<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828</id><updated>2009-10-12T21:32:48.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>keep the spirit!</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;:)((((&lt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-7683618266350979267</id><published>2007-08-19T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:36:28.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>Red Hot Heart and Ice-Cold Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;August 12, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dear Pards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unforgettable you! I do remember. Guess what, Sting fever is still running in my system after watching his concert and see what I found... Three years ago this wouldn't have meant anything to me. Strangely though, he perfectly articulated all the things that I've done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What possible difference would throwing a handful of soil onto a coffin make to [him] or me? Part of me still believes this to be true, [but] part of me knows I was simply afraid. I escaped the ritual...for the simple fact that I didn't want to, because escape and the need to keep moving had by now become endemic in me....But there was a psychological price. I couldn't mourn properly so I carried the grief with me. I couldn't cry or reveal my feelings even to myself, fearful I would be overwhelmed, my carefully constructed self-image destroyed to reveal absolutely nothing beneath. {Sting, 2003 in Broken Music}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, I still got no excuse. But intuitively, why do I feel that you share the veiled sarcasm and understand the irony here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do hope you are well...I miss you big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Katrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-7683618266350979267?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7683618266350979267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=7683618266350979267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7683618266350979267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7683618266350979267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/red-hot-heart-and-ice-cold-feet.html' title='Red Hot Heart and Ice-Cold Feet'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-1128149075469697471</id><published>2007-08-15T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T15:33:08.453-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Yelp#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Currently listening to Macy Gray's [On How Life Is, 1999]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a self-imposed break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fast Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Barnes &amp; Noble membership has expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Can't find the Borders membership card. Can't even remember the username and password.  Coupons expiring.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No Strand around tsk, tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Relatively successful in trying my hardest not to spend on paperbacks and cds, among others&lt;br /&gt;5. Blue, my laptop, has become a host only to my music library and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recourse&lt;/span&gt;: I checked the library in my new neighborhood. And applied for a membership card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ambiance&lt;/span&gt;: actually not a place I want to linger at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Demographics&lt;/span&gt;: no big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt;: granny's ok, very efficient but really slow, understandably; a wifi spot; bestsellers available for rent @25c a day (in case you don't want to wait I was told)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Selection:&lt;/span&gt; didn't check on the prints yet. But finding Sting's memoir, Broken Music, is definitely a good start. [Praytell, how can I stop loving him?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was there for audio and dvds. But Houston we have a problem! I've seen almost all of the movies they have on DVD. Save of course for this self-help and exercise regimen stuff (nah thanks). I don't fancy horror flicks but they do have about 20 of those. Not much of indie films. But they got some foreign films I wanna check out. Oh and dig this, I borrowed Goodbye my Concubine and to my amusement, I had to pay a dollar? Apparently that's the policy. DVD = $1.00. I was like, might as well reactivate my Netflix account! Thank God CDs are free, but that doesn't make any difference cause I don't fancy their collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....I miss the NYPL.  Ok, I guess miss NYC more than I care to admit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually planning on going to the village/union square area last Sunday, eat at this Thai rest. I love, go back to Strand, the Virgin Music store and all that, but my slacker self gets the better of me. And.....frankly, it somehow throws me that I am becoming a number in the consumerist tab. Have I drifted too far out to go back? pffff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-1128149075469697471?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1128149075469697471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=1128149075469697471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/1128149075469697471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/1128149075469697471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/yelp1.html' title='Yelp#1'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-467399458304402998</id><published>2007-08-13T05:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:20:44.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>Checklist/Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While still in concert spirit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among my all-time favorites, managed to see:&lt;br /&gt;1. U2&lt;br /&gt;2. Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;3. Sting and the Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It wasn't bad catching:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lenny Kravitz (hotness!)&lt;br /&gt;2. John MAyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even watched the oldies (hehe):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Earth, Wind and Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.  Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wish Cobain, Mercury, Hendrix, &amp;amp; Marley didn't die so early. But with all-seriousness: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;I want to see &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;RADIOHEAD !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be full by then, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Okai, for some bonus attraction, it wouldn't hurt to see REM [what are the chances that they'd hook up again?]; Pearl Jam [they're not up to much recently, disbanded?]; Aerosmith [yup, that dude rocks albeit old age lol. We couldn't get tickets last year]; Morrisey [he recently performed at MSG &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt; but i freaking missed it. where was i? damn!]; Smashing Pumpkins [whatever happened to them? are they back on again or what?]; Audioslave [they released an album last year but didn't go on tour. what gives?]; Metallica [I haven't the faintest idea what they're up to nowadays]. And...Our Lady of Peace and Live [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala na rin ba sila?]&lt;/span&gt;, The Strokes, The Bravery, The Killers, Deftones, DMB, Chapman, Norah Jones... ok i'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh well, wishlist....And time is running out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can't complain though. I am in fact thankful &lt;em&gt;dahil dati&lt;/em&gt;, part &lt;em&gt;din lang sila ng&lt;/em&gt; wishlist ko pero I got to see them yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-467399458304402998?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/467399458304402998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=467399458304402998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/467399458304402998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/467399458304402998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/checklistwishlist.html' title='Checklist/Wishlist'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-5875961501469454315</id><published>2007-08-07T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:53:46.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimmicks'/><title type='text'>Stung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saw The Police's Reunion Concert last Sunday at the Giants' Stadium. One of those last minute things...Thank God we made it =) yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I was there for Sting. But I was awed by Copeland. Thus far, I'd say he's the best drummer I've ever seen perform. No joke. I am not a musician but man alive! This guy is something....I dunno how they were on their other concerts. All I know is we got our money's worth that night in Jersey. The Police still rocks. Sting, Copeland and Summers still make good music and lively performance together after all these years. They all seemed to enjoy playing and I think they pretty much connected with the huge and cooperative crowd. Wonderful =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I checked some reviews and it looks like the set list is consistent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Message in a Bottle&lt;br /&gt;2. Synchronicity II&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t Stand So Close to Me&lt;br /&gt;4. Voices Inside My Head/When the World is Running Down&lt;br /&gt;5. Spirits in the Invisible World&lt;br /&gt;6. Driven to Tears&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking on the Moon&lt;br /&gt;8. Truth Hits Everybody&lt;br /&gt;9. Every Little Thing She Does is Magic&lt;br /&gt;10. Wrapped Around Your Finger (my fave of all)&lt;br /&gt;11. The Bed’s Too Big Without You&lt;br /&gt;12. De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da&lt;br /&gt;13. Invisible Sun&lt;br /&gt;14. Walking in Your Footsteps&lt;br /&gt;15. Can’t Stand Losing You (hey, you with me????)