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First, I wrote down possible questions then record it. Example: " What is the lightest organ in the body? ( then 1 minute pause para isipon ang answer or to peek with my notes )  Lungs " &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Mura kog buang sa akong room!&lt;/span&gt; And at present, when I go home and papa will sundo me sa bus terminal, ipaplay na sa iyang car ang katong tapes nako. He plays it daw when he misses me. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;May fetish ako sa Notebooks.&lt;/span&gt; I buy notebooks but don't use it. I bought them coz they're cute or I just feel like buying. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Pero wala na ko kabalo asa na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I chew menthol candy when I bathe.&lt;/span&gt;  Twas in High School. I don't know why. Maybe I like the coolness when water touches my face. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(murag advertisement!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I don't like ketchup.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Kay weird man og taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I'm a cry baby.&lt;/span&gt; Tear jerk! Even for the smallest and non sense thing I would cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I had an awful teeth.&lt;/span&gt; Imagine an awful teeth with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;bangkils.&lt;/span&gt; That's it! 'Til I had my braces in Grade 6 upto 1st Year High School then retainer for a year. 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We all fall in love and there are times that we love so much that we lose ourselves in our own emotions.  More often than that, we wonder why there are love that grow and love that grows cold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p size="1.6em" style="line-height: 1.3em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We would start to search for answers, and try to find where love has gone wrong.  But in the end, we find ourselves where we started. We cannot question love when it has its own reasons.  Love will always be as it always has been, silent, mysterious and deeply profound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p size="1.6em" style="line-height: 1.3em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many of us believe that love is forever, that love never dies, only to be disillusioned in the end, when we find our hands empty and our hearts longing.  We’ve mistakenly  looked at love as a need to be fulfilled. But love is only a gift given to us.  We should not hold it in our hands for we may never find the strength to let it go when it decides to leave.  We should only embrace its warmth and glow while it lasts, and then freely open our arms when it’s time to say goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p size="1.6em" style="line-height: 1.3em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we fall in love with someone we don’t want that feeling to end for it is everything we are and everything that we wanted to be.  We pray that love will stay and grow in our hearts. But if it doesn’t then we should never let our lives be taken by it for life should not end where heartaches begin. There is always a reason why we have to move on.  When we have to say goodbye to the feelings we wanted to stay forever, let us not wave our hands with a heavy heart, for love will have to set its wings free and find a place where it belongs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p size="1.6em" style="line-height: 1.3em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We may have lost it, but then again when we close our eyes and listen to the echoes of our hearts, we will hear that feeling resounding silently forever.  Then, we’ll know that it has never left us, for the good that we have become because of love will always stay.  It will always be there reminding us that we should be thankful and happy not because we have lost love but because for once in our lives that feeling lived in our hearts and made us happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xsSP5b2k53/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xsSP5b2k53/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/aizajune886/music/I1pRsrGH/joe_d_mango_01_the_dance_of_life/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 The Dance of Life - Joe D Mango&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were two hearts who met in a dance. That moment was magical, there was a sweet song playing, there was harmony.  And soon love in the air. They fell in love and they started building castles in their dreams. And promised forever with all certainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere in the midst of the fun, they got lost in the dance. Something went wrong, but they can never do anything. They were just drifting away, their fortress falling apart. There were so many questions but no one had an answer. Then the music stopped, then there was silence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we truly love someone we give our best and let that person see the pureness of our intentions.  But sometimes that person makes us cry and hurts us for the wrong reasons.  That someone must have loved us but he has not loved us enough to make him stand for what he truly felt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are faced with the seemingly impossible task of forgetting.  We have burdened ourselves long enough.  But we still can’t get out from this emotional trap.  Let us remember that the more we try to forget someone we love the more painful letting go will become.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we never have to take that person out in our hearts at all, for he will always be there no matter how hard we try to drive him away.  It isn’t his presence that made this difficult but it is our stubbornness to accept our destiny that aligns forgetting is next to impossible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep a cold face but deep in our hearts there still that lingering hope for a reconciliation.  Somehow, we still believe that we can rekindle small embers and relight the fire that once burned in our hearts.  This thought gives us hope but it also breeds the seeds of loneliness and despair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to forget is to accept and the only way to move on is to look ahead and let the footprints of the past be blown by the wind of time. Only then can our hearts find a partner in the dance of life and hopefully never get lost again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-759736770661249847?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/rjXYdeWmJaw" 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came up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/SKxGUGh883I/AAAAAAAAAIw/x7nGCi502ZI/s1600-h/my+webby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/SKxGUGh883I/AAAAAAAAAIw/x7nGCi502ZI/s400/my+webby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236637777889391474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done this in 2 hours and i think i'm happy and perhaps stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can code it in css one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;kung dili tamadon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a 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/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/08/which-is-which.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcBQXczfCp7ImA9WxdbFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-3087845829711681543</id><published>2008-08-12T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:44:10.984-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-12T00:44:10.984-07:00</app:edited><title>FOR SALE! ACER TRAVELMATE 6291</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Posting for a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre-loved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACER TRAVELMATE 6291&lt;/span&gt; FOR SALE for only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;45K!