<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3333635506814784421</id><updated>2024-09-04T16:58:46.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The very essence of Jeng Girl...</title><subtitle type='html'>Experience how I unravel life and present them as I dare see it...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-585198097289463796</id><published>2012-01-10T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:22:37.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How sweet indeed...</title><content type='html'>Often times the most surprising and most priceless gifts are those from the people whom you loved the most. Last Christmas my son surprised me with their gifts. Yes! gifts it is! I was actually surprised that they know my favorite kikay shop (Etude House) and got me a hand cream and a dressy cologne not to mention that they included a Pearl facial mask to sweeten the deal.  Well what can I say...like mother like son...hehehe...and he got taste baby :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder what will I get this Valentine and for my birthday on May? Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;
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Though I read some of them (midway...hehehe) and here are so far some insights:&lt;br /&gt;
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a.  Eat Pray Love - Quite frankly I got bored with the book; seen the movie and it&#39;s quite interesting&lt;br /&gt;
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b.  New Strategic Selling - my new Sales Bible....ayluvet so much!&lt;br /&gt;
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c.  The Witch of Portobello - quite intriguing, the main character is very playful and full of mystery&lt;br /&gt;
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d.  How to Say It:  Be Indispensible at Work - very basic but somehow quite alarming&lt;br /&gt;
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e.  Eleven Minutes (Paulo Coelho) - I just started about 3 pages hehehe&lt;br /&gt;
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f.  A bend in the Road (Nicholas Spark) - haven&#39;t opened it yet&lt;br /&gt;
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I have several collections of books from self-help, fiction, short story, novel, business books etc and someday soon I would like to put all my collections into a nice and huge library.&lt;br /&gt;
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My favorite subjects are fruits and vases.  And you can see below one of my very few work of art in water colour.  I was quite surprised when I showed this to a friend of mine and she was more than willing to buy this art for her new house and I said to myself &lt;b&gt;&quot;WOW&quot;&lt;/b&gt;.  I almost give in, but then again I declined to her generous offer.  These for me are priceless and they are not for sale.  Painting for me is just another form of my passion and how I express and appreciate life in general.&lt;br /&gt;
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For whatever reason, I am soooooo fascinated with apples and vases...perhaps it&#39;s easier or perhaps apple was the first fruit that we learn way back in kindergaten har har har!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Another attempt was several fruits and a few vases.  In fact, as I remember it right this is my very first painting.&lt;br /&gt;
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Painting is truly an expression of oneself.  It brings me to a space wherein I am free of worries and gives me a moment of solitude and at peace with myself.  It also brings a sense of contenment and allow certain breaks especially with our fast phased life.&lt;br /&gt;
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I still have to scan or take some pictures of my other work and will post it soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Materials used:  &lt;br /&gt;
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Van Gogh Water Colour&lt;br /&gt;
Acid Free Paper&lt;br /&gt;
A little imagination&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;How about you?  What&#39;s so passionate about you?&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5773373872138774216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/colours-of-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/5773373872138774216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/5773373872138774216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/colours-of-my-mind.html' title='Colours of my mind...'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOzVtt-KVWCqPvM36EoAnez9_gvwNg_QFLG4fEpcLKrXUTlUYJ4vnMeAaCXw0k93cx6nbOBIqOlBRTh4hXETlfHF9F0C_5P-a0ugJrHeqCxJ-hsPM_KgwoFyCjdxDGsrrN4AVl6gzhpUp2/s72-c/DSC04984.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-2145517044534467104</id><published>2011-03-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:46:01.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Season, Reason or for a Lifetime</title><content type='html'>For days now, I am contemplating whether I should respond to the letter that I got from this person who really broke my heart.  It&#39;s actually a short letter saying how sorry he was with all the things that has happened and how things are between me and him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I felt that the letter was not something that I would be happy and it&#39;s also not something that I am mad about.  In fact, I think I lost it already.  I lost the feelings that I once strongly have for him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I felt him when I was reading his message, I felt his regret over the fact that these things happened, I felt that he is truly and did care for me but the truth is...it&#39;s was never enough. Not enough to fight for whatever we have.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the day that I saw his email message, I was surprised because I never really expect him to send that letter of sorry and asking for forgiveness.  I felt sad for him because I have accepted the fact that there&#39;s no US anymore.  I wasn&#39;t sorry for what happened because I learned to accept and moved on with my life.  If I may share, this was one wish granted by St. Jude.  I pray for serenity and clarity for my decision and he did lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;
