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I have work and I'm not really wealthy... So hindi ako masyadong&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;guilty sa part na to... I worked hard on what I have... Diba? Bongga! Masyado&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;akong guilty.... HAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pleasure without conscience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dito ako tinamaan... Although yah... I do have a conscience... Sometimes I just like&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;being bad and I am perfectly good at it. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Knowledge without character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di ako affected! Self-rigteous talaga noh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Business without ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just yesterday, someone from work invited me for USANA... I have seen some of&lt;span style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pictures of friends using this product and I was really interested.  But then, I am&lt;span style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just reluctant with the amount of money that I am supposed to shell out.  Good thing they kinda gave me another option of just doing retail but I need to learn the business.  I think networking is not bad but yah... Nobody ever became so rich with networking... I might have to tell the person who recruited me that I am not interested.  I easily get giddy with new things and I dont wanna be "paasa".   I can give retailing a try anyway sans the networking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Science without humanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fairness, mabait ako sa mga patients ko.  Even when my patients are irritable,&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;always try my best to make friends with them... Rapport kung rapport! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Religion without sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No comment ako dito... I am not in the best position to evaluate myself becaus&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;feeling ko kulang talaga ako sa part na to. I dont even get to go to church regularly&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on a Sunday.  Minsan kasi tinatamad ako and its not an excuse I know... Kaya gusto ko talaga mag-pass sa aspect na to.. =) But I believe in God... Intact naman ang religious beliefs ko kahit na may mga nami-meet akong atheists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Politics without principle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmp! Kaloka ang current situation ng country natin.  Consider me apathetic but I'll&lt;span style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just let the Senator Judges give their decision on Chief Justice Corona.  I don't know who to believe.  Ayoko maging judgmental... Bad din daw yun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ctually, I just saw the list on one of my friends Facebook account.  It made me look into myself and helped me decide whether I should go out partying tonight or not.  Well? I am not going out tonight that's a promise.  Hope I won't break it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nyway, I hope you get to evaluate yourselves too... Its worth the reflection... Trust me! =)&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/5252639513175164889-2482687091162073481?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Joan and Stefano are very much awake... =) Thus, very much in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkrBkNJFblI/TyN8nBer22I/AAAAAAAAAx4/9xfBACyA4jQ/s400/400270_10150556147668188_774998187_8759390_700513192_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702538563035061090" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;i&gt;The very much in-love couple, Joan and Stefan.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I met Joanna through Gj. They're classmates in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Goethe-Institut Makati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;When I first met Joan, she was kinda shy. Super tahimik nya. Sya ang perfect example ng a woman with few words. Super shy girl but she laughs at my jokes which is a good sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Def_tH4B-Uo/TyN8u-8ScGI/AAAAAAAAAyE/jwe_zSMTGko/s400/404391_10150572251525295_660720294_11415307_1373068096_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702538699792871522" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px; " /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Joan and Stefan have been together for some time... As far as I can remember, they've been together for 8 years but they were away from each other most of the time. However, it did not stop the love from growing... So I'd say distance is not a hindrance... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JKLW2IbpgFk/TyN893jdPvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/goaDUc9dKdw/s400/400483_10150572235145295_660720294_11415223_621621515_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702538955507711730" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Last January 8, they tied the knot through a civil wedding that I was not able to attend because of work. But I made it a point to drop by at their buffet dinner at Dads Kamayan in Glorietta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I enjoyed the food so much even though I was very late.  I think that they have more food choices compared to YakiMix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpdzyo45JjE/TyN9I9PdiyI/AAAAAAAAAyc/zIqmIEr3W9E/s1600/381971_10150572234380295_660720294_11415219_925249003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpdzyo45JjE/TyN9I9PdiyI/AAAAAAAAAyc/zIqmIEr3W9E/s400/381971_10150572234380295_660720294_11415219_925249003_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702539146013018914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I finally met Stefan in person and he was like the bigger version of their kid David Kristoff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;Had a good laugh over food and wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;Best wishes to Joanna and Stefano! Keep loving.... Cheers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252639513175164889-2908101344396012034?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Gael Bissdorf... =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the second day of my antibiotic therapy, I felt better.  My tonsils were less painful and swallowing was not much of a burden anymore but I was still having fever.  The next thing I knew? I was in the restroom trying to poo my heart out.  Damn! I was having a difficult time defecating.  Sorry guys.. You can skip reading this part because this is grose.  But I had to move heaven and earth to do what I usually do with ease.  But thank God... I managed to let it out.... I was the happiest person alive after getting out of that situation...  So since I felt better already... I went to my cousins place as staying at home for some time made me a little more sick than better.... So I thought that seeing other people would be the best idea to refresh my mind.  I need to see a different wall... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the third day, I realized that I forgot my Zithromax at home and going home to get it would be impractical and it may also take much of my time.  So instead, I bought a generic medication from Generika... I actually thought they have what I wanted.. I want the real Zithromax. However, I was too lazy to go to Mercury Drug to buy it... So instead I settled with the generic Azithromycin.... If I buy the Zithromax.... It costs Php 180 while its generic counterpart costs Php 100 per tablet.  Which lead to my conclusion that we can start taking a branded medication and then finish the antibiotic therapy with its generic counterpart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next stop on my third day of sick leave was a visit to my dentist, Dra. Gael Jelica Bissdorf.  The moment I woke up, I was already complaining to Linda that my head kinda hurts.  I think that was referred pain from my tooth but I couldn't care less anymore.  It was bothering me. So instead of going home that day, I went to my dentist to have my teeth cleaned and repaired whatever it is she wants to do with it.  Dang! She had a difficult time with the anesthesia because it wasnt working on me.  It made me recall my last intake of alcohol and I knew that it was about 4 days ago.  I am so sure it has been flushed from my system already.  Once I was done with my appointment, I think the 6 ampules of Lidocaine that she injected just took effect which was useless because the clinic has to close at 9pm.  I moved on with the rest of the night by heading to Republiq as my friends and I wanted to "salubong" my birthday there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was Trisha's idea that we "salubong" my birthday.  Salubong is celebrating the birthday like its the new year... I was there in my shiny red shoes.  I wore a purple cardigan and a lime green shirt... I felt fab that night amidst the anesthesia on my face which we fondly call Botox!  Dinner at Cafe Republiq, while they feasted on their food I drank water.  When we got inside Republiq, we perked the night up with Jagger Bombs.  The whole time I thought it was Jagger Bull... =) Jagger Bombs are 1 part Jaggermeister and 1 part red bull...  I am used to mixing it in the glass first then gulp... But they wanted me to drink it as is in one gulp.... I was pressured! So I drank 3 glasses! =) Purrrfect!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That night I met a super cute medicine student in the name of Kevin Giller.  