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Carrido, PTRP&lt;br /&gt;License No. 22258&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-267819483501988447?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/267819483501988447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/commercial.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/267819483501988447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/267819483501988447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/commercial.html' title='COMMERCIAL!'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-6478434118621353272</id><published>2009-09-27T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:15:44.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ondoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I wanted to write something...</title><content type='html'>But I just got too depressed with what just happened. Let's just all pray for the betterment of everyone. Like all of the past shits, we're gonna get through this, I know. It's a phase, a phase that we all don't want to repeat itself. Lesson learned, people. Let's change something. Let's learn from this. Mother Nature is really, really, taking it's toll on us. I'm starting with the man in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to ease a little of the doom that's been covering us, here's a funny vid I got from Lee. 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Nokia's newest offer N900 probably has it all - a 10Mbps 3G HSPDA, WiFi, with 32GB internal storage and 256MB RAM, plus a card slot upto 16GB! Talk about a powerful phone! Wow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now available for pre-orders at nokia.com. For commercial release on October 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2700935603472508743?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2700935603472508743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/introducing-new-nokia-n900.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2700935603472508743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2700935603472508743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/introducing-new-nokia-n900.html' title='Introducing the New Nokia N900'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-937154307561022987</id><published>2009-09-19T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:16:16.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight management'/><title type='text'>Diet is Die with the T</title><content type='html'>I'm on a diet. Seriously. Really. Swear! This time, I really am on a diet, strictly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar, I know. Most of us have said that too many times already, probably the most abused slogan. But yep, recently I just stopped believing in diets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diet is a program of self denial you follow until you've gotten rid of the right number of pounds to get you into the dress you bought for that big event coming up.* Right, that's how we see diet - a punishment for gaining pounds over the holidays, or an in-thing that everyone is just cool doing. We see it as a phase that we have to starve ourselves from the foods we like, and when we're satisfied with the weight we lost, we go back to our before-eating habits. And then gain again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see loosing weight as, weight management, which was defined by my source as a lifetime commitment of changing your health habits, so that the foods you eat are the same foods that are good for you. Sounds better than dieting, right? It's looking at the larger picture, a longer time frame, and a more effective and realistic means of loosing the weight, plus living a healthier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to manage your weight? Let me state some ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Set a goal. A realistic and safe weight loss is at around 1-2 pounds per week. I weigh 135lbs at 5'1", and I set my target weight at 120lbs by the end of the year, so that's practically 3 months or so from now. Losing 15lbs in 3 months is fairly ok, around 1-2lbs a week. Although the ideal weight for my height would range from 106-118lbs, so as to make it more attainable, I set for 120lbs. You can always set short term goals, and for me that's 15lbs off, and from there I will set to lose more and get to my ideal weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Have a food diary. It's not all about what you take in, but also about what triggers the eating. You can place in a column what you took for every meal, how much serving, your mood when you ate, why you chose you ate those, etc. This can show a trend of your eating habit. You will see if you eat more during dinner, or you tend to curb for sweets when your lonely, or when watching TV. From there you can get rid of the "eating triggers". For example, instead of grabbing a chocolate bar when you're sad, try to call a friend and have a nice talk to divert your attention. Or simply, turn off that TV and do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Do NOT think much about the calories of the food you eat. You read it right, do NOT. We've always believed that taking less calories than what we need everyday helps us lose weight. Yes that is true, in the first few weeks of your weight loss attempt. I need to eat less 500 calories a day to lose 2lbs a week. But cutting down on your caloric intake means eating less than what your body needs for your everyday activities. It thus slows down your metabolism, meaning in the long run, your body will adapt and just use what you take in. Getting your body used to using only a thousand calories a day won't anymore help in loosing weight after 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What you need to watch out in your diet would be your fat intake, and not really the calories. A gram of fat has 9 calories, so the fatter the foods you eat, the more calories you take in, more fat is stored in your body, and yes, you gain weight. Almost all fruits and vegetables, except for avocado, are fat free, thus gives you less calories. You can eat more fruits and still feel full without much of the fat and calories you're worried about, rather than eating a bag of chips with 100 calories from fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Eat slowly. People who eat slowly has lesser tendency to gain weight. Try to feel and savor the food you eat. A person usually feel sense of fullness 20 minutes after he/she starts eating, no matter how much he/she ate. Those people who eat really fast don't notice that they have actually taken in too much, and still