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.small-laptops.com/images/l/acer-travelmate-6291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 166px;" src="http://www.small-laptops.com/images/l/acer-travelmate-6291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Specifications:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CPU: &lt;/strong&gt; Intel® Core 2 Duo Processor T5500 (1.66GHz, 2MB L2 Cache)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chipset:&lt;/strong&gt; Mobile Intel® 945GM Express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front-side Bus:&lt;/strong&gt; 667MHz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memory:&lt;/strong&gt; DDR2 533MHz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memory Capacity:&lt;/strong&gt; 1GB - 4GB (2 slots)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graphics/Display:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Display: &lt;/strong&gt; 12.1″ Acer® CrystalBrite Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution:&lt;/strong&gt; 1280×800 WXGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touchscreen:&lt;/strong&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Widescreen:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graphics Chipset: &lt;/strong&gt; Integrated Intel® Graphics Media Accelerator 950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graphics Memory:&lt;/strong&gt; Up to 128MB or 224MB (Shared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other:&lt;/strong&gt; VGA, S-Video, DVI Outputs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Storage:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hard Drive: &lt;/strong&gt; 120GB 5400rpm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Optical:&lt;/strong&gt; Modular” Super-Multi Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other: &lt;/strong&gt; Acer® DASP (Disk Anti-Shock Protection) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Connectivity:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wireless: &lt;/strong&gt; Intel® Wireless WiFi Link 4965AGN (802.11a/g/n)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modem:&lt;/strong&gt; 56K V.92&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethernet: &lt;/strong&gt; 10/100/1000 Gigabit with Wake-on-LAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-3087845829711681543?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/C_Iqc53hfmM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/3087845829711681543/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=3087845829711681543" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/3087845829711681543?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/3087845829711681543?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/C_Iqc53hfmM/for-sale-acer-travelmate-6291.html" title="FOR SALE! ACER TRAVELMATE 6291" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-sale-acer-travelmate-6291.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEBRn44eSp7ImA9WxdbEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-1703081576286442642</id><published>2008-08-07T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:40:57.031-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-07T08:40:57.031-07:00</app:edited><title>i miss us.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/SJsOC4oa6rI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Gz5YwiPIaII/s1600-h/miss+u.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/SJsOC4oa6rI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Gz5YwiPIaII/s400/miss+u.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231790834845412018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's been a while since the last time we hang out which the thought makes me nostalgic and melancholic so i decided to make this digi-scrap thingy on how i feel right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i miss the group hug (except for cathy coz we do that everyday with kisses pa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hope you feel the same way too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/533034267361023274-1703081576286442642?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/kYHh6T92HlQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/1703081576286442642/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=1703081576286442642" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/1703081576286442642?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/1703081576286442642?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/kYHh6T92HlQ/i-miss-us.html" title="i miss us." /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/SJsOC4oa6rI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Gz5YwiPIaII/s72-c/miss+u.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss-us.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEINSHc4fip7ImA9WxdUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-5226894082232623181</id><published>2008-07-29T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:49:59.936-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-29T08:49:59.936-07:00</app:edited><title>Proud Alumni. Proud Girlfriend.</title><content type="html">Hell yeah! I'm proud.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This UIC-ITE Promotional Video was nicely done by ragingmon (two thumbs up with a wink!) and jon was a star for 10 minutes! hehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Watching it made me miss my school and everything in college days (aww....).&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Check it out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1329805&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1329805&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-5226894082232623181?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/Rq_2dp2v-AQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/5226894082232623181/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=5226894082232623181" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/5226894082232623181?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/5226894082232623181?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/Rq_2dp2v-AQ/proud-alumni-proud-girlfriend_29.html" title="Proud Alumni. Proud Girlfriend." /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/07/proud-alumni-proud-girlfriend_29.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCQXkyeyp7ImA9WxdUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-6626373283460397772</id><published>2008-07-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:46:00.793-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-29T08:46:00.793-07:00</app:edited><title>Connie Talbot - Little Miss Sunshine</title><content type="html">I stumbled upon these videos in youtube. OMG, she's only 6! I was totally blown away with her voice and I always get the goose bumps everytime I watch these videos. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She's really a star!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MndLRdPsuJE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MndLRdPsuJE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-6626373283460397772?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/0l95Tp-m10k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/6626373283460397772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=6626373283460397772" title="224 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/6626373283460397772?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/6626373283460397772?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/0l95Tp-m10k/connie-talbot-little-miss-sunshine.html" title="Connie Talbot - Little Miss Sunshine" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>224</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/07/connie-talbot-little-miss-sunshine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAGQXo9eip7ImA9WxdWFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-881952608016584969</id><published>2008-07-07T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:45:20.462-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-07T10:45:20.462-07:00</app:edited><title>So date yourself. Fall in love with yourself.