He claims that he doesnt go to parties a lot but I was surprised because he happens to know a lot of people at Republiq on our way out.  I searched for him on Facebook and yes I added him and at this very moment he has not confirmed my friend request.  HAHAHA! =)  We ended the night with some soup at Shakey's and head to Trisha's apartment for a night's rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My birthday leave was granted to make sure that I get the 4 days of rest.  I spent my morning sleeping until I realized that I had to renew my professional license.  Linda and I met up at PRC because she also needed to get some documents for GJ, the other Bissdorf sister.  It was a very tiring process for both of us as I was also complaining that my shoes is hurting some parts of my feet and we had to go to different windows.  But we managed to wrap the afternoon up with some Japanese food from Tokyo Tokyo and bought some freshly-minted rubber slippers near the area for a more comfortable commuting going home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As soon as we got home, I couldn't help but feel super tired and I got emotional.  I kinda told myself that I did not feel my birthday.  I almost thought that the day went bunks.  But I realized that it doesnt really matter.  What bothered me most was the fact that I was not able to go to church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I have not blown a candle yet since the day started.  I asked Gj to buy some cake at Starbucks.  She arrived just before the day ended.  Wish granted! I got my cake and I was able to blow and think of a wish! Purrfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a so-so birthday but I was more than happy to know that there are people who love me.  And that's the most important thing for now.  &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/5252639513175164889-9216197281055641091?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Is it driving you mad already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what happened to starting my 2012 right. It could be the fact that I did not really end my year right by drinking plenty of water after eating too much chocolates. So the way I see it? I have contributed to its not-so-healthy start. But as they say, some events are just too difficult to control and some are just inevitable.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the first day of the year, I got my most dreaded tonsillitis and I started to feel cold in the evening and it was so damn difficult to swallow food.  The last time I had this was early last year and it wasn't a very pleasant experience because the medications were very expensive. That time, I did not have the privilege of getting free medications from the hospital pharmacy because I was not yet a regular employee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So although I had a difficult time sleeping the whole night, I still went to MakatiMed to have myself checked and yah! I was right... My tonsils were inflamed. I noticed that my tonsillar lymph nodes were very palpable.  Well, the good news is I am not getting a tonsillectomy soon because I haven't had such sickness in the past few months. Its the least of my wishes for 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I forgot the name of the doctor who checked me up but I knew she knew what she was doing.  She prescribed some Paracetamol for the fever, Zithromax for the infection and the exudates, and Bacticide gargle to free my mouth from all the bacteria that might cause more infection. She also gave me 3 days of sick leave which means that I am not going to work on the first day of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be continued.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252639513175164889-7975037482786284541?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So whenever I get the chance to savor TV in my bed, then I do it with much gusto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMhsDrw7jXQ/Tv1naKrhwEI/AAAAAAAAAwY/h75mpk9YliY/s400/200908024_leedongwook_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691819203307356226" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He has this boyish charm and makes me think that I can actually take care of him... LOL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are not a TV person, then Lee Dong Wook might be a good reason to convert.  His cutie-patoootie face is just so adorable.  He reminds me of a Zanjoe Marudo that has taken a milk bath 50 times more on a daily basis! And you know too well that Zanjoe is very close to my heart which means that Lee Dong Wook won't have a difficult time capturing my heart too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LE_YfcPf7IA/Tv1oJ2MsazI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mUaANSjJKy0/s400/936full-zanjoe-marudo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691820022443043634" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zanjoe doesnt look like Lee Dong Wook in this picture.... 50 more milk bath Zanj and you're way way hotter than Lee Dong Wok... =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lee Dong Wook is a South Korean actor who is best known for his leading role in 2005 as Seol Gong Chan in the television drama My Girl.  His latest project that is currently airing as of this writing is Helena's Promise which airs after the noontime show Happy Yippie Yehey on ABS-CBN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can scream 24/7... Looking at this pictures on Google! HAHAHA!&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/5252639513175164889-275386103263791569?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(Yakimix, Tomas Morato)</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTlAW-TN0jo/TttFYD0iNwI/AAAAAAAAAvE/qKCTXYnWM2I/s1600/P1010832.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pretty birthday girl... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTlAW-TN0jo/TttFYD0iNwI/AAAAAAAAAvE/qKCTXYnWM2I/s1600/P1010832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTlAW-TN0jo/TttFYD0iNwI/AAAAAAAAAvE/qKCTXYnWM2I/s400/P1010832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682211634502842114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we celebrated Gj's 27th birthday at Yakimix Tomas Morato.  I figured out that I might have to forget my dieting for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HbEFTZ4i8c/TttHM1uh8eI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/DMOgPzDW4BM/s1600/P1010887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HbEFTZ4i8c/TttHM1uh8eI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/DMOgPzDW4BM/s400/P1010887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682213640764256738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ViVi with Joanne and Baby David and Gj&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a gazillion of us so we had to transfer from table to table as each family arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHiSaXvcLvQ/TttIigFJfFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2G1bQsr8x_M/s1600/P1010860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHiSaXvcLvQ/TttIigFJfFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/2G1bQsr8x_M/s400/P1010860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682215112422292562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such a candid moment... Please picture out the chaos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived first so we got a big table, then our Aunts came and so we had to transfer to a bigger table until another Aunt came and the waiters had to assist us to the biggest table.  It was really fun.  Although I kinda saw the faces of the waiters and the hassle we gave them.   Im sure they did not mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday again to Engineer Lady Bug and may all your dreams come true!&lt;br /&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/5252639513175164889-1825954335275271087?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(But it only applies to blogging!)  I think my active lifestyle took me away from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blogosphere&lt;/span&gt;. Which I think is a good thing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came in for work yesterday, my boss told me that she's happy to see me happy.  And I politely replied that its TGIF for me since I am not on-duty today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gj, asked me what I'd be doing after work and I replied to her through BBM that I am going to have Yoga or Core-Strengthening session at Makati Medical Center's Ledesma Hall.  Other than that, I have no other plans so I am entertaining the idea that we might hang out after my deadly yoga sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was eazy breezy at work that day. I found a new zest and just swayed through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised when I arrived at the venue and found my exercise-mates giggling as they mimic a lady in front.  I knew it. Its not going to be yoga today.  Instead, its going to be Zumba.  I hurriedly went to my post without the chance of warming-up for the exercise because I was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the water-break, I received a call from Sir Celso regarding our plans for the hospital-wide dance contest for the Christmas Party. And it excites me so much.  I am just wondering how I'd be able to juggle my exercise over the dance rehearsals.  I say "good luck" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining hard when I got out of the hospital from the Zumba class so instead of walking to Greenbelt, I had to take a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at Redbox Greenbelt 3, Gj was still having her gift wrapped at Landmark for the christening of her colleagues' baby.  