stavros and some drinks at Lamesa Grill Iloilo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are a few photos:&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm traveling light, so I have to send that box through any courier or delivery service.&amp;nbsp;I have to consider the cheapest delivery rates, so I might go with Air21.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm keeping this short since I'm blogging this with my mobile phone. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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We want to spend the New Year together here in Pampanga, but he said I must spend the New Year with my family and that he will be OK. I know he's sad about it too, but he's just trying to keep it from me. But we'll see, if I can get a cheap plane ticket for December, I might surprise-visit him. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Just recently I have been sleeping late, and today I realized it was already 6 am and I haven't slept yet. So before I could hit the bed, I checked on Facebook and my personal email. Then my former officemate chatted with me a little, at first it was ok but his joke was kind of offensive and I started being mean already. So he felt offended (the nerve) but I still continued being sarcastic. Ugh! I was suppose to sleep and have a pretty good day but some stupid person ruined it.&lt;br /&gt;
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So anyway, I'm going to bed now. I hope tomorrow will be a good day, and I hope it makes up for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-8606886927137477572?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/v-h_Hz329dM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/v-h_Hz329dM/early-morning-encounter-with-mrstupid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P35jcaJxkc8/TqjWvVSbBsI/AAAAAAAACa8/edeVbFaO3Qs/s72-c/StupidPeopleLarge.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/10/early-morning-encounter-with-mrstupid.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-752146526235828401</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2011 02:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-02T10:29:27.567+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">October</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Breast Cancer Awareness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Breast Cancer</category><title>Think Pink In October For Breast Cancer Awareness</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
The second leading cause of cancer death for women is breast cancer. No matter what stage or treatment you are undergoing can be frightening. So, if there are symptoms of breast cancer, whether too small to feel or if there are already changes in how the breasts look, please go get screened. Call your doctor's office and schedule an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;
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To show my support for this very important cause, I went pink!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past couple of months, I have been working and been going in and out of Iloilo. From April to second week of July 2011, I was in Pampanga with the bf, then went back home in Iloilo on July 19th. From then on I became busy meeting friends, outings, and work during the weekdays. I went back to Pampanga on the first week August but only stayed there for a week. Thanks to my bf's mom who paid for my plane tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the next few months I will be flying back to Pampanga, that's for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now. I really don't have much to say since my thoughts are reserved. ;)&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/7435792163759468389-875284444688075764?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/k5BFu7ACxSQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/k5BFu7ACxSQ/whats-up-marie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-up-marie.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-7056494373335100221</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 11:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-24T19:29:32.396+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>4 Years Down, Many More To Go</title><description>Today is a great day to acknowledge how great it is to have Hec as a boyfriend. Well, he's not just a boyfriend, he's a confidante and a best friend. We have our differences, but I guess that's what make us unique. I appreciate his love, understanding, support, and flexibility.. I know that loving me is hard work. tee-hee! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today marks our 4th year anniversary. Wow, time flies really fast when you're having fun. We may not yet have a big house or a fancy car, or a million bucks... but we have each other and that's enough for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're having dinner later, as I have something for him. I know he has something for me too, 'cause I saw it and he didn't know that. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-7056494373335100221?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/knkiSCnYDu4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/knkiSCnYDu4/4-years-down-many-more-to-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/06/4-years-down-many-more-to-go.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-1460068490658918781</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-10T01:28:10.585+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>Balance</title><description>&lt;div&gt;I'm done with work and was about to sleep. Then I thought I should update a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is pretty much close to exactly what I want these days. If possible, I want to keep it that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, is the glass half empty or half full? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6yK3FjUUj60/TfEBsEYrzJI/AAAAAAAACaU/sJygnMHgGDY/s1600/100_0009.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6yK3FjUUj60/TfEBsEYrzJI/AAAAAAAACaU/sJygnMHgGDY/s400/100_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616272066910866578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Photo taken at Fridays Boracay Hotel, April 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-1460068490658918781?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/skCGvgGQRGE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/skCGvgGQRGE/balance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6yK3FjUUj60/TfEBsEYrzJI/AAAAAAAACaU/sJygnMHgGDY/s72-c/100_0009.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/06/balance.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-5189309231197059049</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2011 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-01T19:48:45.318+08:00</atom:updated><title>Mid-Year Update</title><description>&lt;div&gt;Oh wow it's June already! Well, I am being a very busy girl and I barely update this blog. I know I've mentioned from my previous post that I will be updating often, but I guess being too busy makes me forget to update. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, I'm here now and I just want to say that I'm pretty damn good about life today. Hec and I have were in Manila this weekend to met with his mom, so we talked about our plans, shared ideas and I'm glad she (his mom) was supportive and gave us a pretty good advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things to do this month of June, and I hope our plans won't be rescheduled again (as it has been postponed a times now). Also, our anniversary is coming up! I don't have plans yet, but there are little things on my mind though, so we'll see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, that's the update. I just need to continue with my work. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-5189309231197059049?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/bsFUbqI3fY0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/bsFUbqI3fY0/mid-year-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/06/mid-year-update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-6045025595888934174</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2011 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-16T07:56:34.756+08:00</atom:updated><title>Fantastic Weekend</title><description>&lt;div&gt;I had a great weekend! On Saturday, Hec and I went to Manila to meet up with his mom and sister at SM Megamall. We then had lunch at Orchard Road, the meal was delicious and I so love the Teh Tarik drink (tea and condensed milk). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we browse around the mall. They shop for stuff at Forever 21 then we went to Starbucks at The Podium since Hec's mom had a meeting there. Hec, his sister and I went around The Podium to look around to kill time, 'til we decided to go back to Starbucks and had coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbhfa6Zu2l0/TdBgsL2SuHI/AAAAAAAACZg/NQ-3oRh5-2g/s1600/100_0523.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbhfa6Zu2l0/TdBgsL2SuHI/AAAAAAAACZg/NQ-3oRh5-2g/s400/100_0523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607087848287287410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we had to go back to Pampanga in the evening, we have decided to have an early dinner. But before that, we had to stop by at his sister's apartment to drop off their mom's stuff. We had dinner at Zuni, where I enjoyed my Norweigan Salmon with Mustard Beurre Blanc sauce. Hec had the same food, but his was with Lemon Butter sauce. It tasted really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVuU6beWo64/TdBgsb4himI/AAAAAAAACZo/FqRYIHBlKrA/s1600/100_0531.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QVuU6beWo64/TdBgsb4himI/AAAAAAAACZo/FqRYIHBlKrA/s400/100_0531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607087852591614562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-barpbxoNBIQ/TdBgsW9lQ5I/AAAAAAAACZw/exRCiW2ikVU/s1600/100_0524.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-barpbxoNBIQ/TdBgsW9lQ5I/AAAAAAAACZw/exRCiW2ikVU/s400/100_0524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607087851270652818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we stopped by Zara at Greenbelt 5. Hec's mom bought me a Leopard print flats! I was surprised, thankful and happy.. and I so love it. Animal print shoes are love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmmyQhtBrcg/TdBgssqB38I/AAAAAAAACZ4/ZXTtEVMm3Is/s1600/100_0549.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmmyQhtBrcg/TdBgssqB38I/AAAAAAAACZ4/ZXTtEVMm3Is/s400/100_0549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607087857094221762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our final stop at Gellatisimo for dessert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SccyFSuMIZc/TdBgtCEwZeI/AAAAAAAACaA/naKqq15npAM/s1600/100_0535.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SccyFSuMIZc/TdBgtCEwZeI/AAAAAAAACaA/naKqq15npAM/s400/100_0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607087862843467234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F_cPpQLzmI/TdBjH5gwOoI/AAAAAAAACaI/BqyGJZsYSiw/s1600/100_0537.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F_cPpQLzmI/TdBjH5gwOoI/AAAAAAAACaI/BqyGJZsYSiw/s400/100_0537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607090523424701058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wished we could have stayed longer in Manila, but we have to catch the bus going back to Pampanga before 10 pm, since Hec had to work the next day. In spite of the short time, Hec and I enjoyed being with them. Wished we could have stayed longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Hec and I met up with his friend at Starbucks, Pampanga. Had a lil chit chat but we didn't stay longer since we had a movie to watch by 7pm. We watched Priest by the way. Unfortunately, the movie wasn't good. I find it boring and stupendously dull. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was my weekend. Looking forward for some more fun next week. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-6045025595888934174?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/Ao-PGx_dfE8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/Ao-PGx_dfE8/fantastic-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbhfa6Zu2l0/TdBgsL2SuHI/AAAAAAAACZg/NQ-3oRh5-2g/s72-c/100_0523.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/05/fantastic-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-4719271138204394177</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2011 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-10T14:12:17.620+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beaches</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Summer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boracay</category><title>My Summer 2011</title><description>I haven't been updating this blog lately. I admit, I have been procrastinating. But I do hope to update often as much as I can.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer is almost over, but I never let summer pass by without having fun. Week before the Holy Week, I went to Boracay to meet some friends. That was first time I went to Boracay alone, so I took a 5 hour bus ride going there. I stayed there for 3 days and had to go back home since I have work. In spite of the short time vacay, I had fun! Even though i have been here before, it's always a great place to visit during summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.fridaysboracay.com/"&gt;Fridays Boracay&lt;/a&gt;, courtesy of Amor who happens to be Joy's friend. I didn't spend even a single cent during my stay there. The food and accommodation was totally free. Thanks to Joy and to the Cooper's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's a few photos from Boracay. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&amp;amp;user_id=12512858@N06&amp;amp;set_id=72157626686854384&amp;amp;text=" frameborder="0" width="500" height="500" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boracay Fire dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&amp;amp;user_id=12512858@N06&amp;amp;set_id=72157626418986601&amp;amp;text=" frameborder="0" width="500" height="500" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, week after my beach vacay, I went to Pampanga to visit the bf. For how long? Indefinite. Oh just kidding. I'm staying here with him a little bit longer. We just have some good trips to do. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More photos soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-4719271138204394177?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/UuPZ947XuJM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/UuPZ947XuJM/my-summer-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-summer-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-2621887507848040746</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 04:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-22T12:55:43.579+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Insomnia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sleeping</category><title>Insomia Strikes Again</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7nk1SbePlk/TYgrFaujg_I/AAAAAAAACZY/jAEOnaPbouo/s1600/1-insomnia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7nk1SbePlk/TYgrFaujg_I/AAAAAAAACZY/jAEOnaPbouo/s400/1-insomnia1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586762709827027954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night while I was working, I controlled myself not to drink coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I survived, however, I could not sleep until I finished my work at 1 AM. I thought watching one movie would relax me enough to get to sleep but I was wrong. Argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, when I was trying to fall asleep, everyone wants to talk to me. My phone kept on ringing and receiving SMS. I tried to ignore the phone calls by putting my phone in silent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my friend who was actually calling but I decided not to pick it up because I know we could talk non-stop and I could not get my self to sleep. The one who were texting was my other guy friend who perhaps got nothing to do past 2 AM (why the hell was he awake at that hour?!). Anyway, I tried to ignore them and continued with my movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, I fell asleep at around 5 AM. Seriously, I was pissed. Bah. Then I woke at 10 am. And I'm still sleepy, but I have to get ready for work. Weh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go, fck yourself INSOMNIA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-2621887507848040746?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/5oExyIB-rsY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/5oExyIB-rsY/insomia-strikes-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7nk1SbePlk/TYgrFaujg_I/AAAAAAAACZY/jAEOnaPbouo/s72-c/1-insomnia1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/03/insomia-strikes-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-7782929431243019633</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2011 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-21T10:16:50.861+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>Hey You 31</title><description>&lt;div&gt;Wow I just turned 31 years old. My 30th year of life went so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just woke up and I could still taste the lime vodka and margarita in my mouth. I had a good time with some friends last night. We had dinner and talked a lot with so many things. Those friends of mine were not too much into night outs and drinking, but since it was my birthday.. i forced them to drink. Hah! but anyway, my birthday went so good and was even surprised of a lot of birthday greeting and wishes from family and friends. Next weekend I'm going to celebrate my birthday again, this time I'm spending it with another batch of friends -- whom are so much to fun to be with. I'm afraid I'd die drunk with them. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few photos to share:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUWFw_npk6k/TYawfZiBTkI/AAAAAAAACYo/PX4KwF9QyaI/s1600/100_6179c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUWFw_npk6k/TYawfZiBTkI/AAAAAAAACYo/PX4KwF9QyaI/s400/100_6179c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586346441275690562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmOljDk44IU/TYawfsh5_CI/AAAAAAAACYw/erjdgm6Rdvc/s1600/100_6186c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmOljDk44IU/TYawfsh5_CI/AAAAAAAACYw/erjdgm6Rdvc/s400/100_6186c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586346446375484450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lE79WW1THI/TYawf4YRmJI/AAAAAAAACY4/6pX4du7jIXU/s1600/100_6198c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lE79WW1THI/TYawf4YRmJI/AAAAAAAACY4/6pX4du7jIXU/s400/100_6198c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586346449556314258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFQiDP_vbUE/TYawgOFMzSI/AAAAAAAACZA/OTo-2ApO75A/s1600/100_6200c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFQiDP_vbUE/TYawgOFMzSI/AAAAAAAACZA/OTo-2ApO75A/s400/100_6200c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586346455381888290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeXIGa_u_I0/TYawguTPXmI/AAAAAAAACZI/jHQ-oYZBAHs/s1600/100_6226cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeXIGa_u_I0/TYawguTPXmI/AAAAAAAACZI/jHQ-oYZBAHs/s400/100_6226cc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586346464030711394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some photos are in my Facebook, i have yet to upload to Flickr when I'm not lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-7782929431243019633?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/xilmlMJQyzA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/xilmlMJQyzA/hey-you-31.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUWFw_npk6k/TYawfZiBTkI/AAAAAAAACYo/PX4KwF9QyaI/s72-c/100_6179c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-you-31.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-7833864673206600938</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2011 14:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-20T10:35:33.234+08:00</atom:updated><title>Last Day Of Being 30</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the last day of my being 30 year old chick. Despite some crappy times (who doesn't have crappy times anyway?), I could still say that my life in 30 is pretty goood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will mark another year passed and welcoming opportunities. Right now, to enjoy the last buzz as a 30 year old, i am reflecting on how fast this year has come and gone with a cup of coffee and cookies. I smile thinking of all the awesome silly adventures i have embarked on and all the good times my 30th year of life has brought me. And let me tell you, to be able to graduate in year 2010, hold an SEO job, and to lakwatsa galore. Plus,  I have a great family, and an amazing man in my life only makes the good times even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have all of you beautiful people. Life is best. Thanks for helping my only 30 years of life pretty awesome..as I await the next 15 minutes until I turn 31, I plan to finish my work til 2 am. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to all my favorite people, I raise my glass (my cup of coffee to be exact).&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/7435792163759468389-7833864673206600938?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/ncv8IzMnBWk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/ncv8IzMnBWk/last-day-of-being-30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-day-of-being-30.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-7045007926178365589</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T22:49:27.496+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">People</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Earthquake</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nature</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tsunami</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>8.9 Magnitude Earthquake Unleashed Huge Tsunami in Japan</title><description>&lt;div&gt;March 11, 2011 -- an 8.9 earthquake devastated Japan, and unleashed a huge tsunami that caused massive damage. Buidling, cars and ships were swept away by water and killing hundreds of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X4lIFEDFYIw" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The disaster in Japan is an absolute tragedy to mankind. It is terrifying to watch the news coverage and see the devastation. I just can't imagine how the people of Japan are feeling right now. There is one thing that history shows us and that is the people of Japan have and will continue to bounce back from the most adverse of situations. I hope the recovery is quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7435792163759468389-7045007926178365589?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/BIIRNKXs1sc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/BIIRNKXs1sc/89-magnitude-earthquake-unleashed-huge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/X4lIFEDFYIw/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/03/89-magnitude-earthquake-unleashed-huge.