</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's an article in yahoo personals that I've read and want to share with you. Out of 5, I got 3 1/2 signs of personal completion. Igo ko sa #2 and guilty sa #5 usahay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Also found these quotes from the article and they are very true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;" A healthy relationship is defined by two independent people who share a love for each other but are not dependent on each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"The best relationship is when two people that complete themselves come together to enjoy each other. Look for your "soul-match," not a fantasy "soulmate" who will complete you in some way -- that's your job!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Remember, we attract a reflection of ourselves, so consider working on completing yourself as an investment into upping the quality of your lifetime companion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are five signs of personal completion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt; Whether you are single or in a relationship, you cherish your alone time. You don't feel lonely. You actually enjoy doing things on your own. A movie or dinner alone does not scare you.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt; You can be around other couples by yourself without feeling jealous or sad about not having a significant other (or not having your significant other with you).&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/em&gt; The idea of being in a relationship sounds wonderful, but it is not something you obsess about everyday. If you are in a relationship, it does not consume your daily thoughts or activities.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;/em&gt; You have a clear sense of who you are and what your values are -- another person would not be able to sway you to sacrifice or change the things that matter to you the most.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;/em&gt; You realize you are responsible for your own happiness and do not look to anyone else to make you feel a certain way. You have no expectations of what a relationship is supposed to do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a linkindex="18" href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/relationships/23980/the-completion-myth-of-romantic-relationships"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; read the whole article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-881952608016584969?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/CiqG1h8IlLY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/881952608016584969/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=881952608016584969" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/881952608016584969?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/881952608016584969?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/CiqG1h8IlLY/so-date-yourself-fall-in-love-with.html" title="So date yourself. Fall in love with yourself." /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-date-yourself-fall-in-love-with.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDSH48eCp7ImA9WxdWEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-7511275781588773766</id><published>2008-07-05T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:46:19.070-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-05T11:46:19.070-07:00</app:edited><title>buhay tambay</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;written June 26, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unilever days ended last june 15, 2008. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt; I left after dada and anj did. I have to because i realized that the job wasn't for me and there's another job waiting for me. Though it was "Unilever" and the pay was good, the job requires a lot of travelling and I'm not used to it. Exactly not me. People who know me well knew that I won't stay long for that kind of job. But 3 months was like 3 years for me because I found great friends, been to places and knew stuff i didn't know before. I'm not happy to leave but I know it's for the best. (*crossing fingers) &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, I'll be officially on board for another company on june 30. So it means I have 15 days of vacation. yey! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my tambay days came, I downloaded bunch of movies and tv series and copied some of old flicks (i've watched and haven't) from my cousins. I hope it would be enough because I have my part time jobs and my pamangkins to keep me busy during those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2-year old pamangkin, derek was my alarm clock every 12nn or earlier, everyday. He would jump on my bed, yell at my ear or put his fingers on my eyes while saying "tita gising na gabi na! kain na!". My sister always ask him to wake me up because they knew when I slumber you can barely wake me up but derek is different. He won't lay off 'til he brings you out to have lunch. So that is how i spend my first part of the day. Having lunch. Then I take a bath afterwards I bury myself to work. And then when (I think) I'm done, I indulge myself to movies and tv series which is my favorite part of the day aside from sleeping anyway and because of my hectic schedule, I usually dooze off at 4am in the morning. And this has been my routine for days.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To name, I've watched lord of the rings trilogy, harry potter trilogy, bourne trilogy, shrek trilogy, mission impossible trilogy, just married, the others, shutter (english version), matrix trilogy, sex and the city (which i love), chocolate (thai), the happening, cloverfield (which sucks!), ironman, 21, definitely maybe, One tree hill - season 5, smallville - season 7, grey's anatomy - season 4 (my favorite) and watched some episodes of gossip girl, supernatural and the hills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my own version of having a vacation and over all, I was happy and satisfiied with it. I get to do what I love and spent time with myself, family, friends and jon. Too bad it's almost over. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-7511275781588773766?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/bvqzkH7uKAE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/7511275781588773766/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=7511275781588773766" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/7511275781588773766?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/7511275781588773766?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/bvqzkH7uKAE/buhay-tambay.html" title="buhay tambay" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/07/buhay-tambay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYFQX0-cCp7ImA9WxdQEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-8478061220297544417</id><published>2008-06-12T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:35:10.358-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-12T00:35:10.358-07:00</app:edited><title>UNILEVER JOB VACANCY</title><content type="html">Unilever Philippines Visayas - Mindanao&lt;br /&gt;Software specialist (Planogrammer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job description / qualification&lt;br /&gt;    • Creation of planograms or diagrams of stocks in the shelves of supermarkets&lt;br /&gt;    • Data gathering on store and shelf dimensions&lt;br /&gt;    • Drafting of store lay-out of supermarkets, groceries and convenience stores.&lt;br /&gt;    • Advance knowledge on MS softwares namely: Excel, Word and Powerpoint&lt;br /&gt;    • Capable of manipulating data in MS Excel and come up with comprehensive reports in pivot        table and such.&lt;br /&gt;    • Present drafts of presentations to stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other requirements&lt;br /&gt;    • preferably a graduate of any IT course (ComSci, Com Eng, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;    • willing to travel and work overtime&lt;br /&gt;    • must be fluent in English, Tagalog and the Visayan dialect.&lt;br /&gt;    • must be approachable and presentable&lt;br /&gt;    • 21 to 29 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other specifics of the Job&lt;br /&gt;    • based in Davao&lt;br /&gt;    • Area of coverage is whole of Mindanao but will be focused on key cities like Davao, CDO,             GenSan, Zamboanga, Butuan and Cotabato, etc.