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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYCQng_eyp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:02:43.643+08:00</updated><category term="happy monthsary" /><category term="piercing" /><category term="Gameboy Advance SP" /><category term="favorites" /><category term="thanksgiving" /><category term="christmas" /><category term="college" /><category term="gift" /><category term="games" /><category term="Manila" /><category term="post" /><category term="game" /><category term="I-140" /><category term="blog" /><category term="DotA" /><category term="surf" /><category term="monthsary message" /><category term="love quotes" /><category term="love message" /><category term="travel" /><category term="gameboy" /><category term="blogger" /><category term="GBA" /><category term="winnie the pooh" /><category term="ears" /><category term="lovers in paris" /><category term="family" /><category term="chat" /><category term="Immigrant Visa Petition" /><category term="anime" /><category term="quotes" /><category term="japanese anime" /><category term="love story" /><category term="tv shows" /><category term="pinoy fear factor" /><category term="cowboy bebop" /><category term="surprise" /><category term="love" /><category term="monthsary" /><category term="gathering" /><category term="friends" /><category term="couple" /><title>Grace Anatomy</title><subtitle type="html">My anatomy! My blog tells anything and everything under the sun. Nothing specific. Nothing is blocked. I just write whatever I want to write and talk about. It could be about myself, my life, my loved ones, my current activities, my experiences and also about others. 
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I will also talk about others. :)</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/ymxc" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcBQn4_fCp7ImA9Wx9TF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-5546946703748405841</id><published>2009-01-17T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T14:14:13.044+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-26T14:14:13.044+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cowboy bebop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="japanese anime" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anime" /><title>Cowboy Bebop!</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphicsweb.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.glittergraphicsweb.com/img/anime30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Our anime bonding for this month is cowboy bebop. My boyfriend likes this anime. We've been watching it for hours now. We have some food and drinks like watching a real film. This anime is funny and full of action. The is a Japanese animated TV series. The bounty hunters living in mars and traveling with their spaceship, a very exciting anime. This series is one of the best! I like the fighting scenes of Spike. I  like the way he handle his enemies, I mean targets! I hope I can finish this series. My boyfriend often continue watching even without me. His way of relaxing before or after work is watching anime, so there are times when I don't get to see some episodes. But it's okay. It's his way of dealing with stress and I am thankful that I had a chance to see this anime. Im not so fond of old anime stuff, but I am beginning to like it now. This is a great story!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freelayoutsnow.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-5546946703748405841?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5546946703748405841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5546946703748405841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2009/01/cowboy-bebop.html" title="Cowboy Bebop!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcEQXs_fSp7ImA9WxVXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-4594379816172280735</id><published>2009-01-11T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:23:20.545+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T15:23:20.545+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="surf" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anime" /><title>Surf!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I got a chance to sit down and surf the net today. I was just checking my friendster account and my blog. I kept on searching for cute anime graphics and pictures. I also got some good shots of places and people. My friends are online, it's nice to chat with them and talk about our lives. Just sharing updates about each other. I added some friends on my account, friends way back from high school. They are mostly working outside the country now. It's a good thing to keep in touch with them. I actually do not know why I am making this post. Maybe I am just bored because my boyfriend is sleeping. I got no one to talk to. I can't watch movie or surf for video because he is downloading something for his work. I think I will keep on looking for some good anime stuffs here. I am still looking for new graphics and gif.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-4594379816172280735?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/4594379816172280735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/4594379816172280735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2009/02/surf.html" title="Surf!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFSHY7cCp7ImA9WxVREkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-8763962140010459260</id><published>2009-01-08T07:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:20:19.808+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-18T02:20:19.808+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy monthsary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monthsary message" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monthsary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love story" /><title>Happy Monthsary!