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A poet once say that people do come into your life....either they are for a season, reason or for a lifetime.  For years, I made myself believe that he&#39;s for a lifetime because he&#39;s so close to perfect.  But now I do know that he&#39;s just a season and a reason for me to believe that once upon a time...somebody loved me so much, somebody cared for me so much, somebody adored me so much and since that somebody is already gone.  I have my whole lifetime to take delight and do whatever it takes without limitations and be happy and enjoy my journey in life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2145517044534467104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/season-reason-or-for-lifetime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/2145517044534467104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/2145517044534467104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/season-reason-or-for-lifetime.html' title='Season, Reason or for a Lifetime'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-4294584457472006295</id><published>2011-03-13T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T05:04:37.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...a stress buster sport</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we went to the mall with one end in mind....to simply watch I AM NUMBER FOUR.  We arrived around 4:45 and was thinking of doing some window shopping first or have an early dinner since the movie wouldn&#39;t start &#39;till 6:00pm or we can go for the 9:00pm slot.  Well, it didn&#39;t surprised me much when only a few hours had gone by and I already had some paper bags in my hand...hahahaha!  My boys went crazy when we pass by Data Blitz and of course ask me to buy them new Xbox games.  Then we pass by Power MAC center and with enough &quot;lambing&quot; and some persuasion; I bought RJ his Skull Candy headphone.  As for me, I cannot resist the computer bag that I have been eying.  That bag has been calling me...buy me buy me...hahaha!  &lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s almost dinner time when we went to Shoe Salon and found this comfortable slip ons....good thing my boys said...&quot;Mom, let&#39;s eat first and think it over&quot;  Wheew!!!  I almost bought those pairs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh well, who said shopping isn&#39;t fun and a true stress buster.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until our next shopping.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4294584457472006295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/shoppinga-stress-buster-sport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/4294584457472006295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/4294584457472006295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/shoppinga-stress-buster-sport.html' title='Shopping...a stress buster sport'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-399771962881346003</id><published>2011-01-20T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:05:50.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Elements of Healing</title><content type='html'>Early this evening, I happen to visit my new found friend in a church near and beside the Malacanang.  And today I learned that true healing comes from accepting the things as they are and for what we have.&lt;br /&gt;
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Physical and Spiritual healing requires both faith, hope and trust. In the absence of the other, complete physical and spiritual healing will never take place.  Come to think of it, how many times do we put our faith, hope and trust with our Doctors of choice whenever we are physically ill and sick.  What more if we surrender all our worries, anxiety and doubts to our Spiritual Healer...Jesus Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The message of the Homily was quite simple and straight forward but it left a huge impact on me that I said to myself I need to create a blog for this because I want to illuminate and share the wisdom I gain today.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before I retire to bed today, I pray that I may continue to grow and know HIM more.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/399771962881346003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/01/3-elements-of-healing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/399771962881346003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/399771962881346003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/01/3-elements-of-healing.html' title='3 Elements of Healing'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-3141441895826194329</id><published>2011-01-17T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T04:05:06.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Revenge</title><content type='html'>For months I kept quiet and kept still and I said to myself that I long to see the day that I will have my sweet revenge. And today was &quot;the day&quot; that I have been waiting for. I got want I wanted when he showed to my doorstep with his sheepish smile as if nothing happened. &amp;nbsp;Well, sweetheart you dealt with one seasoned lady here....so I did gracefully welcome him and deliver what I have to deliver. And sorry for you...I don&#39;t crack under pressure. I know how to play cards very well and I could be the queen of sarcasm. And he definitely got a dose of it....and oh boy I must say that those simple words really rock you to the very core.&lt;br /&gt;