Because with me was my yoga mat and a gazillion stuff inside my bag, I had to look for a chair where I can sit while waiting for Gj.  It was a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mentos&lt;/span&gt;" moment when I saw the chairs outside Gerry's Grill. What a relief! At last, I was able to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted Belinda and Ella so they kinda kept me company for a while until Gj came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda shy at first when I met Gj's colleagues.  Of course, I've met them before but in the Filipino culture you have to act as if you're really shy then try to test the waters if they'll be tolerant if you show your wild side or your true shameless self.  In fairness to the boys and a lady, they were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I ate the crispy pata and nachos in one sitting. Food at RedBox was good especially if matched with San Miguel Premium Beer.  I drank a bottle and a half to show some respect for the one who ordered it.  Honestly, I wanted to drink iced tea and we just danced and sang the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at around 2am with some good 90's-boyband-music inside a cab with a Bisaya driver from Iligan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a chill night... 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A year ago, I promised to prepare for such events as the need for attention increases.  My doctor friends are also organizing this Halloween Party on the same date.  Which means that I might have to grace the event than stress myself out with the crowd in Republiq.  But like last year, I had a blast in Republiq which I might miss this year and I don't want to feel that way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the other hand, I am also considering the option of registering on this Rainbow Run!  I am so excited to show off some "gay" power with my feather boa. If I join this event, I am so sure that I wont be able attend the parties come night time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we'll see... 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There were cute boys there but it just was not enough.  I was quite disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I decided that we try Music Bank to sing our hearts out.  The night should not end without us finding what we really wanted to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas! We found out that singing was our thing.  Dancing isnt (Only that night!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAhq_ZLXc_E/TpEGjz19UyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/l0N0o3JtHKw/s1600/315835_2480588336913_1318704480_32897730_1480701474_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rUDtP3BW6BY/TpEGcpWCfTI/AAAAAAAAAs0/kX7J3AltnyA/s1600/310844_2480586096857_1318704480_32897727_365549148_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rUDtP3BW6BY/TpEGcpWCfTI/AAAAAAAAAs0/kX7J3AltnyA/s400/310844_2480586096857_1318704480_32897727_365549148_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661313295785819442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While waiting for our turn to have our singing rooms... A short photo-op does the magic in killing time....  We were dead tired!  We had a very long day! Trust me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-regT5o39MCE/TpEGVUXrefI/AAAAAAAAAss/0OwgqIZ7ZAc/s1600/306418_2480585136833_1318704480_32897725_1540822703_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-regT5o39MCE/TpEGVUXrefI/AAAAAAAAAss/0OwgqIZ7ZAc/s400/306418_2480585136833_1318704480_32897725_1540822703_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661313169896471026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Dion Ignacio with girlfriend and friends.  I used to have a crush on this guy.  I was quite surprised.  I thought he went OUT already.  But maybe that was just a press release.  I seriously thought he was gay.  He was very nice and handsome that night. Making &lt;i&gt;kulit &lt;/i&gt;with waiters.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-na_M2IcgM5Y/TpEGJ8TO_bI/AAAAAAAAAsk/XWeZt3yHc3U/s1600/297805_2480584336813_1318704480_32897722_1928983763_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-na_M2IcgM5Y/TpEGJ8TO_bI/AAAAAAAAAsk/XWeZt3yHc3U/s400/297805_2480584336813_1318704480_32897722_1928983763_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661312974456815026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to hide the stoggy with a star... I got my bracelets from Techya's shoes!  Very innovative! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8G-EZW5SyK0/TpEGDJlthxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2DpyBpRR1jo/s1600/296324_2480585416840_1318704480_32897726_1041944885_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8G-EZW5SyK0/TpEGDJlthxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2DpyBpRR1jo/s400/296324_2480585416840_1318704480_32897726_1041944885_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661312857764890386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Techya... Will you believe me if I tell you that she has two cute kids already? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAhq_ZLXc_E/TpEGjz19UyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/l0N0o3JtHKw/s1600/315835_2480588336913_1318704480_32897730_1480701474_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAhq_ZLXc_E/TpEGjz19UyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/l0N0o3JtHKw/s400/315835_2480588336913_1318704480_32897730_1480701474_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661313418863137570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rUDtP3BW6BY/TpEGcpWCfTI/AAAAAAAAAs0/kX7J3AltnyA/s1600/310844_2480586096857_1318704480_32897727_365549148_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rUDtP3BW6BY/TpEGcpWCfTI/AAAAAAAAAs0/kX7J3AltnyA/s1600/310844_2480586096857_1318704480_32897727_365549148_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally enjoyed the singing... It was just so much fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We kinda felt that we were not the clubbing people anymore... Getting old? I dont think so. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252639513175164889-2844201833721461186?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Thanks to Patty for the guest list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-C8x5odDZc/TpED81v8InI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Hw-unXBI0AU/s1600/291856_2480573936553_1318704480_32897704_560685707_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-C8x5odDZc/TpED81v8InI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Hw-unXBI0AU/s400/291856_2480573936553_1318704480_32897704_560685707_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661310550336610930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Republiq was not as jam-packed compared to the other Saturdays.  It was pretty much "chill" plus I wanted R&amp;amp;B instead of trance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danced a little.... Sight-seeing some more...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny thing? Koreans dancing on the ledge.  NOT COOL! I can't describe the choreography.  It was as if they were trying to have gay sex.  They were effortlessly funny.  I was very amused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ptxak6Ckkag/TpEEf-tNimI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8-2U3YYoABk/s400/302450_2480580336713_1318704480_32897715_9907362_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661311154036509282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Babes and Brian were there too... But they just had a few beers at Cafe Republiq.  They suggested that we try Opus but unfortunately it was too crowded.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw a few of my celebrity friends Rocco Nacino and Zanjoe Marudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ps8WAEbD9I/TpEEa2-DxHI/AAAAAAAAAsE/6hnEwG8nPQw/s1600/302140_2480581136733_1318704480_32897716_1569914921_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ps8WAEbD9I/TpEEa2-DxHI/AAAAAAAAAsE/6hnEwG8nPQw/s400/302140_2480581136733_1318704480_32897716_1569914921_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661311066060342386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A short photo-op... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-C8x5odDZc/TpED81v8InI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Hw-unXBI0AU/s1600/291856_2480573936553_1318704480_32897704_560685707_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtEoT-NRcPY/TpEEmXTWGHI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v-dZQLrw2PE/s400/311743_2480579736698_1318704480_32897714_142174992_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661311263718119538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Techya &lt;/span&gt;and Gj while thinking of our next stop ... 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It gives me more objectivity.  I like how brave she is when she airs her POV's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GnFz7q2x7Gc/TpD52XsGUTI/AAAAAAAAArs/1ZQcyRi3s_k/s400/308595_2480570216460_1318704480_32897700_570146213_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661299444071944498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, this post is about Barcino.  One of the high-end places that I dont really get to eat at when I feel poor.  It usually means spending a fortune to eat paellas and drinking reim de reig tintos.  I dont even know if I said it right.  So when I feel the need to social-climb. I go to these places.  Once in a while, its nice to play "rich girl".  HAHAHA! Emphasis on the "girl". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was actually &lt;a href="http://vitorivita.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-shiny-fridays-with-black-and.html"&gt;Lea &lt;/a&gt;who told me that Barcino is the best place for wine and cheese.  She mentioned some of their hard to remember dishes and cheeses to my amusement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my first Barcino was with Ryan, Honey, and Lerry.  I think it was the time when we had dinner at California Pizza Kitchen and for some R&amp;amp;R we went drinking at Barcino.  By the way, I got so drunk because Ryan and I were chasing each others shots.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://vitorivita.blogspot.com/2011/08/wine-and-cheese-to-beer-and-cocktails.html"&gt;second one was with family and friends.&lt;/a&gt; That was the time when I wore a librarian-encyclopedia-salesperson ensemble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime we go out partying, as in the past few instances that we did.  We always meet up at Barcino to have some beer or wine before we go for hardcore dancing and gyrating at a certain club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, we were heading to Republiq but of course, before everything else, we had to make sure that our tummies arent deprived.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want rice-meals as in the heavy kind, Barcino isnt the best place for you.  But if you can tolerate bread in your system, then you'll enjoy it here.  I think it also helped that I was kinda tapering my daily intake of rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember enjoying a platter of Chorizo Picantes Frito and I loved it.  There were other chorizos on the platter which inclused Bilbao.  It was really good. I wanted to eat rice with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so full that I hardly finished it.  I also enjoyed the lentejas de casa which is the high-end version of "monggo".  It was like couture of all monggos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rO0LiWgwqgM/TpD59R7DAAI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Ik6eheVG_m4/s400/317637_2480571576494_1318704480_32897701_1917795637_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661299562783113218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Barcino Buds - Gj aka Lady Bug, Techya, Jennylyn and ViVi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Barcino, we hopped inside a cab for Republiq.  The travel was fast and now we're game for a lot of dancing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252639513175164889-5061026615653319120?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was kinda difficult for me because I had so much fun in Dumaguete and making another memory like it wouldn't be easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But because I said YES to an invitation, I had to keep the promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Techya and Jen wanted to meet up on a Friday but I was dead-tired. Their flight will arrive in the midnight anyway, so I thought meeting them the next day was the best idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I needed to talk to Techya why she wanted to get out of Davao on a weekend.  Something must be so wrong.  Plus Arzel Lou, our other friend had to pressure her to do it.  I was really puzzled.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the next day, I went directly to the hotel where Techya and Jennylyn are staying.  I was excited to see them. The last time they were here in Manila was in February of this year where we ate at &lt;a href="http://vitorivita.blogspot.com/2011/03/kanin-club-ayala-triangle-gardens.html"&gt;Kanin Club Ayala Triangle Gardens.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as we got inside the cab, I knew that I was up for a wild ride with these two girls.  I was super "porma" that day when it suddenly rained.  I informed them anyway that Manila is expecting a typhoon but the weather will be fine. Signal No. 1 allows Manila residents to check out the latest on-sale items in malls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwTjpG5HAoU/TpDyVCmDuNI/AAAAAAAAArU/nMUNJoWc1kA/s400/kia-soul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661291174892386514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was so in love with the KIA Soul... The first time I saw it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I knew this car was meant for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apparently, the main reason why Techya is here in Manila is to check on her latest purchase - a KIA Sorrento at the KIA Kamuning Branch!  She's fixing all the papers needed and she paid for the car here.  She told me that she'd be able to save a hundred thousand pesos if she purchases it here in Manila.  After all the signing of papers and the works, we decided to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.banapplekitchen.com/Banapple.html"&gt;Banapple Kitchen&lt;/a&gt; Il Terrazzo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89lDoXoTAnE/TpDz4RvJvcI/AAAAAAAAArc/7aQCA57Y-wA/s1600/298337_10150385871680295_660720294_10555278_1921151039_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89lDoXoTAnE/TpDz4RvJvcI/AAAAAAAAArc/7aQCA57Y-wA/s400/298337_10150385871680295_660720294_10555278_1921151039_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661292879764110786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;This is what I ordered at Banapple... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;A healthy food (Super Ceasar Salad) vs. an unhealthy food (some cake I cant remember)...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt; The ironies of life... HAHAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My battery was empty because I left my charger at Gj's place the last time I had sleepover after JP's birthday dinner at YakiMix!  So I had to bring Techya and Jennylyn there.  I just thought that taking the jeep would be very practical because its super near. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While charging my phone, Techya and Jennylyn examined all the magnets at the fridge while Linda was explaining every single thing in it.  I had to think where I'd bring them next because I did not want to bring them to places they've gone before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suggested that we have coffee at The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf Eastwood.  There, we got the chance to talk and I was quite surprised with the revelations.  Of course, I still pray that everything will be fine with Techya and that Jennylyn will get a new boyfriend soon.  So she'd be able to forget the remnants of her previous rendezvous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fJMnEc0pZbM/TpD2g1WrLrI/AAAAAAAAArk/qb_EGmLC3l4/s1600/315003_10150386004205295_660720294_10556082_1508890323_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fJMnEc0pZbM/TpD2g1WrLrI/AAAAAAAAArk/qb_EGmLC3l4/s400/315003_10150386004205295_660720294_10556082_1508890323_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661295775543144114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;We all got White Chocolate Dream Mocha  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;to go with our Triple Decker and Raspberry Cakes... YUM! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to visit Padre Pio in Eastwood too for a little enlightenment.  Lighted our candles and prayed for everything to fall into place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to the hotel room to prepare for the night as I was trying my best to have our names on the guestlist for a night of partying at Republiq! &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/5252639513175164889-7925825453790270259?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Parang nung minsan din na na-inspire ako ni &lt;a href="http://vitorivita.blogspot.com/2011/02/tina-tagle-changed-my-life.html"&gt;Tina Tagle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gusto ko lang daw magpakatotoo now at tinamad talaga akong mag-English! HAHAHA! Hindi naman pwedeng Bisaya kasi mas lalo nyong hindi naintindihan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, kumuha ako ng mas comfortable na chair kasi masakit na sa pwet ang monobloc chair na ginamit ko.  Para naman maisulat ko rin ng maigi ang flow ng ideas ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, tong post na to puno lang ng kalandian dahil peg kong chumurva sa bus papuntang Bacolod.  You see? Pwede naman kasi talaga akong mag-direct flight from Dumaguete to Manila pero pinahirapan ko talaga ang sarili ko and I braved the road trip to Bacolod kahit masakit sa pwet. (Muntik tuloy maging PWET ang title ng post na to.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0elKyc5T9YA/TnWfuWdlfnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/IJ5Rog0Kmag/s400/3097516527_f40d0a0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653600525885996658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is very identical to the  Ceres bus I took going to Bacolod... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(They all look the same actually!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since hindi ko naman alam ang schedule ng buses going to Bacolod (dahil last time tinanong ko tong si kuyang nasa information booth ang sabi nya every 40 minutes daw ang byahe).  I forgot to ask the schedules for Air-Conditioned buses going to Bacolod.  Buti nalang, yung nasakyan kong bus going to Dumaguete eh sinabing maabutan ko pa ang trip to Bacolod from Dumaguete na aircon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knFy_BDNPF0/TnWh4D6G5II/AAAAAAAAAqk/xLl5M6ifINE/s1600/312382_10150355986090295_660720294_10335081_3928857_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knFy_BDNPF0/TnWh4D6G5II/AAAAAAAAAqk/xLl5M6ifINE/s400/312382_10150355986090295_660720294_10335081_3928857_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653602891727299714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goodbye Dumaguete.... Hello Bacolod!