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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Entry written while&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dream A Little Dream&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is playing in the background.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dear Darilita,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know this may come as a surprise because you have made it a point to let everyone know that you've been dreading this day like a blood extraction. In the middle of frantically caffeine overdosed mornings and unjustly extended work hours, your yuppie life has been caught in the looming bitterness of this day. That, for the first time in how many years, you are back to the non-celebration and non-recognition of this occasion. That, amid the piles of things to do, you find yourself scouring for genuine reasons to feel happy for everyone around you who is, face it, not in the same state as you are right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;While convincing yourself that it is just a trivial day in the everyday marathon up the corporate ladder, it should be appropriated with nothing but a shrug on the shoulder, the right to dress nicely and the perfect excuse to indulge in spamper. Looking back on your aspirations a year ago, you hadn't achieved all the goals that you've set and you're not exactly where you want to be. But that's okay. Because it's proven that where you are now is somewhere a million times better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If there's something your 22 years in life have taught you, it could be that one, you are the lone creature who will depend on yourself until the very end and that second, no time should be wasted doing/(spending) things/(with people) you do not love and live for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stumbling upon the few epic romances of a lifetime has no less than proven that your worth is yet to be realized by a man whose value is beyond question. Value the luxury of having time for yourself and doing the things you want. Value the money that you save and spend, of being able to feel that everything you work hard for pay off to make you a sustainable living. Even without a man, is the incorruptible strength of a woman. Because really, you have surpassed your trials in life with everyone you could ever need, your family and friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It is the same thing in knowing that you should never expend hours on people who will never respond, on things that are not worth your time. Choose your battles and know that not everything is within your control. Especially love. You can't force yourself to live with something that doesn't fuel you with the sincere kind of passion. Not even your personality, not even in your chosen profession.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's alright to remain a hopeless romantic a month before you turn 23. You've had your share love's polarities so it's time to settle for middle ground. There is one way to go from here: moving forward to the countless encounters on who Mr. Right could be. Be in no hurry to try and get hurt, so that as you age and become better, you will have no regrets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now that you have practically convinced everyone that you will don this day with a gift-giving of chocolates, do it without remorse, without pretentions and without bitterness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do it without expecting any act of reciprocation from unwarranted parties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do it because you are just filled with priceless happiness right now. ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Valentine's day is fairly overrated anyway. At least for the chunk of the population who can relate. Hahahaha :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't stop believing that he's out there, gorgeous, smart and loving, ready to sweep you away. He just doesn't know it yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your ♡&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Because I am feeling so good and it took me a month of lagged time
to actually put my life on track, the all new me is keeping all my commitments
intact too! Here's to the start of an interesting spread! Hopefully this blog
will be a doorway to many opportunities of whatnot :) The most important part
is, the nostalgic part of me will now have something to look back to. Unlike
the past couple of years that I have been able to skip quite a few important
chapters, daily/weekly updates won't be such a hassle! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;But anyway. Here goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have always wanted to do a post that details the
inside of my bag. No matter how many times I've seen it in other&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;fashion/personality blogs, I was always curious to try and detach myself from the post
so I can judge my own character. What happens inside a person's bag tells a
multitude of things: what she deems important, her initiative to take
responsibilities, her sense of preparedness and her daily activities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course I should know. I always liked lugging a lot
of literal baggage around ever since I was a kid. My grade school trolley back
then was like a pirate's treasure chest of sorts because it was unjustly
oversized and heavy for a kid my age. I was able to bring that habit with me
until puberty and for the rest of my stay in the academe, which is why my
medical insurance now comes in handy and pays for a month's worth of therapy
for scoliosis that was years in the making.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;So really, how much can a girl carry in one bag?
Let's talk a look at what's inside mine :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;1) I use the large red longhandle bag of&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Longchamp Le Pliage&lt;/b&gt;. This is
the first 'investment bag' that I bought for myself since I started working. It
looks a bit too shabby now because of overuse. Seriously, because of its size,
I sometimes use it as my&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;sleepover
bag&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;or what I call my layas bag&amp;nbsp;. But then again, I bring it with
all my junk to the office and that works for me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;2) My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Mercury Drug medicine pouch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;. When I found this coin purse one random day while packing for a trip, I decided what better to use it for but for a mini-medicine kit with all the essentials? I have pain killers, anti-allergies, antacids and paracetamol. Whenever I feel queasy and ill, I just conjure the pill I need and then all is well :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;3) My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;makeup
pouch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;(posting the
contents of which on another entry)&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;which
holds how I understand everything cosmetics should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;. I rarely ever
retouch my very basic makeup application throughout the day and this routine even takes place
inside a cab, when I'm stuck in the usual traffic jam on my way to work. It's a
pouch from LeSportsac which isn't the actual design. But it would be nice to
have one that looks like the picture I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;4) My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;dark red framed Swatch glasses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;. I got my
near-sightedness and astigmatism from my mom so I started wearing prescription
glasses when I was a sophomore in college. My first ever pair was a rather cute
pink-framed one with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;stones in the rim from Lulu Castagnette. I don't wear it all the time, just in board rooms when I do presentations to give me the complete touch of class and intellect. But since my vision is getting a bit poorer, I'm beginning to consider wearing contact lenses soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;5) I never leave the house without any earphones but
only the best brand gives me the best grooves and that's my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Apple
earphones.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;I gave my shuffle
to my mom so I use my BB for listening to music. Especially when I'm stuck inside
a cab with the most annoying stations of all time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;6) My ever-reliable connection to the outside world
&lt;b&gt;BB 9360&lt;/b&gt;. I lost my BB 9300 Keplar in BCD when I visited last October and I almost
died because most of my social life inside the office depended on it for
updates. I switched to using a BB Bold for a while, but I missed the crunch of
the keypads that only the Curve series can give. So when I found out that BlackBerry was releasing a sleek version of the Curve, I was quick to get my hands on it as a Christmas gift for myself (after buying my iPad) HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;7) My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt; dual-sim Sun/work/the one I least check phone Nokia C2-03&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;.
Though my BB's battery gets drained because of the 3G connection, this Nokia
phone can go for days without charging. Plus I got it because of the easy
interface, touch-and-type dual function and the
just-in-case-my-Globe-phone-gets-lost-again (but I surely hope and SWEAR not)
dual-sim feature so I have a standby spare for both lines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8) The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Bath and Body works anti-bac pocket sanitizer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. When I first saw this in the market, I actually thought having it was a bit tacky because it turned out to be such a fad. But I got is as a gift from my good friend Patty and that's when I felt that it was very handy and useful for a busy gal like me. The scents are very refreshing too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;9)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;My red leather &lt;b&gt;Canon business card holder&lt;/b&gt;. This was a picture I got from Google (well bec I couldn't take pictures my camera's lens is being fixed for a whopping bill of 7 grand) but we actually had Manels design a customized leather card holder as giveaways for our clients last 2010. I'm 100% positive that I'm not the only one who has this in more than one color.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;10) My 2-year old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Topshop sunnies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;. This has been the
sun glasses for everyday use prior to the F21 shades that my friend Robbie never
gave back and the Fly Wear wayfarer pair that I sat on. I actually need to
replace it soon because it doesn't hold onto my nose bridge anymore.
Nonetheless, I never leave the house without it esp. when I feel that the
morning cab rides can be a bit slow and bright, I get to sneak in a quick
nappie under it before I land in the office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mossimo Secret Wish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; spray-on perfume. Frequently mistaken as a deo spray, I got this super bubbly and sophisticated scent from my good friend Jamie. It smells a lot like the Bebe perfume that I bought from SG last summer so I went on ahead and bought it. I'm really eyeing on the Lanvin Eclat bottle when I finish this one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;13) The breath freshening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;toothbrush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Being office-based has given me the chance to freshen up on lunch hours so I carry this toothbrush kit with me along with my monthly supply of tissue. I had to resort to a pack of mints before but since this is the routine on yummy luncheons, I feel and look refreshed ready to take on afternoon (and overtime) challenges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;14) My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Charles and Keith seaweed green wallet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. This was an impulsive buy last December in the middle of a yearend stress spree with my good friend Rica. I wanted to replace my old wallet because it was full of unnecessary paper and was a little discolored when it caught the color of my bag after taking a shower in the rain. I never go for colors like green and yellow but I got it anyway because the interior is smooth and hot pink. Very often it's empty and full of receipts that justify my irrational spending but I always treasure it when it helps me survive on a monthly basis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;15) The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Belle de Jour Powerplanner 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. I can never go on my daily routine without listing the things that I have to do. It has to be in a scratch paper, a post-it or a notepad that is inserted in every page of my planner. Every appointment and every errand that I have to pencil in as well as brewing thoughts and feelings, all go in the secret pages of my journal. Without it, I am never complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So that's it. I know this hardly does justice to all the contents of my bag but more or less, these are the everyday must-haves. Will do another post on my makeup kit next!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My relationship with this blog has been reduced to being plain pathetic, I can never squeeze in enough words to justify how I have been living my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After my last post, 2 months zoomed by and the new year kicked in. Work has never been busy enough that I &amp;nbsp;have had to do overtimes for about 3 days in a row (being the lone soul in the office, define creepy) and I had to practically give up what was left of a so-called close to occasional social life. In between reruns of Sex and the City, New Girl and Modern Family, weekends with family and irrational shopping, I have always found the means to exhaust the remains of my free time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's no wonder why it's 3AM post-holiday dawn that I am up watching my series, with my planner, junk food and coffee attempting to do work but ending up setting it aside for... well an attempt to update this blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;[EDIT] January 30, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;As I have said, plenty attempts have been made none of which were successful to actually fulfill the longings of this blog. I really have no time. Sometimes I would rather just sprawl all over my bed and sleep, the rest of the time I would play Temple Run or some stupid gadget game if not, I will be out doing some irrational gratification for my job through nonsense shopping and binging on food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Which is why, according to MyFitnessPal digital calorie counter and diet tracker, I now weigh 140lbs and should now limit my intake to about 1490 calories/day. PLEASE.KILL.ME.NOW.