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are celebrating our monthsary today. It's our 19th monthsary. We actually had our advanced celebration yesterday. We went out and spent our time at the malls. We had a good time. We ate a lot. We enjoyed a lot as well. I am glad that we had the energy to do such thing. We were kind of home bounded these past days. :) I was surprised because it was janpol's idea that we will celebrate it in advance. He was bored at home and he can't concentrate on his job, so it's the most perfect idea. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, we are here, celebrating our special day. We are so thankful for this day. A day to remember and a time to relax. It's our first monthsary for this year. A very nice start of the year! We are together when the clock ticks to 12mn. Happy Monthsary to us! This is still the sweetest thing, celebrating and remembering our monthsary! It is so touching because janpol prepared our breakfast in bed. I am so happy. We are still counting for more monthsary ahead!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-8763962140010459260?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/8763962140010459260?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/8763962140010459260?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-monthsary.html" title="Happy Monthsary!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8FSXkzfip7ImA9WxVSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-6823562240732194182</id><published>2009-01-01T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:26:58.786+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-04T23:26:58.786+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gathering" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="game" /><title>Happy New Year!</title><content type="html">It's the first day of  the year. It's been our family tradition to have lunch party during new year's day and christmas day. For this day, we had simple lunch with sumptuous food. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am happy because this is a good gathering to start our year. I am quite worried because my boyfriend is sick, that is why he wasn't able to join the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, I came to visit my love. It hurts to see him sick. I brought some food for him. For us, we celebrated this day specially  and still made it as a "happy new year "even in sickness. I'm by his side until he felt better. I hope he will get well soon. I dont want him to be sick. I love him so much! Though it is expected for him to get sick because we spent so much time playing computer game these past few days. We are making the most out of our holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-6823562240732194182?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/6823562240732194182?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/6823562240732194182?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year_01.html" title="Happy New Year!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QBSHk9fip7ImA9WxVTFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-5266288736751712291</id><published>2008-12-31T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:49:19.766+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-31T01:49:19.766+08:00</app:edited><title>End of 2008!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are saying goodbye to 2008. It's been a wonderful year. I've survived it! It is because my attention is well defined. How and why? I've spent most of my time this year on taking care of my boyfriend. I have nothing else in mind but to be a hands-on girlfriend. He would always say that It's like we are living in together. It's been a romantic year for me. Maybe I am still overflowing with love. Or this is really me. A very loving person. My boyfriend is my favorite patient. :) He loves the way I love him and I also feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are excited for next year. We are still looking into the bright side of life. We are hoping that 2009 will be better. Praying that God will continue on giving His blessings to us and our families. It is most helpful to be positive. Though it is expected that trials are always present. Whatever is in store for me in 2009. I will make sure that I will stand stronger than ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-5266288736751712291?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5266288736751712291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5266288736751712291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-saying-goodbye-to-2008.html" title="End of 2008!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08ARXczeyp7ImA9WxVTFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-7720648234580675614</id><published>2008-12-27T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:57:24.983+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-28T18:57:24.983+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quotes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love message" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lovers in paris" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love story" /><title>Lovers in Paris</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day after christmas, I came to janpol's place this afternoom. We are kind of tired because of our christmas bonding with our friends. We are just talking and we find ourselves fully asleep. We wake up few minutes ago. Janpol said that we will watch Lovers in Paris. Well, not bad. A very romantic movie at this very early morning.  Janpol likes the lead actor of the story. I've seen this one in the television. I love the characters of this story. A romantic story. Actually, It is a very good idea. Everyone is asleep at this moment. Only the two of us are wide awake. We grabbed some snacks and we are now preparing to watch the movie. We are having a good time here. We are teasing each other when there are sweet and crying moments. It is so nice to have this kind of moments. I just can't help but blush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-7720648234580675614?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7720648234580675614?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7720648234580675614?