&lt;br /&gt;    • they will be working under an agency that exclusively works for Unilever Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;address application letter to:       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Victor 'Jong' Landeta Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Retail Solutions Executive&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Unilever Phils Visayas - &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mindanao&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  email application letter and resume to: belle_704@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-8478061220297544417?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/uIDWRmA3Jok" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/8478061220297544417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=8478061220297544417" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/8478061220297544417?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/8478061220297544417?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/uIDWRmA3Jok/unilever-job-vacancy.html" title="UNILEVER JOB VACANCY" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/06/unilever-job-vacancy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4GRXo8cSp7ImA9WxdRGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-4000274204985823098</id><published>2008-06-08T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:02:04.479-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-09T00:02:04.479-07:00</app:edited><title>helluva!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week was a helluva week. I mean the positive "hell" here coz I sort of enjoyed what I did. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 6: Kulang sa tulog because kelangan taposin ang wedding presentation for ate's wedding and uwi na ako kinabukasan ng hapon and since it's a surprise, I can't work at home coz obviously she'll be around most of the time for the preparation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 7: I came to the office earlier than usual coz kelangan ko mag undertime coz I have to go home. Jon and I arrived home 9:00 in the evening and I was shocked sa dami ng tao sa bahay and coz of that I had an idea and was glad coz everything I needed for the presentation e nasa bahay na. We waited for ate to sleep and took everyone's messages thru jon's cp. I slept late coz I embedded the videos in my presentation but sadly hindi pa siya tapos coz I also needed messages of kuya rick's relatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 8: Wedding day! I woke up early coz I have to rush to kuya rick's relatives to ask for their messages. Afterwards, I edited the videos a lil bit then embedded it all in the presentation. Bahala na si batman! I rushed to the hotel coz I have my obligations as maid honor. Nagpaganda. Picture2x. Nag-alalay sa bride. Picture2x. I was glad they love the presentation. Pinaghirapan gud namo ni jon. Hilak jud ko kng may manghinaway! The wedding was a blast! I'm really happy for ate and kuya. After the wedding, nag videoke pa kami pero pagka 2am, hapla na akong beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 9: Woke up @ 7am then byahe agad coz I have to be in davao at 1pm. I have to prepare stuff coz I have to go to CDO on monday and wala ng ibang time para magprepare. 7pm, I met some of my college friends, had dinner and nag meeting for the next day college reunion. Went home mga 2am coz laag2 pa kami especially c jnet ngayon lang nakapatong ng davao after how many months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 10: Reunion! Woke up @ 7am coz the assembly time is 8am in Sta. Ana port pa. Bad trip coz nag change venue kami. Instead na somewhere in talikod, Paradise nalang daw para marami ang maka sunod. Nag overnight kami, nagswimming, naglaro, kumain and nagkwentohan. I really enjoyed the reunion kahit kunti lang kami. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 11: We dozed off at 3am and woke up mga 7am. We ate our breakfast, kwentuhan naman ulit, gusto sanang maligo ulit coz the beach was so tempting, took photos and finally went home @ 10am. Hapla na sad akong beauty and woke up mga 2:30pm. Mga 5pm we went to G-Mall to meet jnet there and bade goodbye coz she's flying back to manila na. Then went to Penong's with em2 and jon coz that time unlimited rice ang hanap ko. Kelangan kong e kain ang pagod ko! Went home, fixed my stuff for CDO at natulog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;May 11: CDO! Woke up @ 12mn, took a bath, browse ng internet sandali then hinatid ako ni jon sa bus terminal. Em2 told me na 2:30am ang 1st trip unfortunately 4am pala. So we waited for 2 hours saka ako naka alis. 11am when I arrived at CDO. Nahirapan ako to get taxi from the terminal coz nagtransport strike but after 20 minutes, i finally got lucky. Went to the hotel and met my boss there. To make it short, we ate at Butcher's bbq, went back to hotel, went to Bo's for meeting, went to Ororama and G-mall for trade check, went to Malburry for meeting, went to unilver office for photocopy, went to my hotel to rest, had dinner at green haven, went to ketkai and bought a bday cake for my cousin, went back to hotel to check out and when i got there my uncle was already waiting, went to my aunt's place in gusa, we surprised my pinsan for his bday, sit and talked with them for a while and finally they brought me to the bus terminal. I took the 11pm ride and arrived (at last) in davao at 4am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now tell me, hindi ba naging Hell ang week ko? 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Of course when you are in the game you want to make sure that every move you make you are certain that you’re going to win every game because it’s really worth your time, money and effort. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What great about this calculator is that it is a freeware so this &lt;a href="http://www.holdemradar.com"&gt;Free Poker Calculator&lt;/a&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://www.holdemradar.com"&gt;No Limit Winning Strategy&lt;/a&gt; that you should have when you play poker.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So play like a pro and use Holdemradar, one of the &lt;a href="http://www.holdemradar.com"&gt;Texas Holdem Poker Strategies&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-539242852698875791?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/twFmjsk---0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/539242852698875791/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=539242852698875791" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/539242852698875791?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/539242852698875791?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/twFmjsk---0/holdemradar.html" title="Holdemradar" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/05/holdemradar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUCRHg_cSp7ImA9WxZUGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-8808632228180503115</id><published>2008-04-10T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:17:45.649-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-10T09:17:45.649-07:00</app:edited><title>my spot</title><content type="html">Check out my favorite spot when I'm at my &lt;a href="http://blog.dennesabing.com/"&gt;cousin's&lt;/a&gt; internet cafe, Amigoas.  When I'm working on something, I usually stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_48yvb4VBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HHIUo8OOloo/s1600-h/04072008177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_48yvb4VBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HHIUo8OOloo/s400/04072008177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187650663201920018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the blinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_47CPb4U-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZG8obStgnmk/s1600-h/04072008174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_47CPb4U-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZG8obStgnmk/s400/04072008174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187648730466636770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_47Hfb4U_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2wEBF7I9GIw/s1600-h/04072008175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_47Hfb4U_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2wEBF7I9GIw/s400/04072008175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187648820660950002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_48hvb4VAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-pQuamqv3xI/s1600-h/04072008178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_48hvb4VAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-pQuamqv3xI/s400/04072008178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187650371144143874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see? i'm working.