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-6471586387755131531</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 02:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-07T10:29:32.700+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Games</category><title>Special Force Again</title><description>&lt;div&gt;For the past week or so I started playing Special Force again. Though I work on the weekends, I still could find time to play just to release my stress and boredom. I'm a dork, I know but it's a fun game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a shame though that most of the players are guyys, and some of them are pretending to be women. So now every guy that has a character with a woman's name, they all assume it's a guy. Well, I'm a real woman running a chick name. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really a great game, my boyfriend and I used to play the game together. So, anyone interested to play with me? Just let me know if you want to give it a go. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-6471586387755131531?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/d5sgDUbeNRc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/d5sgDUbeNRc/special-force-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/03/special-force-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-1345845002557266011</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2011 15:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-26T23:34:09.532+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Internet</category><title>Pop Music in Me</title><description>I have been listening to pop music lately. I mean not the ones that are mushy and mopey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QPWUyAZZfK0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EhDrJz4rBH0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xl0N7JM3wZk" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they have been playing on repeat. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-1345845002557266011?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/0gi-l50SGWs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/0gi-l50SGWs/pop-music-in-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/QPWUyAZZfK0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/02/pop-music-in-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-5137982182978008812</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 02:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-18T21:49:10.514+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Internet</category><title>Looklet-ing After 10 Months</title><description>I was bored with work since yesterday so I thought I'd create another look for Looklet. Man, it has been more than 10 months since my last visit there. I was inspired to create a couple of looks, so here they are:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Preggy Mistress - i was suppose to create a Nagging Mistress, but the first model didn't look good with the dress. and when I picked the black mini dress for this now model, she looked preggers. So that's why I came out with this concept. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqTxUHw97Z0/TV3hMSSTGtI/AAAAAAAACYY/x5Kgl6bmleE/s1600/327100ec-c2af-4646-8346-96867558aa80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqTxUHw97Z0/TV3hMSSTGtI/AAAAAAAACYY/x5Kgl6bmleE/s400/327100ec-c2af-4646-8346-96867558aa80.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574859514937809618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cougar Town - Well, my friend and I were chatting and she was telling me that one of our co-worker before, who happens to be six years younger than me, (still) has a crush on me. LOL! I replied that it's ok if that boy has a crush on me, 'cause he's good looking anyway. And she was like -- "Cougar!" lol. I don't think it's appropriate since I don't chase younger men, hehehe. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so the image below is named, Cougar Town. I think there's a TV Show with the same name. But I haven't watched watched it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJwuqTwFLm4/TV3hMiGifdI/AAAAAAAACYg/P5pvlxBPMiA/s1600/98a81ec6-e007-4247-8983-32f4b184814b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJwuqTwFLm4/TV3hMiGifdI/AAAAAAAACYg/P5pvlxBPMiA/s400/98a81ec6-e007-4247-8983-32f4b184814b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574859519183453650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see my page here -- &lt;a href="http://gb.looklet.com/user/149758/looks"&gt;http://gb.looklet.com/user/149758/looks&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/7435792163759468389-5137982182978008812?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/BNjVDCdVQAk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/BNjVDCdVQAk/looklet-ing-after-10-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqTxUHw97Z0/TV3hMSSTGtI/AAAAAAAACYY/x5Kgl6bmleE/s72-c/327100ec-c2af-4646-8346-96867558aa80.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/02/looklet-ing-after-10-months.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-4408541535680100043</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2011 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-17T09:11:53.610+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">People</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Internet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><title>Arguing With People On The Internet</title><description>I recently decided not to argue with people on the internet anymore, though I know these people personally. I've spent too much time and mental energy to make them understand a thing. Oh well, i know it's an immature act, but sometimes I couldn't help myself but argue, especially when I know I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-4408541535680100043?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/DHT8GPD8IyQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/DHT8GPD8IyQ/arguing-with-people-on-internet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/02/arguing-with-people-on-internet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-8371978870153895651</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2011 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-15T14:56:01.370+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>Heart-shaped Chocolate Cake - Surprised!