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/lovers-in-paris.html" title="Lovers in Paris" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYCQXY4fip7ImA9WxVTEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-2928078532388341149</id><published>2008-12-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:22:40.836+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-26T00:22:40.836+08:00</app:edited><title>Merry Christmas!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christmas morning! Before the clock ticked to 12mn, janpol and I were talking on the phone. We thought the network would be very busy, so janpol kept on calling me on the phone just to greet and check me out.We were on the call when the clock turned to 25th day of December! Sweet! We slept around 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Christmas noon and afternoon time! I celebrated this day together with my family and relatives at home. Janpol went to my place and joined the gathering. This is a merry christmas for us. I am so happy because Janpol and I were like kids. We kept on teasing each other. Playing and joking around. Taking pictures, loads of pictures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas night! Janpol and I, together with our friends, are now doing our favorite past time. DOTA! We've done the same thing last Christmas. Spent the time playing frozen throne together with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very merry Christmas! I was able to spend time with my family, relatives, friends and most importantly, with janpol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-2928078532388341149?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/2928078532388341149?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/2928078532388341149?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html" title="Merry Christmas!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIEQnYzfSp7ImA9WxVTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-2246437951432342464</id><published>2008-12-23T21:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:08:23.885+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-24T00:08:23.885+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="surprise" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gift" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love story" /><title>Surprise! Surprised! Surprising!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was supposed to be a lazy day for me. I was just on my bed this morning. No plans to move around. However, my day was enlightened with a surprise! I received a call from my boyfriend. I did not expect that he will come over at my place. I'm so surprised when he said that he was outside my house. I hurriedly went outside to check if he's there. Well, he's really there, with a great smile. I told him, Why didn't you tell me that you're coming. I obviously haven't fixed my self.He said, I came here to surprise you. &lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say! I am so surprised! He came over to bring me his christmas gift. What is it? It is a pink t-shirt, a very nice one.  I excitedly tried putting on the shirt! He shouldn't have bothered, I said, because it is expensive. But he wanted me to have it. I can't get the smile out of my face. I am overwhelmed!&lt;br /&gt;He tricked me, we were texting earlier. He told me that he's just staying in their house today. I've never thought that he will surprise me like this because we were together last night. We spent time together. He was complaining about too much people in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;I know he doesnt like crowded places. That is why it is surprising, for him to go to the mall and chose a gift for me. Knowing that malls are full of christmas shopaholics. This is a memorable day for me. A very touching christmas treasure.&lt;br /&gt;He was so tired. He fell asleep while I was taking a shower. After taking a rest, we decided to go out and have some fun. While we were eating,he was taking pictures of me with my new shirt!hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the sweetest things he has done for me. He is beside me rightnow. He doesn't know I was making this post about the surprise!&lt;br /&gt;He knows I like surprises and I am surprised for the surprising effort from my baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-2246437951432342464?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/2246437951432342464?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/2246437951432342464?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/surprise-surprised-surprising.html" title="Surprise! Surprised! Surprising!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIBQ30yfip7ImA9WxVTEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-5026940324817845051</id><published>2008-12-08T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:42:32.396+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-24T00:42:32.396+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy monthsary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love quotes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love message" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monthsary" /><title>Happy Monthsary!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What day is it? It's the 8th day of December. Oh!A very special day! It is our monthsary. Our 18th monthsary. I went to janpol's place early so that we can celebrate our monthsary. I brought some food for our movie viewing. We watched anime. He've taken a break from work to gave way for our celebration.It's actually a simple thanksgiving. I gave him my shirt with a japanese caption on it. He is so cute. I'm glad he like it.  We had a brief walk around the village this afternoon,grabbed some food and continued watching movie afterwards. This is a great day! We are so thankful for the blessings we have in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Another very precious moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-5026940324817845051?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5026940324817845051?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5026940324817845051?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-monthsary.html" title="Happy Monthsary!