&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/533034267361023274-8808632228180503115?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/5q4m0T5c3WA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/8808632228180503115/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=8808632228180503115" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/8808632228180503115?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/8808632228180503115?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/5q4m0T5c3WA/my-spot.html" title="my spot" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_48yvb4VBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HHIUo8OOloo/s72-c/04072008177.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-spot.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIGQ38_cSp7ImA9WxZUGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-7455055293723075318</id><published>2008-04-10T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:05:22.149-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-10T09:05:22.149-07:00</app:edited><title>...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_44tvb4U8I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Svk7c7QsXx4/s1600-h/paypal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R_44tvb4U8I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Svk7c7QsXx4/s400/paypal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646179256062914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean to brag but i want to inspire people and let them know that there is really money in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy coz I had my paypal account verified today! 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Follow them everywhere. &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Moo when they say your name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Pretend to have amnesia.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Say everything backwards.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Give yourself a swirly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Run around with a lampshade on your head yelling, "The sun!!! It's dying!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Run into walls.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Sing at the top of your lungs while running around the house in your underwear. Or&lt;br /&gt;naked for that matter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Have nervous breakdowns at spontaneous times.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Say that wearing clothes is against your religion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Pretend to worship the devil.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Stand over them at 4 in the morning with a HUGE grin on your face and yell, "Good&lt;br /&gt;morning Sunshine!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Snort loudly when you laugh and then laugh harder.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Run in circles.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Recite a whole movie 3 times.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Pretend to beat yourself up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Pluck out someone's hair and yell, "DNA!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. Slither everywhere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Wear a sticker that says, "I'm a retard!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. Wear you pants on your head and your shirt onyour waist...tell them you're making a fashion statement.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. Try and drink out of a glass the wrong way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. Super glue your finger up your nose.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. Talk to a pen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;24. Have 20 imaginary friends that you talk to ALL the time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. Lay face down and chant like an Indian tribe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. Try to climb up a wall.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;27. Spread out on the window and buzz, pretending you're a fly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;28. Take your ice cream cone and put it on your head...say you're a lovely unicorn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;29. In public yell, "No Mom/Dad, I will not make out with you!!!" (this is gross though...ewww!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;30. Make weird animal noises at night, and when they come to see what's wrong, pretend like&lt;br /&gt;you're asleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;31. Do what they tell you to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;32. Switch the light button on and off for a while. Then say, "Ooooh...I get it!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;33. Eat your hair.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;34. Tell them whatever they're eating looks like a certain animal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;35. Eat anything obviously not edible. (try not to poison yourself.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;36. Jump off the roof, trying to fly. (try not to kill yourself.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;37. Say your pet is mocking you and chase it around the house.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;38. Hold their hand and whisper to them, "I see dead people...)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;39. When you shower or bathe yell, "I'm drowning!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;40. Try to snorkel in your fish tank. (or even better, in a fish tank at a fancy retaurant.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;41. Ask them quietly, "Pardon me, but do you have any..." then yell, "SHOELACES!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;42. Chase an imaginary tail.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;43. Demand your own area code.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;44. After everything they say yell, "LIAR!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;45. Pretend to be 326 years old.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;46. Hang upside-down in your closet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;47. Pretend to be a phone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;48. Try to swim on the floor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;49. Tap on their door all night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;50. Pretend to have multiple personalities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Found this on multiply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://greyskygurl.multiply.com/journal/item/4/50_ways_to_annoy_your_parents..."&gt;Thanks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-2313723029015848699?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/tChfM31CE08" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/2313723029015848699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=2313723029015848699" title="54 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/2313723029015848699?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/2313723029015848699?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/tChfM31CE08/50-ways-to-annoy-your-parents.html" title="50 ways to annoy your parents" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>54</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/04/50-ways-to-annoy-your-parents.