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Kinikilig pa ako nito kasi katabi ko si Hunky Koya!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment na dumating tong bus sa Dumaguete terminal... Eh mega takbo na agad ako sa isang bus na papuntang Bacolod. Nag-effort pa ako with &lt;i&gt;fasyon &lt;/i&gt;that time!  Syempre kailangan fashionable pag bumibyahe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayon! Nakita tong si hunky kuya... Sabi ko syempre sa sarili ko... "Tabi na ako dito!"  And winner kasi vacant yung malapit sa window na seat at katabi ko pa tong hunky kuya na to.  Actually mukha syang bouncer! HAHAHA! (Trip ko na pala ang bouncer ngayon?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So apparently, mega pa-cute ako kay kuya.  Mabait naman sya. Wala syang ginawang masama saken. Sayang! HAHAHA!  But then, he got off the bus in Kabankalan, one of the cities in Negros Occidental.  At buti nalang wala din akong ginawang masama... Because he had a GUN under his shirt!!!! =) Kaloka! I was sitting beside a guy who had a gun. Real gun it is! SHOKOT kung sinapian si KOYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Va8l0kSZHpI/TnWqZUG5MEI/AAAAAAAAAq8/PDNmCr0ahI4/s400/207841_205246492829589_100000327198158_632227_920963_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653612259104600130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kalevel ang yumminess ni Lanz sa Chicken Inasal at buko pie na binigay nya saken. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smitten ako sa kanya!  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But winner din ang replacement ni KOYA! Dahil ang next na tumabi saken ay cutie chinito! Sabi ko sa sarili ko -- "Its my lucky day at sulit ang 6-hour bus ride to Bacolod!"  He was the nicest! In fact, he mad me try the BUKO PIE (as in bumili sya para matikman ko!) Yumyum!.... But I did not eat it right away... In exchange, binigyan ko na din sya ng peanut brittle na binili ko din sa bus. HAHAHA! Exchange gift ito.  I invited him for dinner because he suggested that I eat dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.lfisherhotelbacolod.com/chalet-restaurant"&gt;Chalet Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;.  But then, he politely refused. Sapat na ata ang peanut brittle na binigay ko sa kanya. KILIG!  Friends na nga pala kami on Facebook at may common friend pa kami. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6T5NJvmxmz4/TnWtSFYnzMI/AAAAAAAAArE/LdMCY35XTBg/s1600/253732_1948830614500_1654648136_1962268_2169558_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6T5NJvmxmz4/TnWtSFYnzMI/AAAAAAAAArE/LdMCY35XTBg/s400/253732_1948830614500_1654648136_1962268_2169558_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653615433428225218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ganda lang ng Lola Geztel nyo dito... Dormmate ko sya sa Mansion dati... and gracious host while I was in Bacolod... Mega-drive around the city and even hanggang airport kahit duty din sya the next day! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQAZwMkwfmM/TnWuxd6nWQI/AAAAAAAAArM/JuLzPJ4yEpQ/s1600/30127_109173112460255_100001027014440_74738_4391652_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQAZwMkwfmM/TnWuxd6nWQI/AAAAAAAAArM/JuLzPJ4yEpQ/s400/30127_109173112460255_100001027014440_74738_4391652_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653617072100825346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best in Crop ako sa photo ni Tita Shane (Shanie Bear) sa Facebook kasi wala nga kaming photo together dahil shonga lang ako at naiwan ko sa hotel ang camera... Hindi rin umubra ang Blackberry photos ko sa sobrang dilim ng kuha nito... Best in Explanation din pala... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends Geztel and Shane picked me up at the bus terminal. Medyo matagal din sila kaya medyo panic mode narin ako.  Naka-Sunday dress pa si Tita Shane! Wala kaming picture together kasi loser ako.  Yung camera na dala ko. Walang charger! HAHAHA!  Ako na ang hindi ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFg3sNbQXM8/TnWkvpyohlI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QpZyoTFhgRE/s400/308791_10150356106580295_660720294_10335991_2869906_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653606045812557394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We stayed at Business Inn Hotel Bacolod for the night... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Useless lang kasi 1 hour lang ang tulog ko!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Direcho na kami sa Business Inn Hotel Bacolod. Freshen up. Lipad na agad! Dinner at Manokan Country and winner talaga ang chicken inasal nila.  Gusto kong magbaon at magdala sa Manila at ipatikim ko na rin sa mga kasama ko sa work.  Pero baka mapanis. So Bong Bong nalang ang dinala ko for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QGwNzyg3LbQ/TnWlzDO9sgI/AAAAAAAAAq0/bpsv2yFL0Wg/s400/317434_10150356532435295_660720294_10340520_4121877_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653607203693507074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ito ang pinaka-winner sa Bacolod trip ko... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Winner talaga ang Chicken Inasal nila! SUPERRR!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nag high blood din ata ako dun sa sobrang dami ng kinain ko. Went to Tropics for some drinks. Na-trauma na ako from what happened &lt;a href="http://vitorivita.blogspot.com/2011/09/knowing-worth-of-ounce-of-blood.html"&gt;last night&lt;/a&gt;. So tweetums ako when I was drinking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gusto ko na matulog that time kasi useless ang bayad sa hotel kung hindi rin namin magamit. But then, ayaw matulog ni Waldo! Marami pa syang energy so punta muna kami ng MO2 Ice Bar. Dance-laloo with a stranger at flirt lang ng flirt. Pumatong sa ledge at ganap ang ledge dancing. Tugsh tugsh until 3 in the morning. Slept for an hour at the Business Inn Hotel. Packed-up. Hot shower.  Gezzy drove me to Silay International Airport. Bought pasalubong at Bong Bongs. Flylalooo na to Manila. Took the taxi to work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ako na ang vampire. One hour lang ang tulog ako dahil binasa ko pa ang magazine sa plane about Prague. But I survived the day. Nakauwi naman ako ng maayos.  Naisip ko lang. Parang ang haba ng 4-day long weekend ko but honestly sobrang bilis lang nya. Gusto ko pang mag-extend pero hindi na pwede. No more moooolah narin ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to reality na and work work work nanaman ulit. Para may pang bakasyon nanaman! Sa Prague na talaga next time. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yun na ang best vacation ever ko!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252639513175164889-2588841914900622332?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He is the most determined and most understanding person I know. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment I arrived home it was my brother who picked me up at the bus terminal.  The last time I went home (2 years ago), it was not one of his skills.  I felt proud but a bit guilty because at some point I told my mom not to let my brother drive because he was too young.  When they bought his ride, Mom and Pop did not tell me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That same night, I asked my brother to drive me around town because I wanted to visit some of my friends.  But I forgot that in my hometown, everybody sleeps as early as 9 o'clock in the evening. So my brother and I just did an OBT (One Big Tuyok) around town and checked-out the new must-see drinking  and hang out places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, Mom, Pop, and I had a little catch-up session before Uncle Melvie came asking us to have lunch at Lola Inday's place.  As usual, my Pop stayed at home while Mom and I went to Lola Inday's place to have a little tete-a-tete with family and friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kind of gatherings remind me of Sunday lunches and the games I play with my cousins. Most of the kids are no longer kids but we still bully them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Among my cousins, I'm closest to Dovie because we were batch mates in elementary and we kinda grew up together.  Even when we were in high school wherein we went to different schools in Dumaguete, we still wait for each other at the bus terminal so we can go home together.  She wears her Silliman University High School uniform while I wear Saint Louis School - Don Bosco.  The one-hour trip wasn't enough for our catch-up chika. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgkc2HR-TAE/TmwNUV_-8BI/AAAAAAAAAqE/yJzRrTponq0/s400/304339_10150355022770295_660720294_10324227_447334_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650906275597185042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dovie and ViVi in front of the old tambayan where endless chikka happened... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dovie lives in Lola Inday's house which is a stone-throw away from my house.  And seeing her again made me reminisce at how our childhood was.  Dodong Rey was also at the gathering flirting with Ginoben, which I expected to see given that Ginoben was his first kiss. Eeeeeehhh! (Kilig!)  I was also surprised that Ginoben was present.  I thought he's in Guam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To complete the family lunch, I had to take the blood pressure of every single person in the family.  Even the kids asked me to get their BP!  