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This indeed is my sweetest revenge ever!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3141441895826194329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-revenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/3141441895826194329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/3141441895826194329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-revenge.html' title='Sweet Revenge'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-5614145534094242820</id><published>2010-12-27T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:13:17.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A certain sadness...</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling a little sadness for several days now and most of my friends don&#39;t quite notice it because I simply know how to handle myself in front of them. &amp;nbsp;In fact, they would always see me as the funny one who has no qualms in making fun of myself. &amp;nbsp;Friends do see as someone who is very strong willed and very sure of what I want and who I am. &amp;nbsp;But these feeling of sadness lurks just before I will retire to bed, it&#39;s a feeling that really hit to my very core. &amp;nbsp;I have been wanting to really face this but I kept on pushing it. &amp;nbsp;I have been wanting to dissect and see my options to finally overcome this feeling of sadness. &lt;br /&gt;
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Just recently I bought a Lagermania oven thinking and hoping to bake a cake one day. &amp;nbsp;So now that I am in the process of learning how to cook and bake, &amp;nbsp;it just amazes me everytime I see my end product and even more excited if people do taste what I bake and cook. &amp;nbsp;Most especially if it turn out just perfect! &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s a feeling of fulfillment and joy (babaw noh).&lt;br /&gt;
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Since I was little, I used to watched my aunties baked their goodies either for family or sometimes they would sell it. &amp;nbsp;And I envy them (in a good way), because cooking is very second nature to them. &amp;nbsp;Even my mother, she is indeed a very good cook, not only because she&#39;s my mom and she&#39;s Kapampangan but you should really get hold of her &quot;TO DIE FOR&quot; Beef Mechado, Adobong Pusit, Pansit Guisado and many more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that I am baking, I really do find joy in these menial things....easy as you may think and say...but hey...look who&#39;s baking now.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7525193224247577881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-you-think-i-cant-bakehmmmp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/7525193224247577881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/7525193224247577881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-you-think-i-cant-bakehmmmp.html' title='And you think I can&#39;t bake...hmmmp!'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhya4JVS86M-7yc7WWEUv157GQXwDitaBQBv1UOZXawHS0DwdmvFYtKH3nh3iUxaKIu0xfAu8S_FFunSx7fjo80KljV4Z_xNO6WUHyQ453oQOe4rJfatJPfqJqIK4idQ6bUUAqr9IS43WJI/s72-c/IMG_0774.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-7558024639010076883</id><published>2010-12-24T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T04:17:26.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let&#39;s go to bed already...</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for my kids to open their Christmas presents later...YES I AM! Sssshhh...got them the one present that they ever wanted....ROCKBAND (Beatles Limited Edition) plus bought another CD game for them to choose several songs just in case they got tired of playing with Beatles songs. &amp;nbsp;Ooooppsss the surprise doesn&#39;t ends there yet...I had the Nintendo Wii wrapped also. &amp;nbsp;I got the Limited Edition (Color Red)! Yes, my friends I got the red one har har har!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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So you think after the Mass and Noche Buena we are going to bed already? I don&#39;t think so!&lt;br /&gt;
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So now, I am feeling all of these...Christmas and Me</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1772616484910345750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/1772616484910345750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/1772616484910345750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-and-me.html' title='Christmas and Me'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-1364662422139201188</id><published>2010-11-25T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:28:57.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity in you</title><content type='html'>I was privileged enough to have undergone a Scelortheraphy (treatment for varicose veins) yesterday. &amp;nbsp;These varicose veins or spider veins are somewhat annoying specially when you are fond of wearing skimpy shorts or what we call the &quot;pokpok shorts&quot; or even wearing mini skirts.&amp;nbsp;I have putting this off for quite some time well aside from the fact that it is quite costly, I really need to allocate time to do so. &amp;nbsp;The procedure is a little bit painful because they have to inject needles on each of the veins to make them disappear. &amp;nbsp;Well, as they all say...NO PAIN, NO GAIN! Hahaha! After my session with Dra. Sy I can immediately see the results and I was truly amazed. &amp;nbsp;Indeed the spiders in my legs are all gone. Am I going to miss them? Hahaha!!! I don&#39;t think so!&lt;br /&gt;