&lt;br /&gt;16. Roxanne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ENCORE 1&lt;br /&gt;17. King of Pain (ahhhh...at this point I was just there breathless...)&lt;br /&gt;18. So Lonely (could I love this song any more?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ENCORE 2&lt;br /&gt;19. Every Breath You Take&lt;br /&gt;20. Next to You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The selection could have been better, but no more grand complaints. Oh yeah, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no cams allowed. I could have slipped it, the girl just smiled at me and let me through. But how can I tell right? And he was right, the parking lot is way too far from the stadium's entrance. Too much of a hassle to take it back if I get searched. (I do obey rules sometimes hehe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the risk of sounding emo, I confess: the concert was wayyyyy tooooo personal for me. It's bloody bittersweet as I listen to Sting belt out those songs. With real poetic, meaningful and ironic lyrics. Been a huge fan. Remember humming the Dododo-dadada as a kid. And in college, knowing he was a teacher made me proud I was a BA English Major once (lol). Of course, he also started my fascination with englishmen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really struck. Seeing him perform live. Another one of few times that I genuinely appreciate being here. More so after realizing that last night was their last stint here in the US. We're stuck in the parking lot looking at the t-shirt he bought, with all the tour dates haha. And we were laughing like children for having made it. Yeah, it doesn't really take much to make me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahhh... I'm stung all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-5875961501469454315?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5875961501469454315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=5875961501469454315' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/5875961501469454315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/5875961501469454315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/08/stung.html' title='Stung!'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-7123585447447385468</id><published>2007-07-18T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T01:16:21.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music and lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels like fire and ice'/><title type='text'>(Stay) Faraway, So Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is actually an offshoot of my friend's &lt;a href="http://tail-wagging.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Debasement Tapes entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in her blog (dated July 7, 2007). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is bizzare. Me talking about this stuff haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Contrary to my long lost friend who claims I do not have a heart and that i'm an 'Ice Queen' (Hey, where are you now? you know who you are), I actually do have one. &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okai, if you still doubt that, at least I have the patience for going through song lyrics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmmm....here's what I think on heartaches:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's useless exhausting yourself denying or fighting the pain. When you truly love, you open yourself to vulnerability so you are bound to get hurt. When the relationship ends, I guess you just need to bathe in the pain until you feel fully cleansed, rejuvenated and all that crap haha. Then it's time to dry yourself and go get dressed for another adventure...Hell yeah--keep the spirit! And i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;f it gets fucked-up again, there will be new debasement songs to heal a broken heart/spirit haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So....debasement songs.....Offhand here are what I like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Smoke and Ashes {Tracy Chapman}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I was blinded by devotion, my unwavering love for you. So blinded that I thought all your lies were true. But now I know for certain since you've gone away, it was just a smoldering fire I mistook for a blaze...only smoke and ashes baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Last Goodbye {Jeff Buckley}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;This is our last goodbye, I hate to feel the love between us die. But it's over...Why can't we overcome this wall? Well, maybe it's just because I didn't know you at all...Kiss me, please kiss me. But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;{Can't get enough of Buckley...I love his Lover you should've come over}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. You're So Cruel {U2}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We crossed the line, who pushed who over? It doesn't matter to you. It matters to me. We're cut adrift but still floating. I'm only hanging on to watch you go down...My love, I disappeared in you, you disappeared from me. I gave you everything you ever wanted. It wasn't what you wanted...You say in love there are no rules...love...sweetheart...You're so cruel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fake Plastic Trees {Radiohead}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She looks like the real thing. She tastes like the real thing. My Fake Plastic Love. But I can't help the feeling...And it wears me out, it wears me out...And if I could be who you wanted...If I could be who you wanted, all the time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Comeback (Pearl Jam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And these days they linger on...And in the night i've been waiting for the real possibility that I may meet you in my dreams so I go to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Strip My Mind {Red Hot Chili Peppers}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing another song. Make me feel like I'm in love again - hey (You gotta lose to win)...Please don't strip my mind. Leave something behind. Please don't strip my mind... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Barely Breathing {Duncan Sheik}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am barely breathing and I can’t find the air. I don’t know who I’m kidding, imagining you care. And I could stand here waiting a fool for another day. I don't suppose it's worth the price I have to pay. But I'm thinking it over anyway...I rise above or sink below, with every time you come and go. Please don’t come and go... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could go on and on...but these are all for now. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-7123585447447385468?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7123585447447385468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=7123585447447385468' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7123585447447385468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7123585447447385468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/stay-faraway-so-close.html' title='(Stay) Faraway, So Close'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-7379629745998176156</id><published>2007-07-15T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:44:36.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimmicks'/><title type='text'>another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This time it's Alva, a childhood friend who migrated to the US when we're 7. Thanks to modern technology and real bonding, we remain friends thru the years. So, I am honored to accept her invitation to be her bridesmaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quick Review: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were 6 of us who were constantly playmates back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Jerome (the eldest). I just saw on his friendster profile that he is happily in love. We can assume he'd go next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Mayang (second to the eldest). She's happily married and has a cutie baby now. When did you get married bru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Nerry May (middle tropa). She just got hitched on 5/5/07 with Joni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Alva (next in line) who actually did on 7/7/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Jerlie (second to the youngest). I think she's the first to get married a couple of years back and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. IJ, yours truly (the youngest lol). Well, the waiting continues.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And it occured to me that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Save for Glen, whom I just met last week understandably, I never actually got to meet any of your significant others people. Not even Joni whom Mimi dated for years, nor Reggie of Mayang. What a shame! Where were we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. It's no joke walking down the aisle. Sheezzzz...I felt really suffocated inside the church while walking and keeping this "fake smile" as they all watched me (or so it seemed). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I never really had any thoughts on weddings. In particular, on how it's gonna be per se, until I attended &lt;a href="http://alvaglen.weddingannouncer.com/"&gt;Alva and Glen's&lt;/a&gt;. Since I missed out a lot of weddings, of those closest to me, hers sort of made up for everything. So seeing it firsthand, man alive! I was overwhelmed. I actually got scared hahaha. I guess I'm not cut for weddings...But if I ever get to that point, it's clear to me now that I want an outdoor one, and preferably ultra private. I don't like too many people around (hint: few invites hahaha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. As an offshoot, I think it's really impractical to spend so much on a one-day-affair. Might as well spend it on travelling with your hubby. Oh well, to each his own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Lastly, I really can't imagine changing my name. Ughh..what if I don't meet someone with the same family name as mine? Tough call eh? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Favorite persons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First, let me tell you about Tito Jun, the make up artist. For some reason he was so fond of me and really pampered me as he was doing my make up. Yeah, he's gay. And he goes, "oy hija, i'll do your make up when you get married ha? I'll fly to NY." Hmmmm...I said, "Let's both hope you are still in business by then."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two, Edward my toy soldier. Jeezzz....we used to play &lt;em&gt;holen&lt;/em&gt; (marbles) and &lt;em&gt;lastiko&lt;/em&gt; (rubberband) back then. He hardly remembers me now. We lost touch. I was so many years his senior anyway, you don't expect us to really touch base. And then we met again. I was surprised to learn that the kid joined the army at 18 and he actually served in Iraq and Afghanistan for 2 damn years. He's just 22! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can we please stop the war?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(espc. that his folks want to make me their daughter-in-law?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Major blooper: I kept calling the guy who was introduced to me "Wilson". His name is Michael. Sounds the same eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Celebrity sightings: Mike Tyson. Of all people I'd see in Hollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All in all it was so much fun. I'm a good guest =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-7379629745998176156?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7379629745998176156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=7379629745998176156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7379629745998176156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7379629745998176156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='another one bites the dust'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-5986213419209006260</id><published>2007-06-27T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:29:11.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anik-anik; sari-sari'/><title type='text'>Chicken Shit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;35 Facts About Yourself. Be honest no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. What is your natural hair color? = DARK BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Where was your profile picture taken? = ORLANDO AIRPORT, FLORIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. What's your middle name? = MARCUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Your current relationship status? = SO-SO haha. AMBIGUOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Does your crush like you back? = YOU MEAN RICO BLANCO? HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW I EXIST. WITH THE OTHER ONE? I DON'T KNOW. NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO FIND OUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. What is your current mood? = HAZY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Ever joined clubs or organizations just to be at least 80%visible to your crush? = NAHHH THANKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. What makes you happy? = RIGHT NOW? DRIVING NOWHERE &amp; FINDING MY WAY BACK. AND KNOWING THAT MY FAMILY IS OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be? = I'D GIVE HIM A LONGER LIFE. TRADE MINE IF NECESSARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. If you must be an animal for one day, what would you be? = AN EAGLE OR A PENGUIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Ever had a near death experience? = LET'S JUST SAY I'D BEEN CATATONIC FOR ABOUT A COUPLE OF YEARS. LIKE BEING 4 FEET UNDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Something you do a lot? = SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. What's the name of the song stuck in your head right now? = &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hm8JoMhgjRw"&gt;LAST GOODBYE&lt;/a&gt; BY JEFF BUCKLEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Who did you copy and paste this from? MARICEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Name someone with the same birthday as you. = MIRO VALERA OF STONEFREE (MY COLLEGE ROOMMATE'S HUGE CRUSH BACK THEN) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. When was the last time you cried? = AUGUST 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience? = NOT THAT I RECALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. If you could have one superpower what would it be? = BE ABLE TO APPARATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? = NORMALLY HEIGHT AND OVERALL BEARING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. What do you usually order from starbucks? = CAFE AMERICANO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21. What's your biggest secret? = I DON'T LIKE TO SAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;22. Favorite color? = BLACK &amp;amp; WHITE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. When was the last time you lied? = HMMM...DOES KEEPING MY MOUTH SHUT BECAUSE I WAS ASKED NOT TO SAY A WORD COUNT? IF SO, THEN LAST MONTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;24. What are you eating or drinking at the moment? = SMIRNOFF ICE &amp; POTATO CHIPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. Do you speak any other languages? = NOPE BUT I WISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26. What's your favorite smell? = THE BEACH; JUST CAME OUT OF THE SHOWER SMELL; AND RIGHT NOW I REALLY LIKE RALPH LAUREN STYLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;27. If you could describe your life in one word what would it be? = TWISTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;28. When was the last time you gave/received a hug? = LAST NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;29. Have you ever been kissed in the rain? = I DON'T THINK SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30. What are you thinking about right now? = HMMM...HOW LONG DO YOU DRIFT UNTIL YOU CALL IT QUITS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;31. What should you be doing? = GET SOME DISCIPLINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;32. What was the last thing that made you upset/angry? = SOME INACTION SOMEWHERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;33. Do you like working in the yard? = GARDEN, YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;34. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want? = NONE. I LOVE MY LAST NAME. I'D LIKE TO KEEP IT EVEN AFTER MARRIAGE (IF I'LL EVER GET TO THAT POINT LOL).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;35. Do you act differently around your crush? = OH YEAH, I'M YOUR TYPICAL DORK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-5986213419209006260?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/5986213419209006260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=5986213419209006260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/5986213419209006260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/5986213419209006260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/06/chicken-shit.html' title='Chicken Shit?'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-7737125809185097820</id><published>2007-05-30T01:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:07:15.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music and lyrics'/><title type='text'>all through the night*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting really listless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clean-up extends to giving 'my alien planet' a new look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yup, IJ's actually listening to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2PDHoeXVgg"&gt;it*...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why now eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sheezzz...this is the side-effect of Jack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just finished with Season 2 while reformatting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Too much of 24!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-7737125809185097820?