</title><description>This is just a quick update since I have a lot of pending tasks to do... but hey, I won't miss blogging about this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, just when I thought I'm dateless... I received a heart-shaped chocolate cake from bf! He's currently in Pampanga, and he made my former boss as his "conspirator" to make this happen. LOL. I'm really happy, and I'm surprised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's how the cake looks like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mortiferbarba/5444277234/" title="Heart-shaped Chocolate Cake  by mortiferbarba, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5056/5444277234_f8ec21802f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Heart-shaped Chocolate Cake " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't noticed, the "your" there is wrongly spelled. It should be "you're" hehehe. that's a bit of a "typo?" (LOL) when captioned the cake. but anyway, it's the thought that counts.. and i'm gonna eat that anyway. hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; var owHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://" : "http://");document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + owHost + "onlywire.com/btn/button_61046' ad='no' title='TITLE' tags='TAG1 TAG2 TAG3' url='URL' class='owbutton' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-8371978870153895651?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/YTXTLEaDWhQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/YTXTLEaDWhQ/heart-shaped-chocolate-cake-surprised.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5056/5444277234_f8ec21802f_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart-shaped-chocolate-cake-surprised.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-6647171748289986552</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T11:03:34.299+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>Engagement and Marriage</title><description>&lt;div&gt;My friends and I went out for a lil party last night. After hours of partying we've decided to have coffee in the area and  talked about fun stuff til we talked about serious stuff - engagement and marriage. Two of them are married, so we had it over coffee. I was surprised how they thought about it differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I know not all people are the marrying type, but when it comes  to marriage... it's just a case to case situation. I just wonder what were other people's take on long engagements. Like long engagements between you and your partner. Is length a must within a year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, engagement and marriage is almost equal... at least that's the way I see it. Like, when you feel like something is right, then it is time. Though I could not see myself getting married anytime soon, but whether you agree to me or not.. engagement and getting married is every girl's dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-6647171748289986552?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/dN4FKFpgEi4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/dN4FKFpgEi4/engagement-and-marriage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/02/engagement-and-marriage.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-7907152490010792742</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 03:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-28T11:56:28.358+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Internet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>A Wall Post That Started My Day</title><description>I don't really have something good to share other than this:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xvEM6ZmI_6c/TUI7de6qd1I/AAAAAAAACYM/gPXEkaUExp0/s1600/wallpost.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xvEM6ZmI_6c/TUI7de6qd1I/AAAAAAAACYM/gPXEkaUExp0/s400/wallpost.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567077467084715858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 96px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's one of the first things I saw this morning upon checking my email and Facebook notifications, as well. Usually, he sends me early morning text messages when he wakes up. But since his mobile phone is broken, he used Facebook to greet me -- only not to miss a day without sending me sweet messages. The likes and comments to that wall post from friends are still counting. Oh how they love us. lol. Cheesy I know, but this is me, and I am not showing off, i am just showing something I have. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope he gets his mobile phone fixed soon -- LCD problem. Hopefully it's not beyond repair, or else he needs to purchase a new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7435792163759468389-7907152490010792742?l=mortiferbarba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~4/zhIMsiLFOy4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ArbitraryThoughts/~3/zhIMsiLFOy4/wall-post-that-started-my-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xvEM6ZmI_6c/TUI7de6qd1I/AAAAAAAACYM/gPXEkaUExp0/s72-c/wallpost.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mortiferbarba.blogspot.com/2011/01/wall-post-that-started-my-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435792163759468389.post-4353339070414484968</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 03:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-17T11:53:26.811+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>Big Decision Making</title><description>I have a very big decision to make. though I suck at making good decisions. 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