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YNRXYzfCp7ImA9WxVTFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-7048234670537630538</id><published>2008-12-07T01:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:19:54.884+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-31T02:19:54.884+08:00</app:edited><title>Ruan's Birthday Party</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just came from ruan's birthday party! Ruan is my bestfriend's baby boy. This is his second birthday. It was like yesterday when I saw him, the day after my bestfriend gave birth. He is such a cute baby. It was December 1, 2006 when my bestfriend gave birth. I am also Ruan's godmother. I remember during his christening, I kept on carrying him in my arms. He would sleep in my arms. He likes my smell, my bestfriend said. &lt;br /&gt;Now, he is such an active boy, hyperactive that is. I can't carry him anymore. He would keep on running around. When he was one year old, he looks like her mother, but now he looks like his father. Too bad his father is not around. My bestfriend had grown up. She is now a mother. She is mature enough in dealing with life. As I see in Ruan's face, he loves his mother so much. I hope he will grow as a good child. My birthday wish for Ruan is good health. Don't give your mother too much headache.ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-7048234670537630538?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7048234670537630538?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7048234670537630538?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/ruans-birthday-party_07.html" title="Ruan's Birthday Party" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUERHw5eSp7ImA9WxRbE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-199714161212485441</id><published>2008-12-04T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:36:45.221+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-04T15:36:45.221+08:00</app:edited><title>Rain</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rainy season is here. It is actually a crazy weather. It's been hot and wet these past weeks. It is so hot in the morning and the rain just falls heavily in the afternoon. The weather brings cough and colds. However, I love it when it rains. My boyfriend and I always pray for the rain, If we are indoors, that is. But, we also love walking in the rain. We've done it many times. Just walking around the streets with our umbrella. The coolness it brings is so lovely. Rightnow, while making this post, it is raining outside. My boyfriend is here, sleeping. I got nothing to do, so I decided to get up and surf the net. It is cold. The rain is so heavy. We love it. Too bad for those who are in the streets. They must be freezing. For us here, maybe a hot chocolate or coffee will be great. It is also a good time to sleep or watch anime. I still don't know what to prepare when my boyfriend wakes up. I know he will be hungry. Anyway, we are enjoying the crazy weather here. It's time for me to relax or maybe I'm going to sleep also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-199714161212485441?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/199714161212485441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/199714161212485441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/rain.html" title="Rain" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEFQH06fyp7ImA9WxRbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-8558364988063175203</id><published>2008-12-01T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:36:51.317+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-01T01:36:51.317+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="couple" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas" /><title>Christmas is here!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is December 1! The first day of a long holiday season. What a great feeling it is to be with my boyfriend on the first day of this season! He is here beside me. A sweet start of the month. I am hoping that this will be a blessed month for me and my loved ones. It is a season of sharing. A time to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. This will be a happy thanksgiving. Trials have been spontaneous these past months for my family, however, I am thankful that my family is still strong and intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am anxious of what will be my personal christmas happenings. I hope it would a memorable one. I know God will guide and bless me. I am thinking about the positive things. I hope that this season will bring joy in my life. I can't wait to celebrate it with my loved ones. Merry Christmas to everyone. We are all hoping for the best this season. Don't forget to share your blessings. Pray for those in need and spread the good news. This season is a time for us to be happy. I am also excited with my boyfriend's promised gift. I am still thinking and hoping that I can also have a gift for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-8558364988063175203?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/8558364988063175203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/8558364988063175203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-here.html" title="Christmas is here!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8MQX46fCp7ImA9WhZaGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-3239694984772506923</id><published>2008-11-30T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:38:00.014+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-07T01:38:00.014+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Manila" /><title>My Latest Travel</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My latest travel was quite surprising. Surprisingly and mistakenly noted. For few months, my mind was set that I will be traveling on the 23rd of this month. I was disturbed when I found out that my flight was on the 19th. I was like crying because of the tension. Good enough, i still had two days to prepare before the flight. I hurriedly packed my things and printed my ticket.&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting, but somehow sad part of my travel was the fact that I traveled alone. My destination was just the capital city, which is Manila. I have been there few times, but this latest trip was my first time to travel in solo.  