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7737125809185097820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=7737125809185097820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7737125809185097820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7737125809185097820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-through-night.html' title='all through the night*'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-1767535163405070008</id><published>2007-05-28T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:24:04.647-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>preoccupations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In between drinking and my version of spring cleaning, I was glued to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The season finale of Grey's Anatomy. {I prefer to watch online because there are no commercials}. Hmmm...to me this season underscores the seeming elusiveness of actually "having it all". Ironies. Ironies....Addison not being able to conceive just when she's ready to have a baby. Cristina could have had it--love and career. But she ended up being "free". Had she married Burke though, it was at the risk of losing the real her, because she kept on bending for him. And we thought they are the solid rock couple/team of them all. Callie's case is interesting too--she was chosen as the new head, but her marriage life is tenuous. Meredith and Derek are together, them being in love with each other and all that, but she's actually a broken and lost soul. I could go on...but in all, I LOVE SLOAN. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The season 6 finale of 24 (online). Poor Jack. To love and have lost, to be constrained to let go of the one he loves...See? Even Jack Bauer can't have it all! Tsk, tsk. It's a running theme eh? So would you rather be successful in love or in your career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shrek 1 &amp; 2 (on dvd). I think I now have tolerance for animated films. Prior Shrek 1 &amp;amp; 2, I only saw Ice Age. They are actually entertaining huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And...Kong. Finally! You wouldn't believe it I cried when they shot him. I was like, damn! How could this early edition guy didn't see it coming? And this school of rock guy sucks! Ok, seriously now....I really cried....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-1767535163405070008?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1767535163405070008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=1767535163405070008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/1767535163405070008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/1767535163405070008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/05/preoccupations.html' title='preoccupations'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-7048817291931267629</id><published>2007-05-28T02:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:18:38.458-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>Mountain of Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Memorial day officially ushers in summer, I heard. And thus ends spring, and my impulsive spending. This long weekend I vowed to stay at home and not spend (particularly on any more travels or gimmicks for the time-being). I still did...as usual on coffee, ice cream and smirnoff. But I've managed to do my long overdue spring cleaning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mess...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/frozenblackbox/CIMG4088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;boxed some...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/frozenblackbox/CIMG4087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thrown shopping bags...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/frozenblackbox/CIMG4092-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;folded &amp; hung...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/frozenblackbox/CIMG4090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and stuffed them in jarrraannnnn......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;laundry bags!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/frozenblackbox/CIMG4083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f127/frozenblackbox/CIMG4083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have quite a number of them, laundry bags. I know I could have done better. Get a decent storage box or something, and a nice label, but this is the best I can do for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am tempted to post pics of the outcome. But this is not about renting my room. Someone might get envious and move in, nevermind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bottomline: IJ's proud of herself for making a good clean-up of her mess. Lessens the guilt-feelings for accummulating and storing so much stuff/garbage! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-7048817291931267629?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/7048817291931267629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=7048817291931267629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7048817291931267629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/7048817291931267629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/05/mountains-of-things.html' title='Mountain of Things'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-3465453136735838663</id><published>2007-05-11T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T23:16:05.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades etc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academics'/><title type='text'>Wahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few more hours before this work week ends, here I find myself taking this quiz, thanks to Julie. I am reading your blog because I simply don't want to work on this report my boss asked me to finish today, on account that it's got everything to do with numbers (which would be more apparent/understandable after you finish reading my results). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is really funny...Last night I had a performance evaluation session with him and he left me with a million dollar question. Well, technically two, which are: 1) what I intend to do with my life and 2) what would make me happy. Not a good sign haha, he was like..."you work well and pick up quick for a rookie but I don't want you to just fill in hours...you should find what makes you really happy". Now I could come up to him with a print out of this quiz, and have my answer pronto. Wahahaha! No, I am in fact trying to diversify...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You scored as&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;English/Journalism/Comm&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Communication, English, Film, Journalism, Literature, or Writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;English/Journalism/Comm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100" border="1"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Visual&amp;amp;PerformingArts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="94" border="1"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;94%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;History/Anthropology/LiberalArts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" border="1"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;French/Spanish/OtherLanguage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" border="1"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet 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ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;31%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="25" border="1"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mathematics/Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="13" border="1"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=164749"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;created with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm...I am mediocre at best with my major. Oh yeah, terrible in fact, if I use the other category... I shouldn't have shifted! I should have finished the BA English, Major in Creative Writing Program of CAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I didn't, then I wouldn't have met Julie, and would have never found out about this quiz. This is all your fault koks. Hahahaha...Perhaps it's a good thing we never finished our MA, apparently a complete waste of our time. What were we thinking? Lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to your financial analysis slacker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-3465453136735838663?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3465453136735838663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=3465453136735838663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/3465453136735838663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/3465453136735838663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/05/wahaha.html' title='Wahaha'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-2267136391068657684</id><published>2007-04-26T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T01:50:24.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music and lyrics'/><title type='text'>Smoke and Ashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been hooked with Tracy Chapman's music eversince I can remember. I can listen to her non-stop. It's a given so just don't let me explain. She is the female counterpart of Eddie Vedder in my list of all-time favorite musicians and lyricists. Vedder will also get his chance of discussion in this blog sometime =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhoooo...I have partly finished restoring my music library after my laptop crashed. Supposedly, i'll have it reformatted after making the necesary back-ups but it died all-too-suddenly. It left nothing at all for me. It took away all my research works and initial draft for my baby project. I hurt. Until now. I am still waiting for things to move so to speak. And waiting sucks. And don't ask, I just can't make things move now. I just can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup, the music library is a must, to sustain me, so I am trrrrryyyinggggg. And that's how I have gotten back to Chapman. And to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/tracy+chapman/smoke+ashes_20140265.