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ever since I have been formally fastened to Marketing, my life has been all about the leg work. (Will save that for future posts)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Three things I plan to update this blog with:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. 2011 Highlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Places I went to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Meals I cooked&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Major investments&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Tick offs from my former goals list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HAHAHAHA :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because this is my life summed up in a photo:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;For the past two years, Oct. 20 meant shitloads for me. I was celebrating the birthday of a then-important person fussing about surprise party preparations and keeping all our friends happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today, as I moved forward from the distant meaning of several calendar dates of a past life, I never expected it would significantly mean something different. Until today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12:40 PM. &lt;/b&gt;I was about to exit my office pantry after another awkward lunch with my new teammate and 'bosses' when I got the text. Mom told me that my &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;lolo was gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and that they were on their way to the hospital.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A sudden flurry of emotions rushed past me. I held on to my phone and I didn't know how to react at first. Eventually, after what seemed like a long pause, the tears came. I had to let something out in front of my teammate or else I would have gone berserk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;She advised me to just give myself a good cry since it was the natural thing to do. Instinctively, I did. Then she suggested that I go to the hospital so that I could assist in whatever my family needed at the time. After breaking down in my cube and staring blankly at my laptop, not knowing what to do with my pendings, I gave up and asked my boss's consent to take the afternoon off. Then I headed to Makati to meet the family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Multiple organ failure. &lt;/b&gt;Roughly at 1030 in the morning after his bath and breakfast (which he was surprisingly amenable with since he usually refuses to make it easy for the help), my lolo's color had changed which alarmed my lola's household. After a surge of panic he was brought to the hospital where he was declared dead on arrival. Later on in the afternoon, we all agreed that he somehow knew that it was his time since he was a bit pale for the past two days and just gave in to the helper's request. Contrary to how people nearing their time would lose the ability to eat or move, he was the exact opposite before finally giving in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was also a good thing that he was given prayer and blessing for a couple of times already care of my lola. Something that was done just in case but none of us expected, at least not anytime soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After a brief discussion of what happened, we had to disseminate tasks in order to prepare for the wake and interment of our lolo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Since it was the highest form of all unexpected events that caught everyone off guard, nothing - literally nothing was prepared to anticipate the situation. My lolo's clothes, the chapel for his wake, even his casket had to be taken care of. So we all had to set off the whole afternoon while waiting for him to get settled in his final bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was one of the few who was able to spare time and help the family make the necessary arrangements. Three years ago, when he got paralyzed, I was also there when he was rushed to the hospital after an attack. It was the turning point of his life since after being confined for about a month, he was rendered bed rest because of inability to move, walk and even talk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-and-death.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrote about it&lt;/a&gt;. It was painful to see him grappling on with life at that time. I could even remember giving him my pillow as he held on. But I knew he was a fighter. Even though he spent the succeeding years in a wheel chair, feeding off powdered food and liquid through a tube, I knew he was going to get better. On his birthdays we'd take him out, gather around and give him a cake and he'd cry because we were all there. Every now and then his old friends took the time to visit him it made him extremely happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Compared to the nights that we spent in PGH and after sending him to Laguna where he and my lola could rest, he looked healthier and more peaceful when I saw him tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Words could not express how heartbroken I am for losing my lolo - who, for the past 22 years of my life, was full of humor and life, beer in hand always running to greet us asking us to sit down, getting mad if we didn't whenever we'd have family gatherings. It was always comforting to have both of my grandparents while growing up. My dad's side of the family is a pretty big one and my lolo and lola always made it whole and bonded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Santillan side has actually had a pretty rough year. We have witnessed three of our immediate members pass on and it was not easy to let them go. I was excited for November because it only meant the start of the family festivities commencing on my dad's birthday and culminating in my lolo's birthday after New Year. The -ber months were always a jam packed season for all of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I WISH? Hahaha! Well I highly doubt that I'll be put in a situation with him where I can get THAT drunk in the first place. Hihihihi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But if and in the event that it happens, I hope he would. PATAY NA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. Do you think you'll be in a relationship 2 months from now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have no idea but I'm pretty sure I won't. Mainly because of the drought and I don't have the time too. After Demo Challenge, a pile of work is waiting for me back home and I have a lot of other things to commit to like teaching, Toastmasters, yoga class and my business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; HMMM. I guess this guy presenting from Maldives. BAHAHA. Kidding. No one actually. I'd like to say it's someone associated with work but I don't really want to go there so. Yeah no one :) No guy is worth my precious brain cells right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. Does talking about sex make you feel uncomfortable?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not really. It depends on who I'm talking to and why we're talking about it. It has to be in the right place with an open-minded person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My best friend Tep of course :) Our sleep overs don't really constitute a lot of sleeping. In fact we have extended heart to hearts until the wee hours of the morning and wake up just in time for brunch. This deep conversation of course, is about our only pain in life: LOVE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. What does your most recent text say?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My most recent text was 2 days ago before I left for SG since I don't have network connection here. It says: Papunta na ko diyan to Mommy Shei. Haha :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. How do you feel about abortion?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel that it is the most cruel thing any person can do and it actually surpasses the level of murder. I don't understand how anyone can take the life of someone and that someone is inside you, with your genes and potentially a bit of everything in you. However, sometimes it almost seems inevitable for a lot of people. I wish that somehow, women are aware of the consequences tt entails for them, and for the babies as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. Do you like big crowds of people?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It usually depends. I like big happy crowds in parties but for everything else I like to keep myself surrounded by a small circle so&amp;nbsp; it's more intimate. I also like spending time alone when I have the chance esp. when I work in a coffee shop or when I go window shopping. I've never watched a movie alone though. Hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Do you think there is life on other planets?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Haha. I used to. Until recently, I grew up. HAHAHA. I think that man has enough resources to discover that. Otherwise we would still be clueless by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. Do you still talk to your first crush?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't even remember who that is. Haha :) Probably not?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. Do you like bubble baths?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; YES PLEASE. In fact, I just had one in our hotel last Wednesday. It relieved me of all the stress, just dipping in a warm ocean of bath suds and bubbles. I hope I could do it again before I leave so I can come home very happy and refreshed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Do you like your neighbors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course I do. I actually have a set of village friends who I grew up with. So yeah I love them to bits! I haven't seen them in a while though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will continue answering the other questions next time so I can tick off more stuff in my list! I enjoyed this! Toodles! :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_27694894"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_27694895"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-8559972828403506528?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/6txeSQgg4i8/keep-ball-rollin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qCzqQgdqJI/Tmm1npEiYeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/xOzfwQKhwZI/s72-c/Blogspot.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/09/keep-ball-rollin.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-1542859566945505251</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2011 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-05T00:09:20.746+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello there :) This week officially marks THE week of all my hell weeks. Supposedly an upping scale of sorts, a milestone in my career and hopefully the paying off of all sleepless nights, long days, working weekends and just nonstop WORK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But before I take the plunge, I would like to procrastinate first by answering a &lt;b&gt;50-question list&lt;/b&gt; (which I got from Tumblr). I used to enjoy this back when surveys were still answered in Friendster and Multiply so this actually says a lot. First few questions for this post. Don't really want to let it eat up all my time. Here goes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0LzXKgODAw/TmOgKPAPxxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/TjpifKi_vNw/s1600/tumblr_lqsxm0g3id1qc5o97o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0LzXKgODAw/TmOgKPAPxxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/TjpifKi_vNw/s1600/tumblr_lqsxm0g3id1qc5o97o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;The last person I held hands with was... my mom I think. We went shopping for my compet clothes this evening. It was crunch time so we kind of ran around the mall looking for the perfect corporate outfit. Hahaha :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. I am every bit of an extrovert as I am so yes, I'm outgoing :) I have a jologs sense of humor but I'm not afraid to make other people laugh by being myself because I know that I can make a lot of sense when I need to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. I'm looking forward to seeing no one actually. I've been busy with a lot of work lately because of Demo Challenge that I can barely fit everything into an exaggeratedly impossible schedule. After this, I'm definitely taking a breather. I'd like to see my best friend, village friends and the usuals, settle down, get a few drinks and celebrate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. I would like to believe that I am. I'm not really the snobbish type (though a lot of people mistake me for one). But I guess once someone breaks the ice I'm super easy to get a long with. I'm not the greatest conversationalist out there but I do make an effort to connect with a person who tries to reach out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. HAHAHAHA UHM. PASS? Well yes. Loads of times. I'm known for my messiahnic complex. I just never know when to give up or it takes me a little too long to realize when to drop everything and walk away. Sometimes, just when I think I finally decide to, I come running straight back. Which is sort of a trademark already. I used to believe that for as long as I can hold on to something, it spells all the difference. I can change him, I can save him. But circumstances have taught me otherwise. Sadly, yet at the same time, fortunately, I'm learning it only now :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Next questions on another day! Have to get back to my presentation and my red alert post-it! Toodles! ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-1542859566945505251?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/8Sy9XShZ9YY/hello-there-this-week-officially-marks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0LzXKgODAw/TmOgKPAPxxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/TjpifKi_vNw/s72-c/tumblr_lqsxm0g3id1qc5o97o1_500.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-there-this-week-officially-marks.