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04HRXg8cCp7ImA9WxZUEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-4858561923492655945</id><published>2008-04-01T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T07:25:34.678-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-01T07:25:34.678-07:00</app:edited><title>Light Fixtures</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.farreys.com/i/1-n/r1_c1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.farreys.com/i/1-n/r1_c1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey guys! I’m back and I have good news for you. I found this amazing site that sells indoor and outdoor &lt;a href="http://www.farreys.com/"&gt;light fixtures&lt;/a&gt;. You can purchase lights that are trendy and very low in price. You’ve got thousands of them to choose from. The light fixtures that they offer are manufactured by world renowned light manufacturers such as Maxim, Metropolitan, Ambience and Sea Gull to name a few. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You can check their amazing light fixtures from &lt;a href="http://www.farreys.com/"&gt;ceiling light fixtures&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.farreys.com/"&gt;kitchen light fixtures&lt;/a&gt; by style, brand, finish and price range. What I really love about Farrey’s is their stylish &lt;a href="http://www.farreys.com/"&gt;chandeliers&lt;/a&gt;. 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You can choose the best chandelier perfect for your home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-4858561923492655945?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/ezf7GHrtsiI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/4858561923492655945/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=4858561923492655945" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/4858561923492655945?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/4858561923492655945?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/ezf7GHrtsiI/light-fixtures.html" title="Light Fixtures" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/04/light-fixtures.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04DSHc7cCp7ImA9WxZVFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-7223881135912616298</id><published>2008-03-25T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T07:39:39.908-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-25T07:39:39.908-07:00</app:edited><title>ate bambie saves the day</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the office: &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One busy afternoon, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; came to me and said “Ate, kelangan ko ng attire for the play tomorrow.” I replied “So?". She said “Sabi ni mama kaw daw bibili.” Before I could react, my phone rang. It was ate bing, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s mom and my officemate. I totally forgot that she and sir jay, his husband was in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for sir jay’s visa processing. She asked if I could sneak out of the office to buy &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s attire. She said I was her last resort coz the kid badly needed the attire. I’m doomed! So as soon as I finished my task for the day, I grabbed &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and rush to the nearest mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the mall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gaisano South is the nearest mall from our office in marfori, so we were there after 5 minutes. It was 3pm so we still have 2 hours coz &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s carpool will arrive at 5pm. Then we rushed to 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; floor to the kids section first. Our goal is to find a green pants and a green jacket with hood. She’s going to be the turtle for the play so she needs to appear all in green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we got there, we instantly found &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s perfect pants and it’s very cheap. Finding the green pants was effortless but finding the jacket was chaotic. We found a jacket but not a plain green. We also found plain green jacket but without hood. Sofia and I argued a lot along the shopping coz I want to give up and just pick one of those jackets but she insisted what her teacher told her. She keep repeating “Ate, dark green jacket with hood po ang sabi ni teacher.” My last resort was the ladies section. So we dashed down the third floor and look all over the place. Eventually, we found a light green jacket. But before that we argued once again coz earlier she keep on saying that her teacher asked for dark green jacket but now she said that its okay as long as it is green. Knowing &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, she won’t stop ‘til she gets what she wants. As expected, she keeps on reasoning out. She told me that people won’t notice the difference but I can tell she really like the jacket not just for the sake of having an attire but more than that. Funny thing was she found another green jacket that I like. So we went to the fitting room to check it out. And she was like sales-talking me the jacket but I really find it too undersized for me. In the end, I bought the jacket for her and went home tired. It was 4:45 in the afternoon, just in time for her carpool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With the experience, I realized that having a daughter or son is no easy thing. Especially at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sofia&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s age who already know and will argue what she wants to wear. I really thought that you can make every kid wear anything. It was stressful but at the same time enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kM-iGZhMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1nNEV_q0WSA/s1600-h/13032008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kM-iGZhMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1nNEV_q0WSA/s320/13032008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181687114711532738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kN_SGZhPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bAzbR5Zgdwo/s1600-h/13032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kN_SGZhPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bAzbR5Zgdwo/s320/13032008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181688227108062450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kOaSGZhQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DvzfLyY6QAw/s1600-h/13032008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kOaSGZhQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/DvzfLyY6QAw/s320/13032008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181688690964530434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kNeCGZhOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/z9fexvlq0ew/s1600-h/13032008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kNeCGZhOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/z9fexvlq0ew/s320/13032008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181687655877412066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-7223881135912616298?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/-e6Az6P-p24" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/7223881135912616298/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=7223881135912616298" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/7223881135912616298?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/7223881135912616298?