My boyfriend offered to accompany me to the airport, but I refused. I don't want to cry. On the day of my flight, I wake up very early. I went out and grabbed some food and dropped by my boyfriend's place. Sweetest thing? We had our breakfast together before I went to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Manila is just an hour and a half flight away from home. When I arrived, I was so hesitant to went out of the airport. I kept on texting my boyfriend. I stayed in Makati, I just ride a cab from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;My short stay in Manila is fine. I was able to go to some famous places there. It's just that I'm alone. I hope my next travel will be with my boyfriend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-3239694984772506923?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/3239694984772506923?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/3239694984772506923?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-latest-travel-was-quite-surprising.html" title="My Latest Travel" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8BQ3g8cCp7ImA9WxRVGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-7026690445449792363</id><published>2008-11-15T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:54:12.678+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-18T15:54:12.678+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tv shows" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pinoy fear factor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="favorites" /><title>my favorite show</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SSJ0lnZoKtI/AAAAAAAAACI/3OPoWtvfXDE/s1600-h/pinoy-fear-factor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SSJ0lnZoKtI/AAAAAAAAACI/3OPoWtvfXDE/s200/pinoy-fear-factor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269902703557356242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I had a favorite show on the local network. I didn't had time slots which are highlighted on my schedule for quite some time. I'm so tired of watching the local news. Game shows and talk shows have been boring. Maybe it is the routine that made me bored. Same old topics, same game challenges, and same faces everyday! But not for long! THERE IS A GOOD NEWS! There is a new show which gives me the intrigue. It started airing last Monday, I guess.The show is called PINOY FEAR FACTOR. Another reality game show from ABS-CBN and Endemol. This show was shot in Argentina! There are 12 challengers and they are aiming to win the prices of 2 Million PhP and house and lot. The stunts so far are quite easy. Easy to watch and cheer. :) Almost half of the challengers are celebrities. The stunts maybe more difficult and challenging as the game show goes on. For now, I do not have any favorite participant. This show is my favorite. This will surely become a hit show, same as pinoy big brother and pinoy dream academy, my favorites shows before. :) The greatest plus is Ryan! I like him. He is an excellent host. Very spontaneous and intelligent. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-7026690445449792363?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7026690445449792363?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7026690445449792363?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-while-since-i-had-favorite.html" title="my favorite show" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SSJ0lnZoKtI/AAAAAAAAACI/3OPoWtvfXDE/s72-c/pinoy-fear-factor.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEESX8yfyp7ImA9WxRbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-7643168722650347118</id><published>2008-11-14T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:16:48.197+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T17:16:48.197+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><title>My College Friends</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;My college friends are my best of friends. Most of them are now working abroad. It is expected from the start that we will be facing this kind of separation when we get old and mature with our profession. Most of my friends are in Saudi Arabia, namely, Kae, Marieve, Pauline, Suzette and many more. Ivy is in Thailand. Mae is in Canada and Emma will be going there this month. Many of my batchmates also went out of the country. I also want to go abroad. However, I am not ready to leave now. Maybe next year I will have that guts to fly away from home. Just last week, I was able to leave messages for these friends of mine. Time will come that all of my friends will get together and we will be sharing our experiences. I can't wait for that to happen. I miss the times when we were in college and I really miss them. We just keep in touch through friendster. It is always a good thing to keep the friendship. Especially nowadays, it is so difficult to find good and true friends. College friends are mostly the friends who will be your best buds through thick and thin. They are the ones whom you will treasure as you grow older. To my bestest true friends, I love you! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-7643168722650347118?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7643168722650347118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7643168722650347118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-college-friends.html" title="My College Friends" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkABRX4_fCp7ImA9WxRVEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-402522667139879801</id><published>2008-11-09T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:25:54.044+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-09T02:25:54.044+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DotA" /><title>our game!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DotA (Defense of the Ancients)- this is the game which my boyfriend and I enjoy playing. During weekends, we usually spend our time in computer gaming. Like at this very moment, my boyfriend is beside me. He is enjoying the game. We are with our friends. One team is enough to play it well. They are very noisy! I can feel their excitement. I also love this game. I played before, but I am not that good, so I just lay low for a while. I usually make the team lose the game when I play. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The fact that we are celebrating our monthsary, I really make it a point that we enjoy our time here. We've been sitting here for more than five hours, but I made it sure that I was able to kiss my boyfriend before the night was over for our monthsary!:) I like watching their game. I want them to always win! My boyfriend is really great with this. He can definitely play with any of the heroes. I want to learn how to be good with this game but I dont have the time to practice. Maybe when I'm not busy, I will join the team! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-402522667139879801?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/402522667139879801?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/402522667139879801?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-game.html" title="our game!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAER3gyeCp7ImA9WxRbEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-4880211310262321890</id><published>2008-11-08T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:15:06.690+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T19:15:06.690+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy monthsary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monthsary message" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quotes" /><title>Happy Monthsary!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm with my boyfriend rightnow. We are celebrating our monthsary! It is our 17th monthsary. I went to his place early this morning. We had a great time, just eating and chatting non-sense!hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;However, we decided to go out with some friends to play DOTA. Our type of bonding and recreation is playing computer games, specifically, DOTA(frozen throne). He is beside me. He is enjoying the game here. And me? I am also having fun by just watching! I'm not playing tonight, because I will just make the team lose! haha! This is so much fun. We were able to celebrate our monthsary alone earlier this day. And now, we are with our friends. Such a sweet time. Also, a time to share with others. When it's our monthsary, we usually celebrate it alone. There times when my boyfriend cancels his other appointments, just to give way for our celebration. It is so sweet to have this thoughtful action. My boyfriend always text me for greetings when it is our special day. I also do the same thing. I am so happy today! We are so noisy out here. Enjoying their game. I just love hanging out with this group of friends! Very crazy and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Monthsary baby!&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-4880211310262321890?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/4880211310262321890?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/4880211310262321890?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-monthsary.html" title="Happy Monthsary!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8AR388eSp7ImA9WxRbEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-5182860398044403590</id><published>2008-11-08T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:07:26.171+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T20:07:26.171+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Immigrant Visa Petition" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I-140" /><title>I-140 Approval</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have several e-mail addresses. I dont open all of it most of the time. I often check my main address. Tonight, I decided to open my oldest email address. I was really surprised! I was not expecting an email from my employer's attorney. It's about my I-140. I was not expecting to have my I-140 approved this month. I applied for it last year. The e-mail was dated November 5. What a "got feeling"! I did not expect to have this approval mail! i just felt like checking my mail. (ohhh! Is it obvious that I am overwhelmed?) The good thing about my employer is that, he make it a point that transactions should be done as soon as possible. To think, US is having their huge political crisis rightnow. However, I still believe that everything will be okay after the election.&lt;br /&gt;The long wait for me is just starting. I just pray for the retrogression to be lift hopefully by next year. This is a good sign, I will not lose hope with this. There are many applicants ahead of me, but not bad because I had my I-140 approved. So, just go for it girl! There is nothing wrong to wait. I will enjoy my life here while waiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-5182860398044403590?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5182860398044403590?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5182860398044403590?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-140-approval.html" title="I-140 Approval" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4CQno5fip7ImA9WxVXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-7877560686815786322</id><published>2008-11-01T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:49:23.426+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:49:23.426+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="winnie the pooh" /><title>Winnie the Pooh</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;When I was in high school, I dream of having my own room with lots of stuffed toys. I love all kinds of stuffed toys, no specific characters or sizes. I just wanted to have loads of them. During those years, I do not have any favorite character. Any kind will do. The time came when my bestfriend gave me a mirror with winnie the pooh's head design. It was so cute. It's like a mirror kit with a comb inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I started collecting pooh stuffs since then, but without me knowing that I already have a favorite character, no other than winnie. I started buying pooh stuffs. Whenever I'm in the mall and see anything with pooh on it, I just want to have it. My dream came true when I was in college. I have my room with loads of stuffed toys. With one glance, you can already tell who's dominant in all the characters. I also have pooh pillows, handkerchief, blanket, stickers, mugs, pictures, posters, etc.It's not a sign of regression. It's just a simple hobby, with overflowing love for winnie.