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-2674968518947195128</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2011 17:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-26T01:23:53.407+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stress</category><title>SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's been a long time since I've procrastinated out of anything and for a week now I've only subscribed myself to one motto:&lt;b&gt; I eat stress for breakfast, lunch and dinner.&lt;/b&gt; In between, I just simply eat. I desperately cling to the fact that me being burnt out is simultaneously burning all my calorie intake too. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DEMO CHALLENGE. I plan to conquer you! We're one written proposal and 5 dozens of slides away from finishing but it's all good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I watched the dvd copy of last year's competition so I was able to benchmark my expectations already. It really echoes the Brandstorm vibe in so many different levels. I guess the Asian feel (yes including the panel of judges as opposed to Frenchies) and the nature of the pitch are what set them apart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ARGH. But I have to go back to work now. Otherwise it'll be another sleepless night. I'm gearing myself up for a mishmash of occasions for this long weekend. Work-party-work-relax-work juggling kind of thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I still have to work on a lot of things for this blog (side bar, header, description, linksssss) But I hope I get the time. I'm launching my project timelines shortly after my SG trip. PRAY FOR US. TOODLES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-2674968518947195128?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/zCpulmxK8KI/sleep-is-for-weak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ruNNR3h5ij0/TlZ-fXOSYcI/AAAAAAAAAkg/i49U6FV7t7o/s72-c/DC.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/08/sleep-is-for-weak.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-1758333139240035037</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2011 10:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-21T21:50:36.855+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">much love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">contemplating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">updates</category><title>Q2-Q3 Review</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Seriously, I should be penalized for always promising to update this blog yet failing at every inch to do so. Pardon my schedule and my penchant for overbooking. It's one of the perks of being single - I get to say yes to every opportunity that comes knocking on my door. I have to be anywhere and everywhere all the time and the last thing I want is to be stuck without nothing to do, even though my life is a huge pile of work as it is.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've gone a whole month without any substantial updates. My last post was about splurging (wait for the part that uncovers if that's still an issue or not) and I have not posted a single word on my exaggeratedly busy weeks. (For blow by blows, refer to my FB and twitter) So here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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July swooped in with a lot of gifts and surprises. (It is to the extent that I can't help but cuss under my breath when I look back and dissect everything that's happened) It can even probably win the most eventful month of the year award. But then again, who's to say that the coming months can't get any spicier and more exciting than all of my 22 years combined?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Can I just say that working in the major and global accounts has been every bit of demanding, challenging, grueling, tiring, etc.? Negotiations are on opposite sides of the poles. I have been pressuring myself to increase my coverage so that I can already give a comprehensive report on my list come the end of Q3. However, I have to face the fact that I have &amp;nbsp;a whole other list of commitments that need focus and attention. Plus, some clients tend to be demanding (and I mean a whole new level to that word) so I have to take the extra mile to actually create, revise and overhaul presentations, schedule repeated meetings and do consistent follow-ups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;What weekends look like for me :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Demo Challenge 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I could still remember my first day at work over a year ago. I sat in the mock presentation of the DC2010 delegates to our president and CEO, head of division and managers. I mused over the fact that I can still get to do what I love doing in HS and college - being the seasoned presenter on marketing competitions, theses, defenses and speeches alike. So, I vowed from that day on, that I was going to be the next representative of the Philippines to the hosting country of the Asian regional finals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nearly a year, cried over drafts, crammed spiels, recycled slides, nagged teammates and supportive other friends later, I was standing on the 15F in front of a panel of judges hoping to become the next DC2011 champion to Singapore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lo, and behold! After crashing down to make up for all late nights' loss of sleep, I got the text saying that not only was I going to SG, I also topped the contest for the division. For a moment right there I was feeling a bit jubilant. It was a milestone in my career and a goal that I set for myself. Once again, I was on the road to making my dreams come true. No one can ever come in the way of that. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Needless to say, it's eating a huge chunk of my time right now. The whole stretch of preparations is up until the first week of September. That's already an unwarranted pass to run over my (once in a blue moon) long weekend but hey, I'd be having a mini-vacation when I get there anyway. I promised myself not to entertain side booking for the rest of the coming two weeks so that I could focus on work and Demo Challenge. I'm excited as hell to go to SG and be exposed to other cultures and practices of Canon in the whole region. It's time to actually savor the good memories that I will get from that place when I come back. :) Please wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3.&lt;b&gt; Business as usual&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well my partners and I have had quite a successful test run on our first batch. Although a big struggle for us is finding the right fit for our calendars, we've taken a few baby steps to advance the progress of our business and making it materialize. And I have to say that part of the bottleneck is charged to my account since it's me and my ambitious multitasking that gets in the way of beating deadlines aptly. I swore to help expedite the process once Demo Challenge is over so that we can move on to the next phases of our implementation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Please watch out for us in the coming months as we launch our next batch of designed accessories made especially for the requests of our buyers! We're also going to launch our first line of clothes and hopefully bags and shoes! :) Will keep you updated on that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Toastmasters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Back in college, I had this sort of inexplicable inkling to join this org and help myself enhance my public speaking skills. I never had the chance to, especially with my then-obligations to the bf and other seemingly more important things (of course I was wrong). Even my partners and I at some point tried to venture into joining one chapter to pilot a team that will teach high school students (this offer is still up but later on in the business CSR). Imagine my reaction when the chance to be a guest came, thanks to my Demo Challenge partner Mommy Shie, who I love so dearly just because we have tons of things in common. Toastmasters for one :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The experience was everything I pictured it to be, and more. I sat in a room full of yuppies, entrepreneurs and executives &amp;nbsp;- basically a hodgepodge of people that I don't get to ascribe to as my audience on a daily basis (well long before, but since I'm in the corporate world now, pretty much). What really got to me was the passion and warmth of the people. Never mind that they have to critique the way you organize your speech, the number of times you said aahh, uuhms, or any other verbal crutch, the errors that you made in grammar or how much you went above the given time limit. It was like practicing in a band with long time friends or sitting in a room full of colleagues that don't judge your output but cheer you on to give the best that you have, give constructive criticisms the nicest way they could and still give you &amp;nbsp;a pat on the back for a job well done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some good news to top off everything, Fitness First finally gave us our corporate rates for our monthly workouts! I'm really looking forward to this when I come back to SG since I've been gaining a lot of weight (hello frequent drinking and binge eating) and I haven't really spared some time to get my butt out for a short workout. I'd rather spend time refining my solution design in front of a laptop than attend a free session of Barre3 or jog around McKinley.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aside from this, I still need to get a credit card of course and pay my utang to Globe. (BREATHE) I know that funds will easily run out because of all pending travels, bills, night outs and whatever demands of being single are. I promised myself to start learning how to play the stocks soon since that will also give me extra income. BUT JEEZ DO I HAVE ALL THE TIME FOR THIS??? Hahaha. I'm mentally laughing and panicking as I type.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Given this long list of life-defining pre-occupations, do I still have the time to entertain MEN? Well, here's a pretty straightforward answer: I TRIED TO. But you know where that got me. I never expected to actually like anyone in the course of my career-first disposition, well at least not seriously. I'd have eye candies, crushes and occasional admired guys but not to the lengths of... going out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Until this one person actually came along. And that will be spared for a separate and rather lengthy blog entry on questioning what it means to make a move and not follow through, of false hopes and pretenses, of leaving someone hanging, of falling in like and chickening out and of being an asshole. And of course me, being the hopeless romantic who always always foolishly believe too much of the good in people with a side of stupid, overthinking, overreacting and easily FALLING. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But hey no sweat. If I were smart at everything then it'll be the end of the world. So no big. HAHAHA :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So there folks. That's all I can throw for my month-long cavorting with life. It's highly ambitious of me to hit the bull's eye and perfect everything but hey, that's MAGIS for me. I just hope I don't drive my crazy along the process. PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE to use this blog as a break and fasten myself to updates! :) My life's been a whole cosmic product of interesting whatnots lately, it's real good not to share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-1758333139240035037?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/LREVU_z2Emw/q2-q3-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utZwvOREoh4/TlD2hNgoh0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/hhUx7hVQ8xY/s72-c/281378_10150375204356164_687141163_10350533_6848560_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/08/q2-q3-review.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-6196872145862994451</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-01T00:12:52.201+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stress</category><title>Impulse-aholic.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today, I went into astral projection and saw myself impulsively shop like there's no tomorrow. I'm truly scared at myself and my spending habits. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I cannot even begin to describe how disappointed I am at myself. I thought I were better, that I could put my endurance to the test, show my newfound self-discipline to greater heights but I who was I kidding? The sole reason why I can't give up carbs? Why I can't really go on a diet? Why it takes me forever to do/give up some things? Why I have an obsession on adrenaline rush? Why it took me so long to write on this blog again? Why I always put myself at the odds of rejection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Because I can't handle it. For me, a taste of what's good for a fleeting moment is always better than most of its consequences in any given day. That's where the damsel in distress in me comes. This is how I &amp;nbsp;dig my own grave. It's because I'm so much of a feeler and a sucker for my own emotions that I forget how to think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But forget the deeper nonsense. Let's talk &lt;b&gt;financial responsibility.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been telling myself, and for quite a time already, that I really really direly need to be financially wise and responsible. Gone are the days of mindlessly spending on things that I end up using temporarily. Or of doling out cash on other people (and making them charity cases when the total amount can exaggeratedly and unfortunately send someone to HS already, I know) or of not even choosing the better options when 'giving' away my hard-earned cash.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know I'm making up for lost time and a lot of lost opportunities in splurging because of my previous setup but I never planned on making this a monthly habit. I even developed a penchant for buying things I don't need or can live without but just for the sake of, and end up clicking the purchase button or whipping out cash in a flash from my wallet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, I sorely outdid myself. Before payday, I always have this routine of mapping out and mentally budgeting the things I need (to spend for). Of course the debit/credit, accounts payable and accounts receivable almost cancel themselves out (and in one case even declared AR negative) but the figures don't matter. Just as long as I have the money, I have to make that extra time for a trip to the mall and relieve myself of stress by doing retail therapy. Most of the time it's a lame invention of some kind of self-reward for a difficult and stressed out month. But just how much of a reward is it if it leaves me broke until the next payday?