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So now, off to the mall with my pokpok shorts again!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1364662422139201188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/spidersin-your-legs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/1364662422139201188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/1364662422139201188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/spidersin-your-legs.html' title='Vanity in you'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-5440490150627795281</id><published>2010-11-20T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T07:35:32.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to be a Rock Star?</title><content type='html'>Recently, I bought my two boys an xbox and they have been asking me to buy that for quite some time. &amp;nbsp;Our deal was to give me good grades and in return I will reward them with an xbox.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having one and actually playing with it made me realize how fun it is play again with these gadget. &amp;nbsp;I remember last time we used to have the Sony Playstation One and we were sooooo hooked then...hahaha! Now, the fun never stops just owning a console but instead; you invest on CD&#39;s and keep on upgrading your skills and achievements on your favorite games. &lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s interesting to know that my boys knows how to convince me to buy this new xbox game called &quot;Rock Band 3&quot;as their Christmas present because they know very well that I love to sing in karaoke. &amp;nbsp;The Rock Band 3 allows you to play musical instruments i.e. drums, electric guitar, keyboard and sing like a pro using the bundled microphone. &amp;nbsp;This is also a good way to create a special bond with your kids and spend some quality time with them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder when will these game be available in the market. &amp;nbsp;I hope it&#39;s soon as I plan to give them as my Christmas present for my two boys.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5440490150627795281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-to-be-rock-star.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/5440490150627795281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/5440490150627795281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-to-be-rock-star.html' title='Want to be a Rock Star?'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-8585655178179745267</id><published>2010-11-20T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:08:18.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go...</title><content type='html'>Been contemplating if I am to let you go. &amp;nbsp;We started our engagement early last year and we were both optimistic about what we have. &amp;nbsp;You will be completely mine five years from now, while you on the other hand waits and sits beautifully where the sun faces you. &amp;nbsp;Today, I have to make a choice and not a decision to completely let you go because I plan to embrace something new.&lt;br /&gt;
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Goodbye to you...La Residencia</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8585655178179745267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-its-all-about-choices.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/8585655178179745267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/8585655178179745267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-its-all-about-choices.html' title='Letting go...'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333635506814784421.post-423131636945565956</id><published>2010-11-20T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T03:49:57.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I give you this Christmas?</title><content type='html'>I remember my mom would always ask me this question since I was little child. &amp;nbsp;And she would often ask me to at least give her at least three choices for her to choose from as their Christmas gift. &amp;nbsp;It is indeed a wonderful feeling everytime that I would get the things that I want especially on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;
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This question brings me to a feeling of being able to give love unconditionally. &amp;nbsp;I believe that the true essence of giving lies in making the other person happy. &amp;nbsp;No matter how small or simple the gift maybe but as long as you give with a joyful heart that for me is the best gift one you could ever give.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/423131636945565956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-can-i-give-you-this-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/423131636945565956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3333635506814784421/posts/default/423131636945565956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeng-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-can-i-give-you-this-christmas.html' title='What can I give you this Christmas?'/><author><name>Jenggay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745691005424593876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4b6KRNi0z9yDFVln4szcbz3Sk_cEHCut5d4icx6bMMSnBuXP2M_7VZ2qv2Rv_TBIeyMy8SZ3bujkTi-MsXK3hdkbzqDvDKTd9z49rRyqEqyP6cwAx1bxQdfqUXd8yiI/s220/IMG_0721.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>