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smoke and Ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; song (in New Beginning released on November, 1995 but also in her TC Collection album released recently). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been hearing and humming that song forever. But only now that I look up the lyrics that I get to finally sing along correctly (lol). Man alive! What a mockery it is. Probably why I love the song even more (wide, wide, mischievous grin). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just love references to fire. And I love how she puts it: a red hot heart. coolness! "passion fanning love's flame"? Hmmm...it's always a matter of how long you can keep the fire burning, eh? Sheeeessshhhh...you must have a lifelong supply of coal or log. Even solar energy isn't a guarantee. Cause you see, what struck me is something like ahhh...the sun that gives warmth is the very same sun that can leave you wilted? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life's like that. For every action, there is always an equal or opposite reaction. Newton's law of motion, isn't it? Anyway, that makes life more worthwhile I'd say. And then you always have to find the balance so you could get going. You live, you learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm..opposites. Yup, how can you not love both fire and ice? I do. No matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well...at the end of the day, you could only hope that like a phoenix, you would be able to rise from your own ashes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-2267136391068657684?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/2267136391068657684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=2267136391068657684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/2267136391068657684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/2267136391068657684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/04/smoke-and-ashes.html' title='Smoke and Ashes'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-1997770097593219600</id><published>2007-04-18T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T03:23:29.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Interconnectedness or the lack of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rarely that I get affected by news. I hardly read nor watch it. But the news on &lt;a href="http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/"&gt;Virginia Tech shooting&lt;/a&gt; is something that isn't hard to miss. &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/18/us/18victims.html"&gt;None of them I know&lt;/a&gt;, but I feel bad just the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It draws several issues all at once: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;South Korea fearing a political backlash; 'Asians' fearing discrimination; campus security; the issue on &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/18/us/18pistols.html"&gt;gun control&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070418/ap_on_re_eu/virginia_tech_world_view"&gt;gun laws&lt;/a&gt; in the US, etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Random thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I respect that people have their own reason(s) for wanting to own/get one, but I really am not for gun ownership. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I watched the Bowling for Columbine documentary by Michael Moore way way back. There, he not only talked about the Columbine HS massacre but pointed out the numbers on gun-related crimes in the U.S. compared to other developed countries. Ah, to grasp the 'complexity' of gun politics...Or, can we choose the simple economics of it? Like, it's all about the money. There is demand, so there is supply. Tell me about it again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In a perfect world, South Koreans must not be scared of any backlash whatsoever. The offender's act reportedly was his alone and should not reflect the state of mind of the entire South Korean popluation here or in their home country. Hmmm....what perfect world again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Campus security...life's like that. It just cheats on you sometimes, leaving you flat dead! I remember Nino Calinao. Shot in broad daylight too. Pointblank. Inside UP Campus, while waiting for our Econ 101 class (if i'm not mistaken) that was cancelled that day anyway. A case of mistaken identity relating to frat war &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt;. I mean, it's really sad. You go to school and then you die. Is it his fate? Is there really a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time?    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Profile of an offender....loner? never speaks? just by himself all the time? no friends? You ever heard of that cliche, we should hear what people are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; saying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well. keep the spirit stranger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-1997770097593219600?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/1997770097593219600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=1997770097593219600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/1997770097593219600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/1997770097593219600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/04/interconnectedness-or-lack-of-it.html' title='Interconnectedness or the lack of it'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-629289986817028995</id><published>2007-03-20T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:41:23.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in the good old days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5ieVtTvUdo/RgAcp2T8eUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00hrZoMp7e4/s1600-h/class+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044063087934339394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5ieVtTvUdo/RgAcp2T8eUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00hrZoMp7e4/s320/class+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was cleaning my hardrive coz I need to have my laptop reformatted and saw this class pic. I have to smile, sheeezzzhhhh when was this exactly? Meds? Liloch? What class is this IPE? Beats me. Don't even know where I got a copy of this haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/9844828-629289986817028995?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/629289986817028995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=629289986817028995' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/629289986817028995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/629289986817028995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-good-old-days.html' title='in the good old days'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5ieVtTvUdo/RgAcp2T8eUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00hrZoMp7e4/s72-c/class+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-3713594289740975098</id><published>2007-03-08T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:44:33.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nagpapaka-babae ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;'The history of all times, and of today especially, teaches that ... women will be forgotten if they forget to think about themselves.' - - Louise Otto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pero para sa mga nagparamdam sa iba't ibang paraan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Andito pa ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Magpaparamdam ako pag anjan na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Binalik ko na sa ny yung lokasyon ko sa profile ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Hindi ko pinagwawalang bahala mga liham nyo. Di ko lang masagot. Nababasa ko lahat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Oo, syempre magsisipaglakihan na sila. Marami na ang utang ko. Pero sa totoo lang di ko alam mga pangalan nila at kaarawan =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Pasensya na. Suma tutal, wala ring mangyayari. Salamat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Juleegurl: salamat sa valentine card, nakita ko yun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Buddy: maligayang kaarawan. pinagdasal kita nun, at di ko nakalimutan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Bonn: salamat. napangiti mo talaga ako. kita mo naman na inspire pa akong magsulat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Mayang: congrats ulet ke Ysabel nga ba? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Mimi: alam kong magiging bongga galore at masaya ang iyong kasal. mabuhay kayo. wag kalimutang magpakalasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Zenk: email kita ng nobela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Mantak: nyahaha, sana makadalo ako pero kelan ba talaga? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Vie at Sherwin: kelan nga ba? gusto kong makapunta talaga. at oo, ok lang ninang ako pagdating nang panahon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Sly at Macy: congrats. nakita ko pic. ano ulet pangalan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Erga: salamat. natawa ako dun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Mylabs: tingin ko naman ok ka na. malapit nang matapos paghihintay mo. makukuha mo yun. balikan kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hanggang sa muli!