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I had a list of things I thought I needed for this month's cash in. A caramel sweatshirt from F21, a backless tee from Terranova and a bag from CMG. This is just the physical retail that I planned to cross out in a day, on top of my online purchase of 3 corporate sheer/layered/fringed/sleeved blouses (the ones I've been trying to peg my styles on lately) from this cute online store. And the list doesn't end there. I also planned on buying 5 sessions of IPL laser for underarm hair removal from Metrodeal since I was getting tired of always going to LayBare lately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Feeling primadonna right? Hahaha. This is not exactly what my parents have tried to ingrain in me: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;spend within your means.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;It's like, whatever I feel like is of benefit to me, I just end up getting. And paying for it. SIGH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So anyway. I went with a good friend with my list in mind. First stop was CMG where I was lured (or myself lured myself) into buying 2 bags! Never mind that I had stuff to buy, I wanted to get a bag for my mom (which as out of my budget) and so I got them! Just like that. I left with two big paper bags in hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And did I mention how bad it felt after a couple of minutes? I didn't last the entire night before going home, without feeling any sorry than I already was for my insanely impulsive self. I thought how else could I have a family without any cash to spare? Or how else could I enroll in financial investment programs? Buy stocks? Park money for insurance like my colleagues and I used to rave about? Even rotate cash on hand for my potential businesses?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SIGH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's not even shopaholism&lt;/b&gt;. I've always been a self-confessed prude on shopping even when I was a kid because I'd always let my parents spend shopping bags for me. But when I started working, it became harder to say no to being a materialistic brat who just has to have everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am far from knowing how to remedy the situation. But I do know that I have to begin with small steps, set a deadline or establish an achievable short-term goal. Those will be my simple measures of trying to break the habit. From there, only God knows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Did I mention that I still have pending purchases online? A phone bill to pay and parents to repay?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AND end of season sales + shoe in love next weekend?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PLEASE HELP ME. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when I do get some answers for this, maybe I would be able to solve my dilemma of always having to &lt;b&gt;impulsively put myself out there to someone I really like and ruin the chances&lt;/b&gt;, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RIGHT???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCyvpwwraXE/TgyZ1LFxAfI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kOsf-aSUoKA/s1600/Blog+signature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="90" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCyvpwwraXE/TgyZ1LFxAfI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kOsf-aSUoKA/s200/Blog+signature.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-6196872145862994451?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/dcISUAIqs9s/impulse-aholic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3uENYUFedsM/TgyVPi0rI0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/VB9qm8usBvA/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/06/impulse-aholic.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-2684911700142016547</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2011 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-28T01:31:18.812+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pilot</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">much love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Overhaul.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I had tried to apply for being a columnist, I would have easily found ways on how to not nail the job. Like turning in an article past the deadline for one, and the lack of creativity (or writing skills for that matter) to keep an interest piece actually interesting for another.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Which is all so funny because I used to write a lot when I was little. I used to draft sample novels and short stories, dreamed that I would be the next &lt;i&gt;Louisa May Alcott&lt;/i&gt; of my then-favorite book, The&lt;b&gt; Little Women &lt;/b&gt;or &lt;i&gt;Charles Dickens&lt;/i&gt; who would create an amazing set of classics as &lt;b&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/b&gt;. Those were the legends, the non-negotiables when a bookworm is to be initiated. After the long stretch of must reads, my choices then matured to contemporary ones with more depth, mystery and insight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ANYWAY. As I was saying, I couldn't finish writing to save my life the moment I entered tweendom. Before, my only outlet was this blog. I would bombard it with a lot of trivialities, of senseless thoughts and rants mainly because I was too alone for a time that I didn't bother keeping my life an open book to strangers. Now and then I would update it (to the dismay of the decreasing number of readers) and would leave it hanging for most of the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, the sense of blogging in the (and for my) blog world has been redefined. From how I saw it as no more than an online journal, back in the sections of MySpace or Multiply, it has been transformed into a powerful reading tool and a means of self-expression to proliferate and enhance culture, to shape the minds of the modern readers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And of course, microblogging has emerged. After my breakup (yes details below), I got myself attached to my one and only BlackBerry. Thanks to easier social access, BB SOCIAL ON, &lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt; and&lt;b&gt; Tumblr &lt;/b&gt;have been both my bffs next to Facebook in any given day. Of course, I would rather type in a 140 character update of where I am, what I ate or what I did than compose a lengthy entry for everyone and anyone to ogle at and read.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But now I do not have any excuses. I have fully resolved it in myself that I would, somehow find a way to spruce this blog up, see how the times have rolled and keep it a pretty interesting reflection of how my life has set its course. It definitely isn't the immature, juvenile and naive write ups that I used to post circa 2005 here. However, it wouldn't try to sound as preppy or as choreographed as most blogs do as if writing a column for a fashion magazine. It will be the avenue of my open mind, my adventures, my opinions and my feelings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So before I move further, I decided to give myself some rules of engagement. Since this will be an official upping scale of all sorts, I'm establishing a set of seemingly hard and fast rules (which can be broken most of the time depends on my mood, HAHA useless) for the entries that I put here. The content will solely be on things like:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;My eternal love for food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And no, I won't even try to sound like I'm a foodie. Everything I eat is practically considered delicious already so I don't have to go ala Giada de Laurentiis or Nigella Lawson on anyone. I don't have to dissect the taste, piece the flavors and make up some crap about how the dish is a harmony of whatnots. I know food is worth remembering when it passes one major criteria: It's so good I have to have other people try it by &lt;b&gt;cooking it.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;So alongside my bouts for the food I try for the first time are the experiments that I make on my journey towards my long awaited stature of life: a stay at home/trophy wife who cooks wickedly delicious meals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;KIDDING.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love to cook and I decided that I make it a weekly habit by cooking fancy lunches for the family. It's a good way to polish my Iron Chef skills in the making without having to attend ridiculously expensive culinary schools which won't get me any closer to earning Michelin stars anyway. (No offense hahaha)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Adventures&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Though the mundane is inevitable, I think I have proven that a lot of firsts and things to be crossed off my bucket list have had the chance to happen at this time and age. This time, I have earned the right to inject some poetic license and to sensationalize these events by highlighting my feelings. Mind you, these will be the only real feelings that will be revealed in the coming months or so, as I have finally coerced myself to shut out all possibilities of unwarranted frustrations and anxiety related to the male species. And yes, that was a bit bitter and shallow. But screw you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, may be it an an afterwork session of beer and Rockeoke, a hike to Sagada or a trip to Shoe In Love (yes, for the most part these are what make up my July's first week), every little adventure is worth documenting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There is some kind of liberation when I look back and compare all these to nonsensical entries of how I got stuck in class or the readings I did or the tests I aced and the subjects I unwillingly failed back in my years in the academe. I have so much time that I can invest on doing so many other things that I cannot deprive myself of living just because I have to beat deadlines and live up to the expectations of other people (in this case, my teammates and bosses).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The time to live is &lt;b&gt;now. &lt;/b&gt;I have responsibilities at work and I do them great, but I also have a responsibility to myself. &lt;b&gt;To live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Projects&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Basically anything that falls within ambitions, aspirations, hopes and dreams. Like my upcoming &lt;i&gt;business&lt;/i&gt;, my new&lt;i&gt; involvements&lt;/i&gt; and things I try to initiate that are a bit of life-changing. Whether it's aspiring to become financially responsible, whether it's a mental debate on getting a credit card, or even the most impossible dream of taking over the world at 22, then I should be able to write about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HONESTLY. I don't know why I have to categorize these things or impose them as if no other subject is allowed. This is, after all, my virtual space that cannot be just left hanging or filled up with junk or creepy blog walkers who advertise or whatever. Just don't expect my blog to trend, go viral or be a part of BlogLovin'. I do not intend to make another space in Wordpress, my loyalty is with Blogspot ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Therefore, expect to be doused with these couple of things, with much better tags, labels and bookmarked sites on the side scroll. I need to keep up with the times and have a few good reads myself so I can set a benchmark for good writing. (HAHA) But most importantly, it's where I get to share with you the things that interest me the most and get the inspirations for most of the (literary) work that will be coming in. Safe to say that these are all still in the works until further notice. I still have a daytime job too you know. Heehee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So here's to more entries, substance or no substance alike, as I finally cheer myself to living life. Moving forward as we say. En route to happiness. (Next entry title)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-2684911700142016547?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/xty5XJlyIj0/overhaul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDn6saoU7v8/TgiA6OuReqI/AAAAAAAAAiE/AfdUpAK6cq0/s72-c/KROO.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/06/overhaul.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-5527881099401028495</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2011 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-29T00:46:19.468+08:00</atom:updated><title>And so it is, like you said it would be.</title><description>I only have a few words to say because up to now I'm still dumbfounded with what &lt;b&gt;happened&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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As to why it has, only time can explain.&lt;br /&gt;
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As to what will, only time can tell.&lt;br /&gt;