But I obliged myself to do it since these gatherings don't happen everyday.  It got me drained, so I slept the whole afternoon. Pop did the same thing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SFxr0l_M8A/TmwPBGjsX0I/AAAAAAAAAqU/3CE0mMOyM4I/s400/228492_215210731830740_100000254449989_820513_3422969_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650908144057737026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Johane on her wedding day... =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night, Gj dropped by at my place to get her accessories.  She left it in Manila so I had to bring it with me.  Even when I was younger, my parent were a bit overprotective.  They abhor my night-outs!  They don't get the point why young people do it.  But this time, they did not react too much.  My mom simply wanted to confirm that we're going home before 12 o'clock midnight.  Nobody goes home like Cinderella.  I'm not going to do something stupid that will destroy the family's reputation anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gj, Dovie, and I went to our friend, Johane's place to invite her for some drinks.  BUT!!! She has a baby already and her baby was quite sick that night so she was not able to join us.  We were left with no choice but to take care of the booze on our own.  Good thing, Ruel was there and he invited Norberto and Julius to join us. Both are cute guys and so I just flirted with them the whole night! (KILIG!!!)  Norberto drove me home and the most embarassing part was an image of myself puking near a burger stand in what was considered the Time Street of my hometown.  I guess I just ruined the untarnished reputation of my family. &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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJdlNAfjSjA/TmwOp87MEiI/AAAAAAAAAqM/DC0XnGeAozg/s400/292714_10150355164565295_660720294_10326040_2201194_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650907746334937634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The culprit!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, I received a sermon from my mom.  She was quite effective when she told me the story about Uncle Timmy and how he is at the moment. According to my mom, when Uncle Timmy was younger and richer he had so many friends.  He partied a lot and he had boys - a lot of them!  But now that he is old and poor, nobody notices Uncle Timmy.  My mom described Uncle Timmy as thin and "gusgusin".  She pities him so much and my Mom doesnt want that to happen to me.  What a very nice story.  It touched me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course, I had to clarify with my mom that I don't spend money on my boys! They spend it on me.  But it still got me thinking of how I should lead my life.  It made me realize that maybe I should take care more of my body and of course my family.  As the Spanish proverb goes, an ounce of blood is worth more than a pound of friendship.  I just thought that my Mom is tired of competing with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, she doesn't need to.  I just need to reassure her that I value my family as much as my friends.  And it made me feel so guilty and so to make up  for it, I must do something to prove that they really are important to me.&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/5252639513175164889-857564612681286755?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But of course, what she said has no bearing.  We were still so smitten from &lt;a href="http://vitorivita.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-felt-like-college-again.html"&gt;last night&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For brunch, Tita Bing cooked "humba" for us and so we hurriedly went to the dining area and left the room in its best cluttered state.  This is SOOOOOO Katy Perry's Last Friday Night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lEHjuzW7xNI/TmrHTaDw8AI/AAAAAAAAApM/k3gXUI58Geg/s400/317681_2378393537624_1184218211_33005871_834124_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650547818716262402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In my best friends room.... Sorry Ai! I'm responsible for the clutter... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I went home to Siaton, I had to make sure that I get to visit my goddaughter while I am in Dumaguete.  Alyah is such an adorable little girl.  She likes playing "catch-a-ball" with me and she wants me to stay.  She even closed the door when I told her that we have to leave.  Sweet little girl.  I had to sing a Lady Gaga song to get her attention with matching dance steps.  Making a fool out of myself in front of her was worth it.  We are now BFFs and we'll be partying together when she's older! With mommy's permission nonetheless. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eETgrKSw0RM/TmrIWvm1jXI/AAAAAAAAApc/_iIfpdxZ-gw/s400/185325_2378398137739_1184218211_33005877_3549907_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650548975551745394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable Alyah.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After visiting Alyah and Appy, we went to Robinson's Dumaguete and ate at Moon Cafe.  It was my first time there so I was quite amazed at the interior and the food was great too.  It felt like I was in Mexico. I chose the grilled chicken salad instead of the oily chili con carne because I'm trying to practice self-control. I think its working well on me too.  We shared our own mishaps at work and it was so much fun.  It was nice seeing everyone except Ishy who was on-duty that time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVC0gWtVUzs/TmrJ-HvYlJI/AAAAAAAAApk/X_IoJPMf7Sg/s400/309721_2378408618001_1184218211_33005892_1412217_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650550751556572306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shyr, Darlene, Frances, and ViVi (cinched!) at Moon Cafe... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dp7qAL2oWTI/TmrLpdq-XdI/AAAAAAAAAps/r55o6-MrzUc/s400/300631_2378407457972_1184218211_33005891_1684117_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650552595689659858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frances and ViVi in the fiercest photo there is...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My whole stay in Dumaguete was made possible by Frances who arranged my itinerary.  She drove me around town, fed me and made me stay at her place.  I felt loved because Trisha and Appy also offered their cribs but of course Frances was insistent/persistent and it has always been the thing so I can't ask for more. HAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I felt  the love Dumaguete... And so I'm going to give back all the love!!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252639513175164889-5561765380924807217?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOo0IjC_bYI/TmLhXC5Z6eI/AAAAAAAAAos/ZENon9BGwtI/s1600/309276_2378353416621_1184218211_33005763_2839893_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0jAr0EY_cw/TmLhDmXdBXI/AAAAAAAAAok/yCKxuUi9YZw/s1600/317061_2378350896558_1184218211_33005755_8064524_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0jAr0EY_cw/TmLhDmXdBXI/AAAAAAAAAok/yCKxuUi9YZw/s400/317061_2378350896558_1184218211_33005755_8064524_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648324334630798706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The pose as it is.... =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The moment I arrived in Dumaguete, I tweeted  and BBM-ed about it.  I realized that I have not gone home for the past 2 years.  It was a perfect time to do it because of the festivities in the city like the 110th Founder's Week Celebration of Silliman University. &lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you just imagine how giddy I was to join the fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose not to have any check-in baggage for the trip because I was in a hurry to get off the plane.  The bad weather did not stop me at all.  I wore the lousiest clothes on my way to the airport as I was ready to get soaked under the wild winds and water that the skies were offering.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost panicked when my Trisha's flight to Dumaguete on the same day got delayed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw some familiar people in the airport. Some were my batchmates. Some were older alumnus. And when I say old. They are really old.  The flight was one hell of a ride.  Reminded me of the not-so-fun rides at the amusement park all because of the bad weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as I got out of the airport, I saw my best friend Frances and Darlene.  They were waiting for me and as promised, Frances picked me up.  I was so giddy almost to the point of hyperventilating.  I missed this place.  I spent most of my wild days here! HAHAHA!  I came out of my shell here and met the most amazing and beautiful people in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was inside the car, I told Frances that I need to change clothes because I was wearing my straight-from-bed clothes because of the heavy rain in Manila.  After freshening up at her place, we went straight to Silliman University.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOo0IjC_bYI/TmLhXC5Z6eI/AAAAAAAAAos/ZENon9BGwtI/s400/309276_2378353416621_1184218211_33005763_2839893_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648324668706908642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ViVi, Frances, and Icko&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be seen.  I wanted everyone to know that I was home.  However, the mud at the booth area stopped me.  My Coach shoes is not for the rugged days.  So instead, Frances and I went to the Vernon Hall which used to be New Men's Dorm. Tete-a-tete with Kuya Princeton (Dorm Manager) and reminisced at how I was as a dormer.  