&lt;br /&gt;My all time favorite cartoon character is winnie the pooh. I will continue having pooh items.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my cutest pooh variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s202.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/kyon_060807/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gRaCe50.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/kyon_060807/gRaCe50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s202.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/kyon_060807/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gRaCe40.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/kyon_060807/gRaCe40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s202.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/kyon_060807/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gRaCe51.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/kyon_060807/gRaCe51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-7877560686815786322?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7877560686815786322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7877560686815786322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/07/winnie-pooh.html" title="Winnie the Pooh" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMERn07fip7ImA9WxVXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-4897094698592542024</id><published>2008-10-05T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:23:27.306+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:23:27.306+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ears" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piercing" /><title>Exciting Piercing</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLf1Inx3CI/AAAAAAAAABE/zWHIHgRkbbI/s1600-h/gRaCe%2803%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLf1Inx3CI/AAAAAAAAABE/zWHIHgRkbbI/s200/gRaCe%2803%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229488221270957090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLZ5ZJTkvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hgwyWDye1Fs/s1600-h/gRaCe%2807%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLZ5ZJTkvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hgwyWDye1Fs/s200/gRaCe%2807%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229481697356255986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a pair of earrings. My Aunt was the one who have done the piercing when I was still 5 years old. I'm 24 years old, but it is only now that I decided to add another pair of ear piercing. I finally figured out how to make some exciting changes in my ears. At first, I am kind of afraid with the pain, though there is nothing much nerve endings in the ears, it would still be a shot. I also do not want to appear as a rebel girl.&lt;br /&gt;Few days after the piercing, I just forget when I am combing my hair and would actually pull the tangled hair in the ears! It stings! Now, I am enjoying the plus on my ears. It's so cute. I can have dangling earrings on one set and experiment at times. I just love my ears! It is so appealing, sexy and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other piercing which could be done in our body. Other piercing could be done in our nose, tongue, lips, eyebrows, navel, nipples, and the most controversial for me are the female and male genital piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am happy with my ear lobe and ear cartilage piercing. I do not have any plans of adding more pierce. I can not imagine my self having a clitoral piercing. It is really nerve-wracking!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-4897094698592542024?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/4897094698592542024?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/4897094698592542024?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/08/exciting-piercing.html" title="Exciting Piercing" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLf1Inx3CI/AAAAAAAAABE/zWHIHgRkbbI/s72-c/gRaCe%2803%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIESXcyfyp7ImA9WxVXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-882571012637409542</id><published>2008-09-06T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:25:08.997+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:25:08.997+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gameboy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gameboy Advance SP" /><title>My Gameboy Advance SP</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLwArliKwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GAtlcr47ops/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLwArliKwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GAtlcr47ops/s320/pic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229506011821386498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Kids are into computer games. As early as 2 years old, a child can manipulate any computer gadget. Todays generation is way technical than before. Kids mostly prefer of having a game gadget than having a basket ball. They prefer to play alone with computers than playing traditional games with friends. You would probably agree with me that playing basketball is more healthy than playing a gamboy. You definitely get my point, but that is for the kids. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Me? I love my Gameboy Advance!!!&lt;br /&gt;My gameboy just fell from the heavens above!&lt;br /&gt;I am having so much fun with this gadget. Whenever I am not doing anything, I just can not get my hands off it. Am I too old for this thing? I think I'm not!! I am a computer addict in silence.. :) I still have the child in me. I am currently enjoying the 135 in 1 tape. I also have spongebob and super mario. I play when I am bored of watching tv or studying. I play when I want to relax my mind and when I want to release my tension. It is a great help for me, having gba in my side!!&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to purchase another tape. I hope my gameboy will not make me so lazy to do other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-882571012637409542?