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As to what now, I can only but admit that in the deepest of all pains, I have finally found it in myself to try and understand things as they are. I am not the same girl crying all over the place whenever something threatens to separate us. I have become stronger with the love that you have given me. I have no reason to cry because I was truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really don't know what to think yet or how to feel. For now I am just waiting for it pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-5527881099401028495?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/T4DCYQcepsE/and-so-it-is-like-you-said-it-would-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-so-it-is-like-you-said-it-would-be.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-6200353325629541965</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-29T23:36:01.941+08:00</atom:updated><title>Birthday wish.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In an hour, &lt;b&gt;I will be turning 22&lt;/b&gt;. What to make of this day, &lt;i&gt;I'm not exactly sure&lt;/i&gt;. Turns out that my month-long celebration has transitioned from steady-ready phase to a big nightmare overnight. But I know this is just how God surprises me in different ways so I have to toughen up and take this as my first challenge as a 22-year old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I only want three things for this year (well aside from my material 'needs'):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; Clarity and steadfastness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have I mentioned how difficult it is when you're surrounded by people who &lt;b&gt;a)&lt;/b&gt; constantly complain about their work, &lt;b&gt;b)&lt;/b&gt; are very backward, traditional and mediocre with their approach to work and &lt;b&gt;c)&lt;/b&gt; who brand you as idealistic just because you lay out insights about giving the company an extra big push? Well it can crack you up at some point just because finding the motivation to keep doing what you do everyday is hard enough, what more when you get stuck in this kind of system. Don't get me wrong, I love my work (or some big chunks of it) but I don't get how these external factors can help me decide if my work is something that keeps me fulfilled or not. If it's something that will eventually lead me to my end goal or not. If it's something that I should settle for or not. If this is a stepping stone to a bigger adventure or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to put my foot down. I need to speak to an unbiased professional mentor who can provide me with noteworthy and valuable insights. I tried speaking to my colleagues and not only did I put myself on autopilot mode midway through their senseless, idiotic, self-proclaimed mediocrity of a lecture, I also can't get over how they treated me as 'young, inexperienced, idealistic.' That's just plain wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't need to be your age, experienced and up the ranks, to know what I really want and what I'm not settling for. Please take note of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because really. I'm tired of seeing people leave just because they're dissatisfied with something which they can remedy with their personal habits in the first place. You don't complain about your basic salary just because you don't have enough money 2 weeks after payday and blame the lack of compensation. Maybe you should stop going to the casino or doing odds so you have money to spare for work or for your basic luhos? Or maybe you can't complain about having to go to work early just because you get so used to being homebased?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is it in the nature of work or is it the fact that people can't discipline themselves?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway. I'll spare this for another entry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The deeper reality is this. For the coming months, we are going to be affected by the tragedy in Japan. The external factors, I can resist. But if the management level fails to have me as a regular employee in the coming months, then I have to reevaluate my stay. It's going to be difficult to close sales if we can't issue stocks or have installations because there will be no available units. And no, we are not closing down. We have been asked not to share the details or to stay neutral if any media entity approaches us. But I assure you that the management will do everything that it can to keep the business running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for my personal decisions, I still have to think. Because it's been 6 months and I haven't achieved my first short-term goal. Yet, I don't want to leave the company without accomplishing something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;A birthday cake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f863WnxHrt8/TZH21OMMSUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/j66yaZGYni4/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f863WnxHrt8/TZH21OMMSUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/j66yaZGYni4/s320/cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mango Bravo from Conti's seems such a good treat right now ♡&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A warm cup of coffee to go with this also sounds good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;A rejuvenated drive to work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I finish addressing all of my post-sales problems and focus on developing new accounts. Because really. I was quite appalled at myself for shutting down and just washing my hands off of them after getting tired. I now bear the consequences of letting them prolong, so I have to end them quickly as soon as possible. I was really not the type to let things go out of control in the first place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. PAHABOL:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also want to have a &lt;b&gt;better sense of financial responsibility&lt;/b&gt; now that I am a year older. I have to save up for my new business' capital (soon to come *wink*) and for trips and eventually for my Master's degree. I won't be able to do that if I incessantly succumb to impulsive buying and if I can't pay for simple bills and debts. *SIGH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nonetheless, I hope tomorrow turns out well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-6200353325629541965?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/RxGVwGjpEyQ/decisions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f863WnxHrt8/TZH21OMMSUI/AAAAAAAAAh0/j66yaZGYni4/s72-c/cake.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/decisions.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-1284333239476417938</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-29T23:24:38.449+08:00</atom:updated><title>On Letting Go, Losing Weight, Etc.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long delayed post. I had this idea running in time for an Ash Wednesday post but hello me. I'm still trying to adjust in religiously updating this blog. *Pat on the back* for managing to keep it consistent (for the meantime). Haha :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;March means one thing. No, scratch that. It means a ton of things. For people in general it means: summer, end of school, spring break, a whole new month to target (awww life in sales) and the chunk of the Lenten season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me it means I get a year older. Yipee ♥ ♡ ♥ This year as I hit the big 2-2 (I feel so freakin' old demmit) I have a bunch of things in my mind and a dozen couple of lists to make. Mostly out of inspiration since it's a fresh new year and things have been on track by far so why not take them a notch higher, make things more interesting and fun? And well some, I have to admit, I should've done ages ago but keep finding reasons not to, thus they are already non-negotiables in the list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This month, in attempt to help myself shed the weight I have drastically gained over my pill-popping addiction (no, seriously it was for my hormonal imbalance thing), I added meaning to my 'diet plan' by giving up my one and only love as my Lenten sacrifice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Garlic rice&lt;/b&gt; to be exact. Well actually, the variations of rice don't really matter to me. As long as it's rice, I can gobble it up even without ulam. Hahaha :) I don't need to give up pork or beef since I unconsciously select chicken in most meals and entrees that I eat anyway. Plus I can't live without veggies and fruits. If I'm going to rate myself on the RDA nutrition and diet plan I can score an 8 (since bf gets me eating fastfood things) but I just really overdose on the carbs. I'm also cutting down on the junk (ever since I learned how to eat them again thanks to my unhealthy conscious officemates) and the sweets but&amp;nbsp;I'm failing miserably at&amp;nbsp;the latter. I tried not downing coffee in my morning routine but it wouldn't get me through half the day. So instead, I'm trading an extra half cup on the safe caffeine intake for a bottle of energy drink (i.e. Cobra Smart/Sting Strawberry) since it gave me hyperacidity for 3 consecutive days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn't think of what else to give up since it's already difficult as it is. I've been trying this for the past couple of years but nothing seems to do the trick. I was thankful enough to have the trusty &lt;b&gt;Diet Dojo&lt;/b&gt; in SOM Mall when I was a junior in Ateneo. I was able to eat salad for lunch for a couple of months (I miss their &lt;i&gt;steak and potatoes&lt;/i&gt; combo and &lt;i&gt;chicken with citrus vinaigrette&lt;/i&gt; :|) so despite my ex bringing me Starbucks and banoffee pie (our sweet craving back then) on a regular basis, I was comparatively skinnier way back then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I super miss those days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've set my goal and have laid a strong foundation to achieve it. Jogging on weekends, no rice and... get this: a gym membership for my birthday. I was strolling through Megamall today (after field work of course, HAHA) and I saw the Slimmers World booth. I was lured into an enticing sales pitch right away. At first I thought it was hard sell because the consultant was showing me pictures of 'satisfied customers' and their before and after poses. But when he got to the package part, I was just stunned with a this-is-too-good-to-be-true mocking expression on my face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Their current promo entitles an applicant to an all inclusive fee of a buy 1 take 1 gym spree. So 1 month plus 1 month, 3 months take 3 and so on. The 6 month-offer was the best choice since it extends to a year's worth of membership for only... &lt;b&gt;Php 9,600&lt;/b&gt; (0% interest if credit card) and &lt;b&gt;Php 8400&lt;/b&gt; for cash (well I know where they recovered the cost anyway). This already includes unlimited gym time - &lt;b&gt;use of equipment, training program with instructors on the 1st 2 days, locker use, AEROBICS classes - power yoga, yogalites&lt;/b&gt; and all those cool workout stuff which I'm really after - plus the consultant even threw in a &lt;b&gt;Php 4500 GC worth of treatment&lt;/b&gt; if I bring a friend along (that's &lt;b&gt;diamond peel and a Swedish massage&lt;/b&gt; hellyeah) and a &lt;b&gt;free gym bag&lt;/b&gt;. I don't know if this is just me but Slimmers World is a very reputable fitness center so I say it's worth the deal. Hahaha. The only problem is where to source my funds for this seeing that I have been splurging on summer items, accessories, weekend beach trips and I have pending expenses like: gadgets, a Cebu trip, corporate clothes, hair re-perming and field shoes in my list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*SIGH*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But anyway. I'm already sleepy and I need to rest for another packed day tomorrow. Will continue this when I have time. Up next: birthday stuff, business plans and long lists! Ciao!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-1284333239476417938?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/plmxzLY_jOU/on-letting-go-losing-weight-etc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yq8A0HuNPEk/TYDLvVsb-jI/AAAAAAAAAho/o9HCiabjsWo/s72-c/garlic-rice.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-letting-go-losing-weight-etc.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-1676860232545970966</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2011 08:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-06T17:02:04.881+08:00</atom:updated><title>Refresher.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;t's so sad to trace and evaluate the beginning of my blog's neglect the moment I stepped into my Junior year in college and the lengths that it has stretched to now that I am now officially a career woman. It's been 3 years and I can't believe that the blogger kid has finally outgrown the impulse to document her life with sometimes-shallow-but-can-eventually-have-depth journal entries in her blog. And it sucks, really since I feel that a lot of my life's meaning pays tribute to these blog entries because it's only through them that I get to hear myself think out loud, reflect back, squeeze myself of opinion and really ponder on the things that transpire in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So a glimpse at the the not so recent entry (2 months back) that I attempted to write but predictably failed to finish:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;[&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;January 11, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A new year, a fresh start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;My mind fails me as I try to summon the right words and describe the latter parts of my 2010.&lt;i&gt; Exaggeratedly dramatic? A wild rollercoaster ride? A series of unfortunate events?&lt;/i&gt; And I could just put n numbers of cliches here. Let's leave that to the testimonies of my friends (and/or shock absorbers at the time). It was just... plain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRAZY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Let's not be cryptic here. I'll actually share some specifics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(You are my bestfriend after all, I have long abandoned you so you deserve the gory details)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;First, I had a bit of trouble with my parents. You know the usual crisis that strikes almost-to-none parenthood when your parents realize that they have nothing else to teach you but to be a responsible adult? And that they have no other role but to let you make your own choice, learn from mistakes and consequences; like mere spectators who can just cheer for you whenever you need support and encouragement? That because you are now trying to make a living for yourself, they cannot really ground you (or they can and immediately say that you still live under their roof blahblahblah) and they don't have any sort of power over you so they struggle to keep that hold through other means like unreasonably holding you in house arrest for charges of simple things that blow over...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[So of course I forgot the whole point of this entry anyway and will just leave it at that and try to continue the last trail of thought to come up with this fresh new entry :)]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's March 2011 and in a few weeks I'll be turning 22. I can vividly remember this month a year ago, when almost all the hallmarks of my life took place starting from my last week in school, to my last finals week, to my graduation, to me turning 21, to ending a lot of things and consequently starting a whole lot more. But that was so last year and after a much needed break (that lasted about 4 months) before finally joining the corporate world, I now have a much improved life: &lt;b&gt;a new set of priorities, a better sense of direction, a more fast paced and flexible lifestyle and more issues to conquer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With that, this year so far has been an overhaul of sorts. I've been living my life quite at ease since the year kicked in and needless to say, I've been having a really really really great time. Yes, it was so alien to me for the first couple of weeks since I was used to carrying such a huge weight on my shoulders brought about by a large number of external and internal factors in my life. I transitioned from my dark ages in the last quarter of 2010: &lt;b&gt;breaking up with my bf, adjusting with the demands of work, getting in trouble with my parents, undergoing depression, being out of the loop with friends, etc.