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/-e6Az6P-p24/ate-bambie-saves-day.html" title="ate bambie saves the day" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R-kM-iGZhMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1nNEV_q0WSA/s72-c/13032008%28001%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/03/ate-bambie-saves-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YNSHw8fSp7ImA9WxZWGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-3550797284787678634</id><published>2008-03-18T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:19:59.275-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-19T00:19:59.275-07:00</app:edited><title>thinking out loud</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love taking pictures. It’s very obvious for those people I’m connected with in friendster and multiply. As of today, I have 313 photos in friendster and 13 albums (I lose count of the photos) in multiply and not to mention my rarely updated facebook, myspace accounts and pictures in my laptop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t only take narcissistic photos but also photos of sites and sceneries as long as it looks fascinating to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Here comes the revelation. I took all my photos with my handphone (N6630). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Of course I’m happy with my photos but I’m not satisfied. For the record, my phone has 1.3 megapixels. With that, my photos aren’t that sharp or detailed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve been to beautiful places but when I take pictures with my phone I always wish I have my own digital camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;To make the most of this wishful thinking, what I really want is a DSLR Camera and to be specific, an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Olympus E-510&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Here’s how it looks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pma-show.com/news_images/0143_olympus_e510_slr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.pma-show.com/news_images/0143_olympus_e510_slr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What really amaze me about this cam are the features such as &lt;u&gt;10megapixels&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.digital-slr-guide.com/dust-control-digital-slr.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dust control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.digital-slr-guide.com/live-view-digital-slr.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;live view LCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; screen and &lt;a href="http://www.digital-slr-guide.com/image-stabilization-digital-slr.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;built-in image stabilization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There’s this filter in the cam that prevents dust contamination to your cam. Dust is actually those irritating dark spots in your photos. Live view LCD screen is actually nothing new to digital cams. After you take pictures you can view immediately the upshot. What I like most with this cam is the built-in image stabilization. Because sometimes I have shaky hands when taking pictures that I get really annoyed with the outcome. So this camera is really perfect for me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The last time I checked, this cam costs $585 which is really cheaper than its introductory price (of course). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hope before this year end, I’ll be able to buy this cam. This is so going to my 2008 wish list. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-3550797284787678634?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/fRBglCwJ1yI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/3550797284787678634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=3550797284787678634" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/3550797284787678634?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/3550797284787678634?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/fRBglCwJ1yI/thinking-out-loud.html" title="thinking out loud" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/03/thinking-out-loud.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIFQX85eSp7ImA9WxZWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-1661069149332538837</id><published>2008-03-18T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:28:30.121-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-18T02:28:30.121-07:00</app:edited><title>IMMEDIATE HIRING</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The Philippine Eagle Foundation, a non-government organization dedicated to saving the endangered Philippine Eagle and its forest habitat needs YOU to help us spread the word about this unique, magnificient species!&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Associate Communications Officer-Creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terms of reference:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: trebuchet ms;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Functions      as in-house designer and artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Primarily      responsible for:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maintenance and development for the Foundation website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Production, layout and design of Foundation publications including the quarterly newsletter, annual report, brochures and other publicity materials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Management of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Foundation information and communications resources (photos,videos, brochures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: trebuchet ms;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assists      the Communications&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Officer in the      conduct of communications activities including:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conduct of Foundation events and exhibits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Drafting of press releases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Interaction (in coordination with the Communications Officer) with the Foundation’s donors and partners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Delivery of information to Foundation staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Development of new materials (posters, brochures), programs or services that will improve or sustain the Foundation’s communications campaign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: trebuchet ms;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Full-time      position, based in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Davao&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;       &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Qualifications:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: trebuchet ms;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artistic      and creative, with sensibilities towards nature and the environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Knowledgeable      in Corel and/or Adobe, Dreamweaver, Frontpage and Publisher and similar      website management, photo editing and layout software suites.Knowledge in      Flash is an advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Able      to write and speak articulately, with excellent command&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of English and Filipino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excellent      attitude; works well under pressure; a team player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Application letter,curriculum vitae, picture and folio of artistic or layout/publishing work&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;may be emailed to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sunbird2371@yahoo.com"&gt;sunbird2371@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;or send to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Dennis I. Salvador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Executive Director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Philippine Eagle Foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Val&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Learning&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Village&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Ruby St&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Marfori&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Heights&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Davao&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-1661069149332538837?