It was melancholic and nostalgic at the same time.  I think the present dormers got irritated as I was shouting and screaming the whole time. No one can stop me. Frances and I also reminisced at how she'd pick me up at the dorm and check out my cute dorm mates.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BX72S8G6VJs/TmLhsMrwsGI/AAAAAAAAAo0/7JWmiSYF0J0/s400/306051_2378386817456_1184218211_33005857_1109113_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648325032111288418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ViVi with best friend (Straight!) Ivan at Cafe Antonio... Super quick chitchat... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so timely because it was Christian's birthday, Trisha's brother, so we crashed his party and ate dinner.  I had to show off some antics that I'm sure Tita Cindy and Tita Bing missed.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Labeled, Hayahay, and El Camino to party like rockstars.  As we walked along the party strip, it felt like college again.  We knew everyone. Besos everywhere.  It made me realize how I missed Dumaguete.  I wanna be young and free once more and I can only do that in this small city of the gentlest people in the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Qr1R326HpI/TmLiKxiE6MI/AAAAAAAAAo8/zGbsO-nVduw/s400/297011_2081293149863_1171098520_32019239_7264001_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648325557398857922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Original Triumvirate - Trisha, ViVi, and Appy!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't get out of the party scene sober.  There are too many drinks for cheers and CHUG! =) HAHAHA!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpTCUXyO428/TmLilm97irI/AAAAAAAAApE/BbYgGRFAdf4/s400/311776_2378391497573_1184218211_33005867_7714146_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648326018419362482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;We girls have moves like Jagger...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trisha, ViVi, Appy, Frances, and Ciarra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home at 4 in the morning and like in college, Frances and I panicked at the thought that her Mom might wake up when we open the main gate.  Thanks to their househelp who had to stay awake for us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumaguete party-scene? Still scores with a BIG CHECK!!!!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;☑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jairus, a high school friend who is connected with Wrecked Productions, sent an invite on this new party place in Makati.  He doesn't fail to give us invites and he does it with much &lt;i&gt;gusto&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sent the same invite to all my BBM contacts but only Patty replied.  The last time I partied with her was November of last year and she was so dead-drunk that time.  It has been made known to the partying world that the Halloween parties at Republiq were labeled as "EPIC".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patty wanted to check out this relatively new place with Gj, my other partying friend.  Everything was set. I also placed Farzad and Terj on the guest list if at any point they are free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, Cheska was in-charge of having My Fly Girls (MFG) and The Chinese Community placed on the list.  Everything was set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to meet up for dinner at Mesa Greenbelt. But I came fashionably late because I had to work my way out of the house. Uncle Jaime, who arrived from Norway the night before, made me choose between him and this party I was attending.  He was making me guilty but I was unstoppable.  I wanted to go out.  I wanted to dance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much nagging, he allowed me to go out but the catch is I have to sing at least 15 upbeat Karaoke songs as they dance and drink to it.  It was an easy task but it cost my voice the next day.  At least, I have fulfilled my nephew duties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody was sipping wine and feasting on cheese when I arrived at Barcino.  Daaang! They were waiting for me. But I knew that they were having fun because Linda was there.  Linda is the Personal Assistant of Gj. (comment)  In fact, Linda was posing and doing some wine-toasting with Patty and Gael, Gj's sister.  Just the right POSH!!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mcAjBcYzlKw/TlBMWUXDI_I/AAAAAAAAAns/texzwYpJVSg/s400/time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643094279401448434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its about TIME.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L-R (Farzad, Patty, ViVi, Gj, Terj)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment Farzad became sleepy, we decided to leave Barcino and go to TIME!  We loved their penthouse but it was so hot. Four industrial fans and the place was perfect!  The ground floor was nice and cold but unfortunately smoking is not allowed. A real bummer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPM5B7gtCFc/TlBM3bQ5RZI/AAAAAAAAAn0/1-Z0_smSZgc/s400/291714_2347552571102_1318704480_32757719_2500292_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643094848190367122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Fly Girls with the gang...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L-R (Gj, Terj, Mica, Cheska, Trisha, ViVi, Patty, Farzad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MFG arrived, together with the TCC, from North Park.  They ate first before partying.  What a nice to cushion the stomach.  Too much eye-candy on the venue! I love the guys and the girls were really fashionable.  I kinda noticed how skinny the were. They looked like me - models! LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zeZntmAtRIA/TlBNgWrELdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/yTNokN7ZV8Y/s400/295131_2347536850709_1318704480_32757711_5346034_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643095551332593106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chug before going to the next bar.... (Deeeeeeezy now!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb56Ebpcygs/TlBN1SUgFTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/hdxMmlTcKQY/s400/254641_2347537930736_1318704480_32757713_5467332_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643095910941463858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;My "chug" partner and our sober faces... LOL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patty wanted to go to Attica for a change but unfortunately the place was jam-packed. (A club that's FULL! Is it a good thing?) Went back to TIME and then went to Palladium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9AqqBI41V0/TlBOKku_xHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/DnqudDGUNqk/s400/262899_2347553731131_1318704480_32757722_4702842_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643096276661683314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terj almost got laid after getting some love in the club...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ix2QK_WDLk/TlBOlYlmA3I/AAAAAAAAAoU/46z8zVN2a4I/s400/palladium%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643096737257489266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They want a photo of us because we've got mooooooooves..... like jagger!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my first time at Palladium so I was amazed at the place.  It was nice and the people were nicer and yummier!  Paparazzi everywhere and we loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_bQcnHS28g/Tk8Ekp508bI/AAAAAAAAAm8/m1qQ2U6uFi8/s400/262979_10150318613826368_660436367_9823856_4905699_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642733885888721330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dumaguete power for Harry Potter...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;L-R (Dan, ViVi, Nikki, Honey)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_bQcnHS28g/Tk8Ekp508bI/AAAAAAAAAm8/m1qQ2U6uFi8/s1600/262979_10150318613826368_660436367_9823856_4905699_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;This is one of my most outdated post but I still wanted to document it because this doesn't happen everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;It started with two free tickets that I got from a not-so-secret-society of "nuclear" people courtesy of Mam Ria. She gave her tickets to me because she also has tickets from a different group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LaTjTOS7Dyw/Tk8FLXITraI/AAAAAAAAAnE/kF8zTSsCvao/s400/284026_10150263453129985_686984984_7479159_1577417_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642734550864080290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diba? Irrisistible naman talaga si Ryan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Without batting an eyelash, I planned on who to watch it with... Guess what? My first choice was Ryan... LOL! =) Because he is just so irresistible. I also liked the fact that he isn't homophobic. He wanted to watch the movie with me but unfortunately he can't commit because he said that his family might be here on the same day which I totally understand. But I don't know what happened, he watched it with his college friends. HAHAHA!!! I was such a good sport. I did not mind. I have other friends anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3hc9aF9jgmk/Tk8FsGSMlmI/AAAAAAAAAnM/UTQz1ah3EUo/s400/185137_10150318614051368_660436367_9823860_4172175_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642735113277838946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ado and ViVi (Awwww! I