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-3713594289740975098?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/3713594289740975098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=3713594289740975098' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/3713594289740975098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/3713594289740975098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/03/nagpapaka-babae-ako.html' title='nagpapaka-babae ako'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-8315115199566926223</id><published>2007-03-01T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:04:08.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sting-y!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sheeeessshhhhhh...Sting and The Police (reunion) concert tickets. Freaking sold-out at ticketmaster. in all venues (within my area). on any price range. on the first day that tickets went on sale. and you go to other ticket sites/distributors and they're all there, all INFLATED!!!! of course, I am being STINGY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyone out there willing to sell tickets to me at their actual price???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-8315115199566926223?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/8315115199566926223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=8315115199566926223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/8315115199566926223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/8315115199566926223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/03/sting-y.html' title='Sting-y!'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-6545678777759936866</id><published>2007-02-16T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T14:05:20.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Empty Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I created a myspace account for networking. Mainly because of my imagined project. &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=145124551&amp;amp;blogID=213620760&amp;MyToken=f5382e94-dc73-49d2-a774-088a5ae97ee8"&gt;This is what I've written there. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I have to admit: I am extremely disappointed and frustrated. All I keep on getting are adult add/band/friend requests. Thanks, but I am not there for dating, for crying out loud! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And while some people e-mailed me directly, all they want to know is my credibility for attempting such a project. This I can tolerate. But man alive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If people can spend hours browsing the web--their respective myspace accounts--what is a couple of hours sharing their thoughts and experiences? By people I meant the second generation Fil-Ams who loiter online. Since they are one of my target groups or sectors. Since they are precisely who I was targeting in myspace. Since they are more at myspace than at friendster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of course, myspace is just one venue I am trying to utilize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to get materials...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The chances of me accomplishing this project is totally a different story. I know that. But what frustrates me is the seeming futility of such an approach. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-6545678777759936866?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/6545678777759936866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=6545678777759936866' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/6545678777759936866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/6545678777759936866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-empty-space.html' title='Big Empty Space'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-509847550713748677</id><published>2007-02-15T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:07:40.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand Consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My newly turned 4-year-old nephew, Gabby, was asking his folks to please get him a new pair of shoes. Specifically, that with a "check". If not that kind, that with "stars" will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is the very same kid who's traumatized with my sistah's recent marriage. Naturally, she and her hubby were inseparable. On the few days the couple spent in Manila prior to their departure, he laments, "I don't like her anymore. She's always with her BOY!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I entered the picture and tried talking to him. But I overheard him saying, "I don't like. I don't know her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesssshhhh....consciousness is a tricky thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say: Gabby, Check, with all-stars!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-509847550713748677?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/509847550713748677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=509847550713748677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/509847550713748677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/509847550713748677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/02/brand-consciousness.html' title='Brand Consciousness'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116949470130389293</id><published>2007-01-22T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:41:31.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I confess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am guilty of sloth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday after work I lingered in Virgin Records and ended up buying 5 cds. Still love them, cds. When I got home I listened like I had a deadline. And sang with Anthony Kiedis &amp; the rest of Red Hot like I'd be having a gig. Until I fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The entire weekend I spent watching the complete season 2 of 24. (8 discs in all). I started it on Saturday around 4pm. I called my friend to cancel our agreed upon gimmick of watching their band's gig somewhere in Queens that night. Told him I decided to meet with Bauer instead. Blame it on the cold weather. Now it really feels like winter, who wants to go out in teh damn cold? Definitely not me. Turned off my phone. Somewhere in the 5th disc I fell asleep, woke up at dawn, continued watching. Slept. Woke up noon-time of Sunday. Started where I ended. Stopped at 5pm. I was on the 7th disc. I was really sooo tired. I needed coffee. And went to church na rin. Home at 7pm, finished the last disc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bottomline: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's the super dedicated Jack Bauer accomplishing the impossible in 24 hours (which left me spent and I was merely watching) . He did not even stop to eat. While I, am just a couch potato. Nyahaha...Now I remember my brother saying: Ate when you die and meet San Pedro, he'll show you a logbook. You'll see that more than half of your life you spent sleeping. What a waste! Me: yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever!!! (Damn jay, I concede. No matter where I am, it doesn't make any difference nyahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116949470130389293?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116949470130389293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116949470130389293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116949470130389293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116949470130389293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-confess.html' title='I confess...'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116924644165236074</id><published>2007-01-19T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:48:35.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Mark'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mark, mark, mark my world he does....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1680/735/1600/521491/mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1680/735/320/59785/mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116924644165236074?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116924644165236074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116924644165236074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116924644165236074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116924644165236074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/01/mark.html' title='The &apos;Mark&apos;'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116778376137045474</id><published>2007-01-02T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T11:05:57.