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided that I needed to get back up and pick the pieces so on the remaining weeks of that year, I forced myself to rehab: getting my hair permed, going shopping and whatnot (basically all kinds of therapy) and then keeping myself distracted with highly achievable ambitions with short-term goals to long-term goals. I have to say that the rate of accomplishment beginning this year has been quite a surprise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The first month of this year was dedicated to finally letting go of all the pain and hurt that was handed to me by the last bits of 2010. It was the window of opportunity to start things anew, to improve, to raise expectations, to feel free and to focus on what's ahead. I must say that I did a pretty good job. I regained a much better (which I am very proud to say is an understatement) relationship with Ojie, I also placed myself in a more promising position at work and I have all the luxury and time to do things for myself: shop and go crazy and even be all over the country on weekends with my family and friends. Of course I have yet to do everything on my to-do list as my time and energy haven't really leveled up and permit me to be Wonder Woman. Despite all these too-good-to-be-true-but-indeed-happening events are the tinges of stress and work, the need to satisfy other people (aka clients, bosses and parents sometimes the bf), priorities and &lt;b&gt;financial management. &lt;/b&gt;Thank God I'm in sales. At least I know that everyday is an advanced lesson in multitasking. As the pile of work builds up, I get better at answering emails on one hand, taking calls on the other, processing documents on another, and managing accounts on another. But wait, I only have two hands. HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So to give you highlights more briefly, here is a bulleted list of what happened in the first 3 months of 2011 :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; Meet my new baby ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got this as a Christmas present for myself since my older camera's lens said goodbye for the 2nd time and I can't really bring it to work ever anyway. Haha. It's the &lt;b&gt;Canon Powershot SX210&lt;/b&gt; one of the hippest and cutest in the line of &lt;b&gt;Canon's Prosumer &lt;/b&gt;series. When you say prosumer, it means that it's the borderline between a point and shoot and an SLR. You have a mix of both features but you are given the freedom to explore on more advanced options similar to what DSLR's can give you. Adjustments on aperture, shutter speed and the like are available for you to tinker while you retain the auto settings that deliver your quality snapshots with ease. I chose this precisely because in the series, it looks like such a cutie point and shoot but is as feisty as an entry-level SLR. Unlike the Powershot G12 and Powershot SX130 which almost look like their compact DSLR's. And, HAHA, I haven't really tried learning all the features that it has. That'll be in my to-do list soon. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;I also got myself new phones. WHY?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No, I am not a materialistic brat. I can still control (to some extent) my spending habits. But of course this one, I just had to. Please refer to my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=10150158683329867"&gt;note in fb&lt;/a&gt; for the details. Of course these were, crucial decisions that I had to make because of obvious reasons. I could've saved the money for other shopping items like replenishing my corporate wardrobe instead of spending moolah on these babies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The logic of course for both is 1) I really wanted to get a BB 2) I don't want them to get stolen again so I had to carefully pick out a decent field phone 3) I also wanted to retain my touch-qwerty phone combo hence the choices :) Plus the specs are nice too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Because of the above entry, I also had to replace my wallet with another one but whatever that's not even important because it's another financial burden. I can hear my wallet pumping up its fists as I type. Heehee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&lt;b&gt; Kick-off Mania :)&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last Jan 26 in the middle of an intensely busy month (since most companies' funds are now open and thus ready for shelling out once again) we had our kick off at Dusit, Thani. It was pretty fun despite the side comments from long-time employees. I think they were used to having outdoor trips with GDs and activities for their kick off with the former president, RGA. Now since Allan Chng is trying to stir the company to a more MNC direction, we're trying to emulate patterns of a more formal upbringing as a company, which is better I think. The food was to die for (but of course I had to hold it in) and we made sure to consume as many coffee and tea cups as we could the whole afternoon. The band was also way better than the one we had in our Christmas party in Marriott. There was a shortage of booze towards the end and a lot of people were trying to scavenge leftover beers on tables. But it was super fun and everybody went home happy, inspired and hopeful for the year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been trying to do my best in keeping up with a rollercoaster life - one whole work week of stress and a handful of paradise on weekends then snap back to reality once again. It's a great perk to be surrounded by fellow yuppies who have been indulging themselves in travel and finding extra time to get out of the work routine to have a little adventure. For us the rut can drain all of our pent up energy so it's always a good feeling to look forward to something as a reward for all the OT's and stressful deadlines. I began this year with a random getaway with Ojie's gang to a daytrip to &lt;b&gt;Laiya&lt;/b&gt; which was so fun and relaxing. A week after, we booked ourselves a flight to &lt;b&gt;Cebu in June&lt;/b&gt; and the girls' impromptu plan became an instant couples' escapade. Just recently I finally tried surfing with my SOM loves in &lt;b&gt;La Union&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to celebrate Drew's victory as Sanggu president (and well it was also a long overdue plan anyway). Pictures below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Paradise ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These, coupled with barbeques, random pig out dinners (we had this in Racks), inuman fests and reunions just reinstate me to my sanity and happy bubble all the time. This is such a must-have :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For 2011, Philippines will win again! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been upping my level as a Sales Consultant since the year zoomed by - handling a million-peso deal account, presenting to Board of Directors, being groomed as a MAG consultant and the next Philippine delegate to the Asian Demo Challenge. It's quite a handful if you ask me and as time goes by, my coverage for my area has drastically decreased. I've been stuck in the office for weeks now doing double OT's, polishing presentations and attending to post sales matters. Which is kinda bad. I haven't really reached my full target (highest is 94%) so I'm pressing myself down to double up my game. But I'm very proud that even the bosses have started seeing my potential and have even considered me for more upscale projects. I just have to continue with this and exert extra effort so that I emerge as a more successful yuppie this year, climb the ranks and avail more opportunities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;SHOPPING &amp;gt; FINANCIAL MANAGEMENT, NOT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been enjoying a lot of great deals lately (when I discovered the wonders of ebay and sulit.ph) with some stuff like swimsuits, wallets, clothes and other items. Once you get trusted sellers, it's always a good bargain to get low prices with less fuss. I've always been a mall rat and there's still no other experience like shopping in a mall but sometimes when you don't have time or when you don't have money when you're in a mall, goodies can be bagged with just a click of a mouse through these online portals. The issue here is that it almost works like a credit card. You get to spend money that you don't need to dole out right away since you have to deposit it in a bank days after you reserve the item. When you rummage through your wallet to account for all the things that you have to pay for, you then realize that you've committed to buying stuff more than how much you have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Which is the same case as mine. (I can even post pictures of all courier packages I've opened) Hahaha. I really have to control my spending habits. I have to save up for trips, invest in clothes and whatnot so I have to control the voluntary click of my muscle when it just seems to give in to good finds in online stores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;TIME&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope I still have more time to do all of the other things that I want to: &lt;b&gt;cook&lt;/b&gt;, push through with my &lt;b&gt;business&lt;/b&gt;, eventually start my &lt;b&gt;masters degree&lt;/b&gt; plan, my &lt;b&gt;NGO commitments, &lt;/b&gt;join a &lt;b&gt;Toastmasters club &lt;/b&gt;(chapter nearest me) and&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;write for &lt;b&gt;advocacy magazines&lt;/b&gt;. I've reassessed myself when it came to these bottom tier priorities and I really cannot squeeze in any extra time since it's already insufficient for now. So I guess I just have to stick to &lt;b&gt;losing weight &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and finishing my home-based projects&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;on weekends&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;for the meantime :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That's about it. I promise promise promise to update when I have the chance. I've been browsing through blogs and I kept asking myself what the hell am I doing with my life because it almost feels nothing. But after reading this post, I really am having a great time with everything. I just needed to pause, breathe and be grateful for everything that has happened. Thanks 2011! ♥ ♡ ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2010&lt;/b&gt;. I still get amazed at how this year never fails to surprise me. Happy, frustrating, nerve-wracking, petty, BIG, liberating &amp;nbsp;and etc. things keep coming my way. I've never figured this much sense into all the emotions that had me fixated on the why's and how to's of my life :) I'M CLEARLY LOVING IT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I haven't stayed true to my word of religiously updating this blog, I'll do my usual list of random things for my updates :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;LOVIN' MY JOB.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;It was just about right for me to get all so hyped up upon starting my corporate career. The whole experience is so fresh and invigorating, I'm like the typical fresh grad yuppie who's very eager to learn. Canon has really been kind to me: the environment, the people (pretty debatable, I'm surrounded by a sausagefest of meanies), the work load, the incentives, the culture, the prestige of the company, the ideals...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I love about working is the extra time that I have for myself whenever office hours end - I have time to grab dinner with Ojie and with other friends, I have the energy to work out or read a book since I don't have the burden of extra work that I need to accomplish the next day. &lt;i&gt;I keep my work only where it is needed and I expend all the right amount of energy and excellence to accomplish it.&lt;/i&gt; Well, I still have to read some stuff for my revalida now so I have to work on that this long weekend. But you get the drift right? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although, last Saturday when we did the interviews for ASLA, I have to admit that I miss the school vibe. I walked around Ateneo with students lining up for NSTP or heading to the library to beat deadlines for their hell week. I'm in a totally different world now. Nonetheless, I'm happy that I was able to make the most out of it ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Financial management crisis. &lt;/b&gt;Last Friday was my first payday and what can I say, it gave me the ultimate feeling of independence. My hard work is finally converted into hard cold cash. Of course I was also sad at the same time since I can't really get a way with being the spoiled daughter that I am when it comes to shopping and material investments anymore. I am now faced with the words &lt;b&gt;budget, debt and SAVE.&lt;/b&gt; I've already prepared an excel file of the all the things that I want to buy for myself and the list just goes on and on! But I've decided that the trick is really, allocating major expenses on a monthly basis so that I can cover the necessary things that I have to spend for. Things like: PERM, Nokia C3, clothes, shoes, bags and a camera become a per month type of luxury. Hahaha. Good luck to me. :) Which leads me to a more crucial type of investment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;TRAVEL. &lt;/b&gt;I promised myself that I'd take my go-getter self a notch higher. I love to travel but commitment to work and tight schedules have always hindered me from visiting must-see places. Now I have the money, the companions and the leisure to go wherever I want. I've always been a firm believer that a person has the responsibility to enrich himself by absorbing the different cultures that the world has to offer. I have so much time and so much freedom now to relax and enrich myself by being a mini jetsetter. First stop: &lt;b&gt;Puerto Princesa, Palawan in October&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;DREAMS. &lt;/b&gt;When you realize that you are at a critical point in your life towards self-realization, you begin to think of all the things that you want to do, or miss doing because you used to love doing them. I'm now torn at the meridian of the two: what I used to do and what I want to pursue in the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss performing - &lt;i&gt;singing and dancing&lt;/i&gt; - being in front of a crowd, oozing with zeal and talent, just being on the spotlight. For me, these are the hobbies (that somehow defined me) and things I did for fun, alone or with other people, that gradually lost their spot in my uptight schedule and just seem to have been a thing of the past. Now, I'm slowly having the urge to revive them.&amp;nbsp;I told myself I'd try to get into dance classes as a sideline and an excuse to exercise but I just can't seem to finalize it. Or even if I weren't the one performing, I also promised myself I'd watch as many musicals and plays as I can to top off this 'cultured' and 'sophisticated' me. Hahaha :) I hope still get the chance to squeeze this in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile, I have things in mind that I'm seriously preparing to pursue: &lt;i&gt;cooking&lt;/i&gt; and being and &lt;i&gt;entrepreneur. &lt;/i&gt;Cooking because it's my newfound love circa 2008 when I realized I enjoyed cooking gourmet meals for my family, friends and the boyfriend. Doing business because I really wanted to build my own empire in the next 10 years or so, but with a twist of public service :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My cooking career isn't really the type that can be stretched into the certified chef or restaurateur. I just want to take cooking classes that will help me garner a gourmet mom pedigree. I'll make sure that when I have my own family, I'll cook the best meals even on an ordinary day to keep them healthy and happy. But that doesn't mean they'll have to be picky on foods because they have a 'gourmet palate.' &amp;nbsp;I shall also ensure that they know how to eat the simple tapsilog, bopis and tuyo-egg-sinangag favorites :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entrepreneurship brainstorming has also started with the potentials partners that I have been eyeing for long. The HoneyMaid jam had so much potential but since my partners and I have pursued our different corporate lives, I know that Vitabee Inc. is facing a pretty bleak future. So I took what's left of it and decided to pitch it with associates that are ambitious enough to juggle it with their corporate lives (like me) and now we already have a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;
