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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2M0f9Dj2Zajxz3a-HgywvRUOeyk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2M0f9Dj2Zajxz3a-HgywvRUOeyk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Sippinslow/~4/lpGbnyg5M7w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531352146389548908/posts/default/8805919907635155852?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/531352146389548908/posts/default/8805919907635155852?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Sippinslow/~3/lpGbnyg5M7w/sad-loss-for-philippine-cinema.html" title="Sad loss for Philippine Cinema" /><author><name>Zee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SooFLQsdsWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sI9_u06HwT8/S220/zee.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://sippinslow.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad-loss-for-philippine-cinema.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08NQn4-fyp7ImA9WxJaGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531352146389548908.post-859982404708058637</id><published>2009-08-09T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:31:33.057+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-09T23:31:33.057+08:00</app:edited><title>At This Moment...</title><content type="html">I am thankful for the blessings slowly trickling into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I may have the strength to be patient and tolerant, and have the ability to filter out negative vibes from people who way too cynical and "pa-diff". I suddenly feel tired of trying to understand people and their radical way of thinking. To exert the slightest amount of effort is such a burden. So, I'd rather just like to let go of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I find a happy job that would fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for health, for peace of mind, for sustenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past months has been quite a rollercoaster ride. So much comings and goings on that at some point everything was just too much to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Found out I had a medical condition that really dampened my spirits. This still has yet to be resolved.&lt;br /&gt;- Got a job. Resigned from that job after 3 months, after realizing that I was meant for something more worthy. My body basically told me to give up the lost cause.&lt;br /&gt;- Mingled more with other people. Enjoyed after-work drinks with my closest college friends. Had to give that up when I resigned. Reconnected with my Miriam friends over Wednesday dinners and dessert fests.&lt;br /&gt;- The latest big blow was when Cory Aquino died. My only clear memory of the EDSA Revolution was going to a chapel near home to pray the rosary while helicopters noisily hovered overhead. But still, when the news about Cory's death broke, I was glued to the tv for all the news about the wake, the funeral march, and the burial. It's such a sad, sad loss for the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;- But the best new development is that Mike and I are finally Makati-bound. We found the perfect condo for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I still can't help but feel tired and drained. But I am thankful. I am thankful. I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for things to become more peachy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531352146389548908-859982404708058637?l=sippinslow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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At the end choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it is because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have very good sense of direction. Ask Mike! I am obsessed with maps. But I still do get lost from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am addicted to magazines. I buy at least 6 magazines a month (including back issues of foreign titles from Booksale). Issues from up to 10 years ago are still piled up in our house. Fire hazzard! I have just recently learned to "let go" and allow myself to (GASP!) tear out pages and throw out some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a shoe-killer. I wear my favorite shoes over and over until they're so worn out that I have to let them go! Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I believe in past lives and parallel universes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I was a Girl Scout from Grade 3 to 2nd year High School. I never missed a camp/ cook out/ activity, and even went to Japan for an exchange program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I get cold easily. My toes and my nose are always the first to freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I consider passing Math 17 in one take as one of my greatest academic achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I can't live with a small bag. My normal everyday bag weighs around 5 pounds. Yikes. That's why my left shoulder is shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My classmates used to call me "4 eyes". I wore really thick eyeglasses for about 12 years. I had Lasik surgery in 2005 and boy, was it a life changer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I like taking photos. But I've always had a bad habit of not sharing them with other people. I still have dozens of rolls of undeveloped film from probably 8 years back. Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Purple used to be my favorite color. Now, its pink. But it changes frequently, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Cooking makes me happy. As in. I am cooking-obsessed. I read food blogs everyday, and I have a collection of cooking utensils, recipe books and what not, all saved up for when I have my "own kitchen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Trash tv is my guilty pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On my most recent trip, I lugged around roughly 15 kilos of baggage across 2 cities and 2 countries. My check-in luggage was already overweight. Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The first cassette tape I bought was I Like You by Geneva Cruz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Bacon is MMMMMM heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I like watching baduy, pinoy pop movies on Cinema One. Nalelate ako pumasok sa class dati kasi gusto ko muna tapusin yung sine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I have no problem with eating alone in restaurants. I consider it "me time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm scared of ghosts/monsters. So when you're telling a scary story and I cover my ears and beg you to stop, please stop. I couldn't sleep properly for 3 days after watching Resident Evil. *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I love taking trains in other countries, but I am scared of the mad rush of people here at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I hate (most) fish. Ayoko siya. Nasusuka ako sa amoy. But I like sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I was a sporty kid. My dream was to be an Olympian. I was into gymnastics and swimming. I quit gymnastics because my lolo forgot to pick me up from school to bring me to training. At Grade 4, getting picked up at 7PM was very traumatic for me. I was invited to train for the UP Swimming Team but I declined. I was still in grade school, and training was at 5pm. Ayoko kasi I was afraid of the pool. Kasi scary yung tiles, and I'm afraid of sharks eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate getting tinga. It drives me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I believe I was in my prettiest state when I was in 2nd year high school. Minus the glasses, ang payat ko, and ganda ng buhok ko (layered, ala Rachel/ Jennifer Aniston). And did I mention, ang payat ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When ordering food, I always have a "default" order, then at the last minute I'll change my mind and decide to try something new. When the waiter comes, I say my default order. Then I usually feel bad afterwards for not ordering something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531352146389548908-6333179464549992848?l=sippinslow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hello, they don't look bad! I think they just picked random people to bash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGbBV2R2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/iGJLLhLjY-4/s1600-h/miley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGbBV2R2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/iGJLLhLjY-4/s320/miley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290681092283975522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miley looks cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGaxRmfAI/AAAAAAAAAiA/d3zgw-dEHeI/s1600-h/marissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGaxRmfAI/AAAAAAAAAiA/d3zgw-dEHeI/s320/marissa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290681087971195906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this!&lt;br /&gt;The write up says that Marissa looks like a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Susnaman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGaxUM6kI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HU_ZSagvbQ8/s1600-h/megan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGaxUM6kI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HU_ZSagvbQ8/s320/megan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290681087982103106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Megan is so hot. I wish I were as sexy as her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGanXL8aI/AAAAAAAAAho/UcSDbFmVu40/s1600-h/elizabeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGanXL8aI/AAAAAAAAAho/UcSDbFmVu40/s320/elizabeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290681085310267810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The color may not be perfect on Elizabeth Banks, but I don't think she deserves to be in the Worst Dressed list. I actually love the dress detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGauWuERI/AAAAAAAAAhw/fPEykU-FOYY/s1600-h/maggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6G2bjCMNM4w/SWxGauWuERI/AAAAAAAAAhw/fPEykU-FOYY/s320/maggie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290681087187357970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually like animal prints, but I absolutely adore the color this dress came in. Maggie looks so chic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who actually made the list? Was it a random employee at Yahoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some "worst" dressed, in my opinion, look much better than some picks for the Best Dressed! Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos from Yahoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531352146389548908-6594156234681195910?l=sippinslow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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K1st Kamuning Q.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Store Hours:&lt;/span&gt; 10 A.M- 8 PM Monday to Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contact Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; 4127311 and 09155705303 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/531352146389548908-746406870179982092?l=sippinslow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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