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Thousand and Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instead of writing any resolutions for the new year (crap!) I am writing my all-time faves, or anything at all that made an impact on my existence this past year. They are not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;necessarily in order of importance/preference, but I'm writing at least five per category and I'm numbering them just so they'd look orderly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My 2006 in songs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. No Ordinary Love (Deftones) -- I love Sade but I like this version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Nobody Does it Better (Me First &amp; the Gimme Gimmes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. I Can't Believe (hmmm. forgot her name, sowee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Love Song (311) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. No Brakes (The Bravey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Blessing in Disguise (Tom Vek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. The More You Ignore Me, the Closer I Get (Morrissey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. Gagging Order (Radiohead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. Things That We Do to Each Other (Favourite Sons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. Crazy for You (Madonna) - this always makes it to my list every year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fave Albums Acquired:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Give. Help. Listen (Urban Outfitter's Hurricane Relief CD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. The Best of Morrissey (Grrr..there is no How Soon Is Now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Achtung Baby (U2) - finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Tracy Chapman Collection (it's usually better that way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Happenstance (Rachel Yamagata)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Movies (Hmmm...I remember mostly the recent ones I've seen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Borat - need I say more? -- NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Casino Royale (I'm never a Bond fan but with Craig, I'm an instant convert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Blood Diamond (Even if the reviews say it's too preachy and the political side is shoved upon the viewers, at least it's informative and brings to the fore the many issues in this all-too-capitalist world. But I am most especially concerned about the plight of child soldiers). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Batman Begins (Christian is it? he's under-rated. I think he's good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. X-men (well this series I have always liked so no further explanations)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Scoop (I'm a fan of Woody Allen period. I know, this is not as intense as Matchpoint but it's funny ok? not to mention the gorgeousness of the long time object of my romantic interest-- Hugh Jackman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I haven't seen any tagalog movies at all. No source. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TV Shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Disclaimer: I hate commercials, I can't stand them really so I usually watch TV shows when they're already in DVDs. I stopped watching the news ages ago. I read news on-line. When I do watch TV, I flip channel of course so that's how I'm able to see a lot of shows all at the same time, mostly the re-runs). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. 24 (yeah I got hooked but i've watched it backwards) I am now starting with the very first season, the one they've shown in Pinas but which they dubbed in tagalog so it's annoying so I never saw it while there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. House (long live sarcasm, wit and irony!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Sex and the City; Friends; Seinfeld {Re-runs that I never get tired of watching}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. When all else fails, I do watch and enjoy HGTV, Court TV and documentary channels; Sometimes I leave it on the weather and spanish channels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Notable Books Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Eleven Minutes (Paulo Coelho). &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have always liked Coelho anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. The Devil and Miss Prym (Paulo Coelho) -- tells of the struggle between good and bad among humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Don't Tell Me What Love Is (Dan Rhode) -- a collection of short stories. Well yeah, essentially it responds to the perennial question of "what will you do for love?" They're all strange and twisted but yeah, goes back to the question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Yellow (Janni Visman) -- focuses on the life of a woman who led a very sheltered and orderly life that eventually crumbles down; also dealt with paranoia bordering obsession; a suspense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Play It as It Lays (Joan Didion)-- an ultra depressing story of a mom, a woman, a wife all in one who lost everything, hollywood style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Without Blood (Alissandro Barico) -- a struggle of a gun-for-hire whose crime was witnessed by his victim's daughter whom he couldn't bear to kill and then meeting her several years later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmmm...to those who accuse me of being cold and heartless, I was really affected by this story (sheeeeez....I forgot the title) but if I'm not mistaken, it's in a collection of short stories entitled "Ice Cream." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a classic story: that between bestfriends whose families are feuding; they have adjacent properties divided by a river. Each ordered not to see each other or it's going to be bloody, like whoever crosses the boundary will be shot. On their last secret meeting, they were saying their goodbyes and promised to remain friends. The guy was also going to an ivy-league college, he was the better-off one while the girl is forced to stay in their town since her family's going bankrupt. So anyway, they were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by the river and the girl slipped and knocked her head off the rock (C'mon accidents happen okai?). She was gravely injured and bleeding profusely (yeah super dramatic portrayal). So the guy ran for help but oblivious of where he was going, he veered towards the side of the girl's property. He saw her dad and he was shouting and crying for help and running as fast as he could all at the same time. But the girl's dad, keeping his word, just aimed the shot gun at him and fired, hitting him in the eye and therefore he ended up blind. &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh to be selfless and loving.....Well, but that's how tragedies are supposed to be anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man alive! My thoughts exactly: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Why do men have to own guns? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Seriously, health is wealth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;n the end, what was it all worth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Items most spent on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Shoes (still, dammit!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. CDs (won't change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. vintage shirts (on clothes) oh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. some coats too (I had to, I'm still here! And guess what, it hasn't snowed yet and this winter is one of the warmest they say. Smart ass, I am!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Trips that I really enjoyed: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Michigan (April) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Florida (August)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fave Gift Received: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Ipod I now call Pola&lt;/span&gt; (June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-time Food/Drink: Dunkin's cappuccino (with one sugar); grapes; cherries and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Winner activity: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Red Hot Chilli Peppers' Concert (October)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Activities I would have wanted to do but never got to doing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. seeing a real penguin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. going to California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. learning Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. getting a DL and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. going to a cemetery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm so tired of typing now, and frankly, I think I've covered everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116778376137045474?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116778376137045474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116778376137045474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116778376137045474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116778376137045474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-two-thousand-and-six.html' title='My Two Thousand and Six'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116741473796348512</id><published>2006-12-29T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T18:56:49.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Battery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the subway on my way to work earlier, I noticed that my ipod's battery (Pola, his name) was red. Low batt obviously and I suddenly laughed. Sheeesshhh can't help it, no wonder my seatmate stared oddly a tme. Nothing really, it's just that I recall, when walkman was at its heydey before, you need not even look. You just hear your music simply goes out of tune...Ah I miss that, backmasking nyahaha...rewinding non-stop, looking at the...um how do you call it, counter? Then you have to remember at exactly what number you press the "stop" button so the song you want to hear would play just right on time. Oh and when your cassette tape player is dirty it eats up your tape and you end up pulling that brown thingy and roll it back carefully. sheeesshhhh...I miss that. I wonder if our old cassette player still works. Perhaps not anymore...(sigh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116741473796348512?