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5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;LOVING LIFE.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can just attest to how much life there is after a huge storm that wrecked almost everything I had. SERIOUSLY. You know when you're suffering because of something and you just want to fast forward to the time you'll be okay? THIS IS IT. The wait and effort were all worth it. I've never had so much direction and meaning in my life. I've never felt so fulfilled and accomplished in 21 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With that said, here is my goal (that was suggested by a GS friend of mine in a causal conversation ing FB one time): T&lt;b&gt;o be one of the most successful *toot* in my twenties&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of people have done it and I know I'm not some sort of mediocre who just wants to party and have senseless fun. This is me, I am made for this kind of greatness :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More posts soon ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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- Not being able to finish my unfinished business over the summer and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;
- Cramming little things to make time for my new schedule.&lt;br /&gt;
- Squeezing out extra juices of creativity to dish up corporate outfits, or lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;
- Saying hello to caffeine, stress and sleepless (plus bf-less) nights and days again.&lt;br /&gt;
- Weekend 2-day cleansing schedule postponed till end of August because of prior appointments.&lt;br /&gt;
- MORE.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On the other it means:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Love.Work.Love.&lt;br /&gt;
- New friends, new environment.&lt;br /&gt;
- Gym membership - SERYOSO.&lt;br /&gt;
- New lady-like material and non-material things. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;
- Self-sustenance and motivation to work for my loved ones and my new life :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to take pictures on the first day but too bad my Sony camera can't afford to be thrown into nearby bodies of water. Hello.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wish me luck. And hello, I will try to religiously update this with all my new adventures ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-6276771607622840262?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/QThCYopiJNc/first-day-high.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-high.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-5844645450743990427</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2010 16:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-26T07:54:48.744+08:00</atom:updated><title>RAINY DAYS ♥</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TExnjs1TXDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/W_6BeKVt3jo/s1600/tumblr_l60ci7nCO81qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TExnjs1TXDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/W_6BeKVt3jo/s320/tumblr_l60ci7nCO81qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's times like these when you just want to escape to the nearest coffee shop or cook some warm chicken noodle soup and curl up under warm sheets with a good read. YES. It's been halfway through the year and after all the chaos, it's JULY already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What have I been up to?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After nursing what I thought was the worst broken heart I've had (that took a week), I went on to grapple with more bad news as my dreams of entering my desired adagency turned out to be... a flop. Like the others. Like the others where I came so close to giving my sweet YES and then there appears to be some kind of unidentifiable problem. I don't want to elaborate further on that. Maybe when I get a career for myself already. But heck, I only did what I had to. Pick up myself and head on to execute a back up plan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things are beginning to get better. Ojie and I have never been greater - dealing with problems, patching things up, picking emotions where we left off. And I'm fastening myself to what could possibly be a career in real estate. IMAGINE THAT. That's like on the bottom of my options list, well a level higher than banking maybe. But hey, if it's still in the line of sales then I do what I do best - deal with people and use the power of persuasion to eventually cater to what they need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post is quite vague I know. But I'm keeping some things on the low. I am hoping that everything will look up by the end of this month. And then, hello it's August :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will continue other posts and restructuring of blog tomorrow. I have a big interview coming up tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-5844645450743990427?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/IBoYn8kMQlE/rainy-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TExnjs1TXDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/W_6BeKVt3jo/s72-c/tumblr_l60ci7nCO81qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/07/rainy-days.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-6171987296451273544</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 19:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-17T02:12:10.978+08:00</atom:updated><title>The SUMMER that was 2010, in 20 photo mementos :)</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been gone for SO LONG that I missed another milestone of my life worth writing. What have I been doing in the past 3 months of supposedly going through this big transition phase from school world to the real world? Well let me give you a glimpse, since a blow by blow account won't really do at this point. Here are the highlights of my summer 2010/coming of age/most eventful summer out of school of my life in still photos with scribbles and captions to give you a taste of that specific moment. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. My GRADUATION&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBe5plz0HeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mXx-Iecie68/s1600/DSC03021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBe5plz0HeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mXx-Iecie68/s320/DSC03021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBe5plz0HeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mXx-Iecie68/s1600/DSC03021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final graduation of of my whole schooling life was rather painful because of the wrong choice of black heels that I bought. I totally had the wrong hairdo made too because no-bangs made my face extra plump with my purple tube dress. Nevertheless, it was as memorable as it should be. The videos, the messages, the oath of loyalty, even the dragging diploma rites for 1000+ students for our batch had us hanging on to our seats until the last minute. And then it was time for us to throw the dummy diplomas up in the air and cross aisles of seats just to give hugs and kisses, and to get pictures taken. The night concluded with my parents and I (no brother, strict OJT schedule) having dinner at Serendra - with some overpriced steak meal and pasta (I won't say where).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's where I got the FAB news: Dean Ang was giving away MVP's free concert tickets to Justin Timberlake and Timbaland's at the SMX Convention. Of course Sam, Raymond and I being the best pals of the Dean, &amp;nbsp;received the VIP invites via text, and were keen on first dibs so we texted right away and agreed to meet the next day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2. The CONCERT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBfDo0QjEyI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7GWQRJFJpv8/s1600/24601_422004876616_528931616_5061404_6254824_n+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBfDo0QjEyI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7GWQRJFJpv8/s320/24601_422004876616_528931616_5061404_6254824_n+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was really awesome. Although the VIP 'moshpit' that we were at was really FAR from the stage already, and forgetful me forgot to bring my glasses, it was one groovy experience that really capped off the graduation vibe. Teeeseees ze life bebe :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBfLOMawqsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mtdjosYQQyM/s1600/DSC03178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBfLOMawqsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mtdjosYQQyM/s320/DSC03178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The next shot was taken by Ojie (who, after the concert, rushed to celebrate post-grad inuman with me and my friends since he wasn't there on grad day) at Lanna's house for her grad celebration, wee hours in the morning. Heehee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. The BIRTHDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBfHYF16yMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/O48SQCW1E4A/s1600/24541_390342923896_565108896_3801066_3585005_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBfHYF16yMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/O48SQCW1E4A/s320/24541_390342923896_565108896_3801066_3585005_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Alongside juggling McCann sessions for Brandstorm and Brandstorm meetings after graduation, was the rather stressful decision on whether I should throw a party for my 21st or not. REALLY NOW. I don't really celebrate my birthday extravagantly. As a matter of fact, I hide from people and choose a select few to celebrate with. For 20 years I never really threw a party except for my 18th so I thought that in the midst of stress and all the festivities, I should have a peaceful dinner, an impromptu one. So I had Ojie help invite and gather up his friends for a joint dinner/inuman salubong night with the best barkada for me and mind you, even the bill was worth it. Outrageously though, I turned into a crying maniac come midnight (because I got SO DRUNK with that overpriced mixed drink fishbowl) so I had to be hushed and taken care of by everyone. I felt so OLD but hey I'm lawfully legal everywhere baby. :) Birthday day was celebrated with pizza and movie all with the best boyfriend in the world. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-6171987296451273544?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/zTxK2gfoFwk/summer-that-was-2010-in-20-photo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/TBe5plz0HeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mXx-Iecie68/s72-c/DSC03021.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-that-was-2010-in-20-photo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-2420478338895464412</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T00:51:35.639+08:00</atom:updated><title>Angels Cry</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Mariah:&lt;br /&gt;
I shouldn't have walked away&lt;br /&gt;
I would've stayed if you said&lt;br /&gt;
We could've made everything OK&lt;br /&gt;
But we just&lt;br /&gt;
Threw the blame back and forth&lt;br /&gt;
We treated love like a sport&lt;br /&gt;
The final blow hit so low&lt;br /&gt;
I'm still on the ground&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I couldn't have prepared myself for this fall&lt;br /&gt;
Shattered in pieces curled on the floor&lt;br /&gt;
Super natural love conquers all&lt;br /&gt;
'Member we used to touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;
And&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;
The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;
When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
True love's a gift&lt;br /&gt;
We let it drift&lt;br /&gt;
In a storm&lt;br /&gt;
Every night&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
C'mon babe can't our love be revived&lt;br /&gt;
Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;br /&gt;
I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive&lt;br /&gt;
As the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ne-Yo:&lt;br /&gt;
I thought we'd be forever and always&lt;br /&gt;
You were serenity&lt;br /&gt;
You took away the bad days&lt;br /&gt;
Didn't always treat you right&lt;br /&gt;
But it was OK&lt;br /&gt;
I do somethin' stupid&lt;br /&gt;
And you still stay with me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But you can only go for so long&lt;br /&gt;
Doing the one you claim to love wrong&lt;br /&gt;
Before too much is enough&lt;br /&gt;
You look up&lt;br /&gt;
Find your love gone&lt;br /&gt;
And&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We were so good together&lt;br /&gt;
How come we could not weather&lt;br /&gt;
This storm and just do better&lt;br /&gt;
Why did we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;
The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;