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/H8CLZVgae2s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/1661069149332538837/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=1661069149332538837" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/1661069149332538837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/1661069149332538837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/H8CLZVgae2s/immediate-hiring.html" title="IMMEDIATE HIRING" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/03/immediate-hiring.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8AR3o7eSp7ImA9WxZXGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-538525255962472713</id><published>2008-03-08T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:10:46.401-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-08T00:10:46.401-08:00</app:edited><title>writer's block</title><content type="html">Kinda can relate to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcomics.net/this-is-what-bloggers-look-like-when-we-have-writers-block/2008/02/01/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcomics.net/this-is-what-bloggers-look-like-when-we-have-writers-block/2008/02/01/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 304px;" title="This is what Bloggers Look Like When We Have Writer’s Block" alt="This is what Bloggers Look Like When We Have Writer’s Block" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff201/pinoyblogero/writersblock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcomics.net/this-is-what-bloggers-look-like-when-we-have-writers-block/2008/02/01/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcomics.net/this-is-what-bloggers-look-like-when-we-have-writers-block/2008/02/01/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-538525255962472713?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/V9LWE9xAJVM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/538525255962472713/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=538525255962472713" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/538525255962472713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/538525255962472713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/V9LWE9xAJVM/writers-block.html" title="writer's block" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/03/writers-block.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8HQXg8eyp7ImA9WxZXGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-1105067219861361283</id><published>2008-03-07T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:47:10.673-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-07T22:47:10.673-08:00</app:edited><title>I learn something today…</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; leave your friendster account logged in. Especially if you access it in internet café’s.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before my sister leave for Cagayan de oro, she passed by my cousin’s internet café to check her email, friendster or multiply account. When she arrived at my aunt’s house in Cagayan, she tried many times logging in her &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/gemskiedowskie"&gt;friendster account&lt;/a&gt; but she failed. So she started worrying. So she asked her bf to check her friendster profile. And presto! Flashing in her shoutbox is: "&lt;span id="shoutouttxt"&gt;owned by punkskaPRINCESS88&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Aside from this, her featured friends are all gone. Instead, the sole featured friend is punkskaPRINCESS88’s profile. After few minutes, this text flashes on screen in black background: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);"&gt;owned by: punkskaPRINCESS88&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/punkskaprincess88"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 153);"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/punkskaprincess88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So my sister ym-ed me for help. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The perpetrator really is the punkskaPRINCESS88. I checked her profile but it was suspended by friendster. So what really happened is that, my sister forgot to log out her account, someone use the same pc, changed the email and password of the said account so its like claiming it her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a friendster addict. I always check and maintain my account every day, twice or thrice. During my free time, I do some modifications on my profile like my personal info, put some applications, design my own background image and upload my latest photos. So it’s really a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; deal for me if my account’s get stolen. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you know who this punkskaPRINCESS88, please let me know. I want her to know that it’s very unethical for someone to steal someone else’s belonging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/533034267361023274-1105067219861361283?l=bambiedibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/bambiediby/~4/FhPCR5hLDxw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/feeds/1105067219861361283/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=533034267361023274&amp;postID=1105067219861361283" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/1105067219861361283?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/533034267361023274/posts/default/1105067219861361283?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/bambiediby/~3/FhPCR5hLDxw/i-learn-something-today.html" title="I learn something today…" /><author><name>bambiediby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724843252569286145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aY0Laag9BqQ/R70PYoSnwrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bGJ2q6-S69o/S220/1_890331660l.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bambiedibby.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-learn-something-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MNRXo5eSp7ImA9WxZXGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-533034267361023274.post-6298191690960083020</id><published>2008-03-07T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:44:54.421-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-07T20:44:54.421-08:00</app:edited><title>New york fashion schools</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fashion-school-finder.com/images/pageheader_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://fashion-school-finder.com/images/pageheader_logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When we say fashion the first thing that register to our minds are fabulous clothes and gorgeous models. But what really amazes me is the one who designed those fabulous clothes to be worn by those gorgeous models on runway. Fashion designers are famous, rich and being idolized. And most of them come from famous cities and popular fashion schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you want to join the world of fashion designers, you better enroll to a prestigious fashion school. You can visit this website to check the best fashion school if you prefer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://fashion-school-finder.com/New-York-Fashion-Schools.htm"&gt;fashion school in new york&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The website will provide their recommended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://fashion-school-finder.com/New-York-Fashion-Schools.htm"&gt;new york fashion schools&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for you to check. These &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://fashion-school-finder.com/New-York-Fashion-Schools.htm"&gt;fashion schools new york&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; offers different courses pertaining to designing. These schools will enhance your skills in designing for you to get ready for the real world of fashion. Aside from this, the schools also teach you other skills like coordinating runway, merchandizing, sales, marketing and many more. These schools will really be a big factor in your chosen field which is designing. Featured new york fashion schools are Katharine Gibbs School, The Art Institute of Pittsburgh and Westwood College Online. 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