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116741473796348512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116741473796348512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116741473796348512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116741473796348512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2006/12/low-battery.html' title='Low Battery'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116647033612360658</id><published>2006-12-18T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:28:00.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Durian Durian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are riding a public transportation, YOU MUST SMELL GOOD. Well, I’m already down with the flu, and I have runny nose and all but I could still smell him….I had to change train car! No, I refuse to accept that it’s got something to do with the winter season, or one's nationality, or the kind of food we eat. Yeah, I get that but the more the reason you have to watch your hygiene. Man alive! Sheer courtesy to fellow-commuters?!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Which reminds me of Ging’s story on durian. Ging folks, is one of my favorite guys originally from Davao. He’s a good friend of my co-worker. Last Friday, we met again at a party. He was telling us that during their short vacation in Pennsylvania—they have visiting family friends/relatives from Davao—they brought durian. Knowing that the fruit stinks, they carefully wrapped it in paper. Then, they put it in an orange plastic bag (the likes that are used when you shop at the Chinese grocery stores). Because of the smell, they had to leave the mummified durian by the doorstep of the villa they were staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning, the durian was gone! And find it he must. So he made inquiries with neighbors and one of them told him the garbage has just been collected. So he drove around the compound for about 30 minutes looking after the garbage truck/collector. Alas, he found him, and he was so excited at a glimpse of an orange plastic bag on top of the garbage. And to the collector he goes, “I think you have something that belongs to me”. The collector says, “Really? What is it?” He says, “that orange plastic bag”. “Oh that stinky plastic bag?” the collector said. And he said, “yes, that is my food!” And that is how he got reunited with durian…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I didn’t know ‘til Friday that you don’t harvest them. Instead, you wait ‘til they fall from the tree, which happens at nighttime only. And I haven’t tasted an actual fruit yet. Just those durian flavored candies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline is: One can do something about one’s hygiene. Every human being must and can take a bath with or without hot water! Plus, there are plenty of laundromats...On the other hand, the stinky smell of durian is basically its distinct feature and nothing can be done about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116647033612360658?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116647033612360658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116647033612360658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116647033612360658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116647033612360658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2006/12/durian-durian.html' title='Durian Durian'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116603762491554314</id><published>2006-12-13T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:51:23.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nya-ha-ha-ha! I am laughing out loud seeing &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6R97rZhT2w"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt;. Man alive! I didn't know 'twas this jologs til now, thanks to you tube. I'm tuned in to pandora and it played this song so I you-tubed it and viola! Boyband! eww..... I have always liked this song pa mandin. Yeah, in highschool I listen to "Breathe". My labs, remember this? This was you song for "Gardo" {oh yeah, "spirit" to you} di ba? nyahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116603762491554314?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116603762491554314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116603762491554314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116603762491554314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116603762491554314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2006/12/pretty-boys.html' title='pretty boys'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9844828.post-116582140252437318</id><published>2006-12-11T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:57:27.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>going local &amp; cheesy =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't bear to be ultra sentimental again by reading updates on what happened in Albay. So here I am moving away from that news on to mundane stuff. GO ON JUDGE ME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, we started with Narda. Then came Lumbay of Wickermoss. You should hear this Suntok sa Buwan. I thought it's Nadal's. Kaya pala di ko mahanap, it's actually Session Road's. Btw, to rakistas out there, I'm sorry, I don't know what's the correct term: local or opm? Basta all I meant is Filipino music okai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you like "Lumbay" so much, then this is it's counterpart. Lumbay is for you as Suntok sa Buwan is for me (go figure). The rendition is all that matters in this review, is what I meant. Forget about the cheesy-ness and banality of the lyrics cause that's how a lovesong usually goes 'nyway sa mga local songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember, we were so moved by how "Lumbay" was sung and so we got hooked with it. She radiates super loneliness. The character's so forlorn and dejected, resigned to that sad fate. But I've been listening to this "Suntok sa Buwan" recently (and now on a repeat mode as I write) and I prefer her character for some odd reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though the subjects of each song are both losers basically, I sort of like this "Suntok sa Buwan" persona/rendition. She's also torpe but listen cause she's got angst and zest despite the seeming hopelesness of the relationship. Nanakot pa daw =) but there goes the spirit! Hmmm...HERE YOU CAN'T JUDGE ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ganito na lang...i'll write down the lyrics. you tell me.... Both songs have repetitive lyrics so no sense in rewriting the subsequent paragraphs (with matching repeat 3x ekek). I figured, I was talking about how the artists sang their respective songs, so belatedly, I am adding a link for the video (go, click on the song title and listen =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZBlpM7jVSE"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lumbay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wickermoss}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Paghihintay, sa iyo’ di na alintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pagkalumbay, tila nakasanayan na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Abot kamay ang langit sa tuwing ika’y panaginip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tangi kong inaasam di na yata pa makakamtam&lt;br /&gt;Iniwang pangako ng kahapon na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;umaga’y gigisingin ng sinag ng araw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pag-asa pinawi na ng takot na para bang mananatiling mag-isa&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko ng isipin pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3oUBtYWVNgo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suntok sa Buwan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;{Session Road}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hindi mo ba alam damdamin ko’y pinagtakpan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Makasama ka’y suntok sa buwan&lt;br /&gt;‘Di mo nga alam, mundo mo nga’y iyong tignan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kung ganyan, walang pupuntahan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko ‘to gusto, pero ‘wag kang lalayo&lt;br /&gt;Itanong mo sa akin at tatanungin ko rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kung ika’y aamin lahat ay gagawin&lt;br /&gt;‘Di mo napapansin kailangan mo akong dinggin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;‘Di habang buhay ika’y aantayin&lt;br /&gt;Ito’y aking hiling at sana naman ay tanggapin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ng puso ko’y ‘di nabibitin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, you should listen to "Kwarto" of Sugarfree as opposed to "Narda" of Kamikaze. Male characters. Male dramatics. Male perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmmm..feelings, nothing more than feelings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy birthday Bengali =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9844828-116582140252437318?l=keepthespirit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/feeds/116582140252437318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9844828&amp;postID=116582140252437318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116582140252437318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9844828/posts/default/116582140252437318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthespirit.blogspot.com/2006/12/going-local-cheesy.html' title='going local &amp; cheesy =)'/><author><name>aymi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703411529209935342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04824226740991552928'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>