When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
True love's a gift&lt;br /&gt;
We let it drift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;In a storm&lt;br /&gt;
Now every night&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mariah &amp;amp; Ne-Yo:&lt;br /&gt;
C'mon babe can't our love be revived&lt;br /&gt;
Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;br /&gt;
I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive&lt;br /&gt;
As the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I'm missin' you&lt;br /&gt;
Don't allow love to lose&lt;br /&gt;
We gotta ride it through&lt;br /&gt;
I'm reaching for you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I'm missin' you&lt;br /&gt;
Don't allow love to lose&lt;br /&gt;
We gotta ride it through&lt;br /&gt;
I'm reaching for you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lightning don't strike&lt;br /&gt;
The same place twice&lt;br /&gt;
When you and I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
I felt the angels cry&lt;br /&gt;
True love's a gift&lt;br /&gt;
But we let it slip&lt;br /&gt;
In a storm&lt;br /&gt;
Every night&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-2420478338895464412?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/S2-EdGCrZ14/angels-cry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/angels-cry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-1847624830697324008</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-12T09:07:13.905+08:00</atom:updated><title>I have nothing to do in the ungodly hours of the morning (well, for a girl who's supposedly done with school anyway).</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOUR FOUR FOUR FOUR :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four names I go by&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Daryll&lt;br /&gt;
2. Da&lt;br /&gt;
3. Darilita&lt;br /&gt;
4. Dareal&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four Places I have lived at&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Camella Homes, Pque&lt;br /&gt;
2. San Lorenzo Village, Sta. Rosa Laguna&lt;br /&gt;
3. Errr&lt;br /&gt;
4. Haven't been around so much have I?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four Favorite drinks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. coffee&lt;br /&gt;
2. iced tea&lt;br /&gt;
3. water&lt;br /&gt;
4. Coke Zero (thanks to BS teammates) and Sting!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four TV Shows I watch/ed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;
2. Dawnson's Creek&lt;br /&gt;
3. Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;
4. 90210&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four things that make me Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. green mangoes Ilokano style&lt;br /&gt;
2. book sale&lt;br /&gt;
3. sports&lt;br /&gt;
4. coffee dates&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four crazy things I've done in my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Got drunk with my friend Lanna, crossed the street and bumped our heads on the side pavement&lt;br /&gt;
2. Slept in a guy's room who is SECRET (don't get me wrong nothing happened) it's just too funny&lt;br /&gt;
3. Wore 4-inch heels to an event and ended up tripping almost face flat while crossing the street&lt;br /&gt;
4. Scheduled an interview which required less than an hour travel time to beat from Makati to QC and MAKING IT with plenty of time to spare :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four memorable places I have been to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Iloilo&lt;br /&gt;
2. Guimaras&lt;br /&gt;
3. Bolinao, Pangasinan&lt;br /&gt;
4. Benguet :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four traits i dont like in people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Lying up to the last minute even if they are so busted&lt;br /&gt;
2. Leeching off other people. Period&lt;br /&gt;
3. Cheating on partners&lt;br /&gt;
4. Being pretentious and all-knowing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four of my favorite foods&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Green mangoes&lt;br /&gt;
2. Dimsum and pancit :)&lt;br /&gt;
3. Beef salpicao&lt;br /&gt;
4. Salad with Caesar dressing or balsamic vinaigrette and puttanesca/pesto pasta - ang dami, di naman 4 yan eh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Four things I am looking forward to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Bora and summer trips&lt;br /&gt;
2. Brandstorm Nationals and PARIS &amp;gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;
3. Working a desk and travel job&lt;br /&gt;
4. Seeing you every day ;)&amp;nbsp;&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/10363851-1847624830697324008?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/oqS_PJS2mdQ/i-have-nothing-to-do-in-ungodly-hours.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-nothing-to-do-in-ungodly-hours.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-1827257131621441394</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-12T02:11:17.088+08:00</atom:updated><title>Still so little time. :)</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pardon me for the lack of initiative to actually compose a decent entry when, after all, I am supposed to be doused with so much of my so-called freedom. NOT. It's been a week and in as much as I am enjoying it the lack of structure and academic deadlines, I still have tons of stuff to attend to. BELIEVE ME. So just a quick recap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;My final day in Ateneo marked its end when I took my last Philosophy oral exam. Above are pictures of the Dela Costa cat lounging on the bench in front of me while I was reviewing and my Philo oral exam reviewer, fine-tuned to every last bit of information that I forced to cram inside my head that Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;
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After 15 minutes, that was it. I was FREE. Forever free of any academic requirement ever known to every Atenean. WEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;
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So the next week was as hectic with all the McCann sessions piling up, interviews, girl friend obligations, clearance and the best way to cap off the week, my last ever Sanggunian Graduation. :(&lt;br /&gt;
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I just had to postpone the writing spree the other night. I was so tired so I had to put my laptop away. Last night after my jogging spree with Ann, I just had to take a nice bath, eat dimsum for dinner and then crash in my fresh sheeeets. It was heaven.&lt;br /&gt;
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So just a few random thoughts and updates:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. I am itching to read &lt;b&gt;Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/b&gt; (sorry, I haven't read it) but I'm scared that if I start I won't be able to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
2. I am currently busy with &lt;b&gt;planning trips for the summer&lt;/b&gt; and beyond. Yeah, I postponed this until now because I knew that if I tried to multitask during my hell week, I won't be able to make it. So thank God. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bora's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the only sure thing for now we're trying &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Subic &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Singapore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for the later part of the break. :)&lt;br /&gt;
3. I have yet to fully &lt;b&gt;revamp my room&lt;/b&gt; because ugh! I keep going out! Haha! I still go to school until now! ARGH right?&lt;br /&gt;
4. In relation to that, &lt;b&gt;errands everywhere&lt;/b&gt;. Brandstorm, Bora, shopping, etc. Whooo! I'm glad my parents still give me money or else I'll be completely immobile. :/&lt;br /&gt;
5. &lt;b&gt;I GOT A NEW DO&lt;/b&gt;. All because Ojie was sitting next to me while I was getting a hair cut. He wanted it short like that of Robie's but I've never sported short hair since Kindergarten! So my attempt to get rid of stray hair and to prettify my layers until my designated time to perm became a full blow coming out thing. Like a &lt;i&gt;last hurrah I want to look different on graduation thing&lt;/i&gt;. Or like, this is me &lt;i&gt;becoming a woman thing&lt;/i&gt;. ARRGH! Hahaha thanks babe!&lt;br /&gt;
6. &lt;b&gt;Things to buy&lt;/b&gt;: like black shoes for grad, MORE corporate clothes, new summer items and stuff are still PENDING.&lt;br /&gt;
7. I am going on a &lt;b&gt;much-needed retrea&lt;/b&gt;t next week. In fact, I had a pre-retreat workshop the other day where they taught me the basics of 'praying.' Well I found it kind of useless but hey, who am I to contest the Ignatian style of meditating? Ha? Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;
8. &lt;b&gt;DIET MODE&lt;/b&gt;. Jogging, less carbs, veggie replacements, early dinners, SO ON. Basta, this will be good for me. Changed meds and my body is adjusting well (although not at the beginning). I need all the cooperation I can get from everyone! Heehee!&lt;br /&gt;
9. &lt;b&gt;Career-wise&lt;/b&gt; on a pause but still digging it!&lt;br /&gt;
10. &lt;b&gt;STEADY with everyday&lt;/b&gt;. Okay kind of cryptic but I swear, this is freedom personified. No deadlines but WORK and obligations to improve one's life. Now this is THE perfect way to start summer.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kthanksbye &amp;lt;3 Next time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-1827257131621441394?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/_wJcngTvkyE/still-so-little-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/S5aGCPj4hOI/AAAAAAAAAfE/OxDUFKfAsV4/s72-c/Photo0111.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-so-little-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-655465888458865282</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 23:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-09T07:38:40.021+08:00</atom:updated><title>CRAM</title><description>Currently 15 minutes before a prayer session starts. This is a pre-retreat thing so I had to give up my sleep (argh slept at 330am for nothing) and head to school and do errands. Haha. Whuuut. I thought I was over this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh well. Juicy entries soon, and yes Bea I have read your comment. Will reply soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Love love! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-655465888458865282?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/Hb836oPTUuw/cram.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/cram.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-598125829422423491</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 19:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-27T03:37:08.184+08:00</atom:updated><title>FREEDOM.</title><description>And then I start singing the song So Close from the movie Enchanted. &lt;i&gt;So close to reaching the famous happy end... WHOOO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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FRIENDS, I officially end my academic journey in a matter of hours (and 7 thesis statements). HAHAHA. So okay I'm not exactly off the hook yet. But then!&lt;br /&gt;
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I swear I'm becoming so anxious about considering myself free of everything! EVERYTHING that's been pressuring me since PREP SCHOOL! Hahaha! Oh the feeling of euphoric liberation! :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What's also nice about this is I totally have a full calendar even after my crazy scholastic schedule. Like I'm planning here and there on what to do with my free days, the errands that I have to run since they have been long postponed and of course, JOB HUNTING. LIKE HELLO. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;
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But before I drown in all of this excitement, I think I better prepare myself and not screw up my last oral exam in Ateneo EVER. I just want the drinks, the beach, a sure job, a driver's license and I'm OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, WE'RE BACK. Like everyone else had predicted. Hahaha. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer 2008 - Bora + Iloilo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20 lbs lighter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunkissed and single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010 - even better? :&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-598125829422423491?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/kV2dbPmNvM8/freedom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lbtRywLH6lE/S4gifaSXxFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/E0JwXMpSKkg/s72-c/S5030205.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/02/freedom.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10363851.post-7437662749281880894</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T08:36:26.849+08:00</atom:updated><title>KAGULO.</title><description>It's officially 28 hours and 2 requirements before I attain my so-called freedom. And can I just say, that things are really really really COMPLICATED now. As in super.&lt;br /&gt;
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Which somehow explains my delusional attempt to fix my dying love life. Then I realized how often I have to be reminded that probably a huge chunk of this insanity is caused by my oral meds (which I am conveniently forced to take). Some people just don't understand. But he should, of all people. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm just so caught up in a mishmash and I don't really know how to fix this. My multitasking abilities are failing me so I just have to resort to postponing, delaying and denying. And for now, they are of least help to my crammed crammed crammed schedule of activities.&lt;br /&gt;
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Because you see, I finally realize that I am selfish too. And out of frustration, I thought that I needed time to iron out my feelings and risk the complication rather than bearing with unwanted thoughts while silently sobbing and flipping through all my reviewers, very coercedly.&lt;br /&gt;
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What am I even saying? I can't believe I'm thinking this way. Where's the love woman?!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am rationalizing right? I do intend to fix this right? Help me :( :( :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10363851-7437662749281880894?l=inipitadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NtbN/~3/MQxbHLv_jH0/kagulo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darilita)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://inipitadventures.blogspot.com/2010/02/kagulo.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