am so fat!!!! I think Harry Potter wanted to poke me with his Elderly wand! )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Then came Ado. Who was free on that day but still asked permission from his girlfriend. HAHAHA! How lovely! And truth be told, the girlfriend allowed him to watch the movie with me. Which is a good thing because I have not seen him in ages. He is the only guy that can bring out a no non-sense conversation with me. We can talk for hours and he can mock me the whole night but I'd still laugh with him. Smitten much? HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Well, the other tickets for Dan, Honey, Lerry and Nikki came just right on the day of the premiere show. Thanks to my boss and my boss' boss... That's a lot of BOSS! Huh? HAHAHA! They kinda knew that I needed it. How intuitive of them to feel it. Guess it was a lucky day for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djBC3wWxyIA/Tk8GZqsWygI/AAAAAAAAAnU/JfFV9PK8jHA/s400/223107_10150318613726368_660436367_9823854_7512308_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642735896145349122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;L-R (Nikki, ViVi, Honey, Lerry)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;While waiting for Ado, we went to Starbucks because Nikki was kinda sleepy and she needed a coffee boost! By the way, Nikki came all the way from Dumaguete to watch Varekai with Honey. Harry Potter was just a side-trip. It was also my first time to meet Lerry, Honey's roommate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;For the movie, we had to travel to Gateway Mall because the block-screening will be held there. Some interesting stuff that you should know is that it is a "cruising" place. I just found out about it and had a hands-on experience with the kind of "cruisin" that some boys do there. I was surprised! I did not like what I experienced. I did not like the fact that because I looked rich(&lt;i&gt;ehem&lt;/i&gt;!), they think that they can score some bucks on me. HAHAHA!!!! Unfortunately, they're not my type and I don't do it. Plus! They are not handsome. The experience was horrible. Not watching another movie at Gateway Mall again unless my date forces me to come with him. They say love conquers all.. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Dan saved me literally because while the boys squirmed on me, he arrived. Thank heavens! That scared the hell out of me! (&lt;i&gt;Virgin much&lt;/i&gt;? LOL!) Everyone else arrived after Dan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;By the way, I liked the movie. I thought that there is no other way to tell the Harry Potter ending the way David Yates did it. It was perfect! (Don't mind me! I am easy to please!) At the back of my mind, I had plans of reliving the story over and over again through my cousin's complete set of the Harry Potter series. But it never happened! I tried but I dint get to finish what I started reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXGGqEGYTxI/Tk8He00I2XI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pFN8yPlWNB4/s400/283814_10150318614356368_660436367_9823864_7235427_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642737084273318258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;My baby steps, as I journey to "A Goat's Life"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;After the movie, we searched for a place to eat. However, the one that shone the most was KFC! LOL! Plus I was maarte again. That was my first week at the dance workout so I had to make sure that I was eating the right food. Looking at the menu of the other food shops, I thought that the best option was KFC because they have salads. And yah! I ordered salad while everyone feasted on their chicken! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;That night was fun.... close to becoming epic. =)&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/5252639513175164889-2979740645483739620?l=vitorivita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tw2X1fTWMCA/Tk7zDBz92iI/AAAAAAAAAm0/EZKriKA8-fg/s1600/fashion%2Bshow.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tw2X1fTWMCA/Tk7zDBz92iI/AAAAAAAAAm0/EZKriKA8-fg/s400/fashion%2Bshow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642714616493365794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Designer and his moooooowdels...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krXOu_ggseM/TjP-UdjoYxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/vJur-L79tTE/s1600/fashion%2Bshow.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-krXOu_ggseM/TjP-UdjoYxI/AAAAAAAAAlA/vJur-L79tTE/s400/fashion%2Bshow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635127186255536914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Runway&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fashion shows mean glamour and is also the best way to social climb... Bwahahahaha! =)  But you should add  to its definition the stress you had to go through in choosing the best outfit for the event.  I was so happy because I managed to wear something that was SO Vitori Vita without breaking the bank.... &lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfXMoxDaSY4/TjP7pcVJcQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/-ifVvLt8Ho0/s400/fashion%2Bshow%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635124248168722690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I knew I bought this coat for a reason... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bought it more than 6 months ago and I ONLY got the chance to use it last night... At last!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhUf8VGGzgk/TjQYXo0g-lI/AAAAAAAAAlY/i4vHu9doEx4/s400/fashion%2Bshow%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635155828121074258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Our golden ticket... matched with our golden seats! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The invite came from &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/TheDanDuran"&gt;Dan Duran&lt;/a&gt;, one of Preview Magazines' Top 10 Designers to Watch Out For in 2011.  He is our friend from Dumaguete and so we came to grace the show to support him.  He's the sweetest. We were beside the VIP's but we are situated on the third row which wasnt so bad after all.  We can't complain except that it was too difficult to take pictures of the models and the clothes they were wearing.  After all? I have to share the experience with you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSX9mGF8es/TjQWvi6WYKI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Q07u658fSFI/s400/fashion%2Bshow%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635154039828537506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ViVi and Trisha (emphasized her pucker-wicked lips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3vNJ-zCef4/TjQXkPLYcpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Oil4Wf5Cd6A/s400/fashion%2Bshow%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635154945064333970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dan Duran and her favorite model &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to the event with Trisha who picked me up from work.  She was ranting about the rain and how I cant be reached when she was trying to contact me.  The truth was I wasnt in a hurry because I thought that she'd be caught in the traffic. I told her that I will wear something that resembles a corporate bitch. Which means that I'd be wearing something black and some hues that are quite close to it.  I was surprised! The moment I got inside the cab, she was wearing the same hues except the red lipstick which I cant wear.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The travel from MakatiMed to The Loft at the Manansala Building Rockwell was easy-breezy.  Went to the 38th floor and wrote our names on the guestbook.  The gay guy wearing black told me that he liked my jacket.  Of course, I smiled and said "Thank you!"  I just thought that it was too obvious that I was just returning the favor if I said that I liked his accessories.  Which was true, by the way.  I tried calling Dan before getting inside since it was quite intimidating as there were no ushers.  However, I figured out that it was OK to get in without Dan.  I just told a nice lady that we are guests of Dan Duran and she helped us find our seats. Purrrfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While Trisha and I were waiting for the show to start, I pointed to Trisha a very chic looking lady who stood out from the sea of people.  I wasnt sure though if it was Amina Aranaz.  But after the show, Dan introduced us to her and yah.... it was Amina!  Trisha and I figured out that having the best nose-bridge is the key to being pretty but of course, we had to be skinny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We clapped and clapped as the models strut  with each masterpiece on the runway.  Some were nice. Some were just too artistic.  I was rooting for something that I can wear when I go to work.  Just kidding! I dont need it.  I can wear a shirt and shorts and know that I am still as fabulous when Im wearing couture. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9icPoDcW1k/TjQZW4ouCoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/siTojvjymX0/s400/fashion%2Bshow%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635156914698324610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This photo was taken for the sole purpose that if it is medically possible to copy-paste Amina's face on mine, then I will have it done without batting an eyelash... Trisha feels the same way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indeed, it was very euphoric in the most fashionable way!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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