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/882571012637409542?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/882571012637409542?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/08/kids-are-into-computer-games.html" title="My Gameboy Advance SP" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Bk5CfitFkNM/SJLwArliKwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GAtlcr47ops/s72-c/pic2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYGQXc8cCp7ImA9WxRVEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-7205869595067562277</id><published>2008-08-12T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:22:00.978+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-08T22:22:00.978+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy monthsary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monthsary message" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quotes" /><title>Monthsary Celebration</title><content type="html">August 08!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Our monthsary!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is a late entry. I was not able to make a post in this blog that day.&lt;br /&gt;how did we celebrate our monthsary?&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend was sick that day.&lt;br /&gt;I just went to their house and take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;We are together.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-7205869595067562277?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7205869595067562277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/7205869595067562277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/08/monthsary-celebration.html" title="Monthsary Celebration" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYMQnk7eip7ImA9WxRbEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-5729094843621626625</id><published>2008-08-12T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:56:23.702+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T19:56:23.702+08:00</app:edited><title>Happy Birthday to Me!!!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterbell.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hot Comments" src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t72/gbbp/comments/birthdays/happy-birthday/happy-birthday6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterbell.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterbell.com/comments/birthdays/happy-birthday/"&gt;Birthday Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTg1NDA4NDYwOTMmcHQ9MTIxODU*MDg3MTgxMiZwPTE3NzA2MSZkPSZuPSZnPTE=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is my day! My birthday wish? Just good health and more blessings from God. It is a wonderful day for a birthday celebrant. Just positive feelings to have a positive aura. I can't believe it! I am 24 years old now. Old enough to live independently, however, I can not do that. I am close to my family. Though my plan is to live alone, this is still not the right time. It is so mellow dramatic if i will think of my deepest plans with my life. Today, I just want to enjoy my birthday! My goal is to enjoy my life to the fullest. Having a light life. Taking things lightly, no matter how hard life is. In the end, it  is always the happiness that matters. It is not bad to make certain plans ahead of time. But for me, I just keep them aside. I will cross the bridge when I get there. So I did celebrate my birthday, ofcourse with my loved ones. Most importantly, celebrating it with my very special love. Adding moments of happiness and love, celebrating the good life that I have and the additional year for my age. Happy birthday to me and hope to have another post next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-5729094843621626625?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5729094843621626625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5729094843621626625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html" title="Happy Birthday to Me!!!!!" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4CRX0yeip7ImA9WxRbEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716243839795661645.post-5341581034128704268</id><published>2008-07-22T16:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:09:24.392+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T20:09:24.392+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="post" /><title>My First Post</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello bloggers! This my first post so I am just saying hello for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a journalist type of person. However, blogs are so easy to handle. It helped me to express my feelings. I have a place to shout my heart out. A modern way of making a diary. This is my second blog, my first blog is made and given to by my boyfriend. It is a joint account. We maintain that blog. This blog is new one, but I will take care of this also. I love sharing things about my life. I share those things that I like to share. I write when I am happy with something and even when I am angry. I will make this blog as updated as I can. I love to make post about everything! I will express my self in this blog. I also hope that other bloggers will drop by at some point. It feels good when bloggers especially from other countries to find time and have a glance on my blog. I want to keep this blog as long as I can. My diary is coming in few days! I welcome myself to this blog and hope to make the most out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/YMxC&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716243839795661645-5341581034128704268?l=babygrace08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5341581034128704268?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716243839795661645/posts/default/5341581034128704268?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://babygrace08.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first.html" title="My First Post" /><author><name>gracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006419991162044059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author></entry></feed>