don't feel full before the 20th minute, and so they tend to still eat more. But those who eat really slow, though unable to finish the whole meal by the 20th minute, would already somehow feel full. A meal should take at least 30 minutes so that aside from pre-digesting your food in your mouth, you're sure to feel fullness, and not to crave for some sweet dessert right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Exercise does the trick. Of course we know that. But never, ever reward yourself with food after a successful, sweaty exercise session. Exercise burns up calories, speeds up your metabolism, and those muscle bulk alone that you build burns much faster than stored fats. Aside from helping you lose weight, exercise most importantly improves the condition of heart and other organs, making you healthier inside and out. It actually gives a person a natural blush on the cheek. It just poses too much benefits after a sweaty session of exercise. A 20-30minutes brisk walking/jogging for beginners like me are enough to warm the body up for a better metabolism through the day. But remember, never ever exercise when you're hungry, especially if you exercise in the morning. Take something as light as oatmeal and wait for about an hour before exercising. Your body will only start burning if you take in something to burn. Plus, exercise triggers hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; Take in fiber. Aside from usual fiber sources are actually fat-free, fiber tend to be digested slower, and thus stays longer on your stomach. In this way you'll feel full for a longer time and somehow suppress hunger pangs. It is also very beneficial in regulating your digestion and bowel movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; And lastly, be determined. Nothing beats that. Before starting an exercise program, ask yourself these questions: Am I willing to exercise after a hard day at work? Will I be able to wake up for exercise after a late night out with friends? Will I still be able to exercise after a break up with my partner? Or death in the family? I mean, think of extreme situations when you just can't at all exercise. If you're determined, you will still be able to, it's just that you have to push yourself harder. Keep in mind all the things you do for managing your weight, and keep up with them. Remember that aside from wanting that lean physique, you more so want no cardiac disease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start managing our bodies, loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Weight Management Manual by KopyKit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-937154307561022987?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/937154307561022987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/diet-is-die-with-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/937154307561022987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/937154307561022987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/diet-is-die-with-t.html' title='Diet is Die with the T'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-8802825677116467920</id><published>2009-09-17T23:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:17:56.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>I Tell You: DO NOT DIET</title><content type='html'>I've been overweight since, well, birth. Weighing almost 3200 grams at birth (within limits of 2500-3500grams), my sister would tell me how big (and dark) I was as a baby. I am the youngest of four and somehow it automatically meant I was spoiled with almost everything, my mother tolerating my love for milk in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dodo"&lt;/span&gt; even when I was already schooling. I loved my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dodo"&lt;/span&gt;, and I was a chubby kid, until my mother decided I should stop using my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dodo"&lt;/span&gt; when I was in first grade. That was when I started to lose weight, and I did lost lots of it. I became almost &lt;a href="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/8yearoldjoice.jpg"&gt;skin and bones&lt;/a&gt;, and of course mother didn't like that. So she had me take some vitamins, and from 20kilos at 9 years old, i became 32kilos when I was 10. And that was the start of me gaining most of my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have much problem with my weight, I wasn't conscious about it, my parents do not care at all about it, in fact they're much ok with me a "healthier" one. I wasn't fed and made believe that I was not beautiful because I was fat. At 13, I weighed 58kilos at a height of 5 feet flat. I had suitors and everything went normal for a highschool kid like me. I was ok with everything, and I seriously never thought of dieting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJdr2uu7zI/AAAAAAAABTA/AVSd_TL99ow/s1600-h/combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJdr2uu7zI/AAAAAAAABTA/AVSd_TL99ow/s320/combined.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382467512668450610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. Thanks pictures for making me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I went on with my highschool life being overly heavy than normal. Since I was doing good academically, and extracurricularly, (I think) my weight didn't bother much of the people around me. I'm not sure why but I was totally unconscious about it. And so goes college. At 16, I weighed 60kilos, at 5'1" during our first physical exam. I was still ok with that. I just didn't care much, or if I did, only for a while. I finished my degree at 21, weighing 65kilos at 5'1", still (I'm sadder about my height hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJjFzSo9cI/AAAAAAAABTI/EgT-gjh14F0/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJjFzSo9cI/AAAAAAAABTI/EgT-gjh14F0/s320/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382473455980049858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My 18th birthday. I looked leaner here, I didn't know how that happened. They said miracles happen when you're turning 18, because after that, I started gaining again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 145lbs, I started noticing I was really, as in really, getting bigger everyday. My BMI reached almost 28, my hips being only 2 inches wider than my waist. Awwww. Talk about borderline obesity and high risk for cardiac problems for almost 1 waist:hip ratio. And so I started cutting down my caloric intake, which like most of what I do, I do good only at first, I just couldn't maintain it. So I focused on exercise (since I can't cut down my food). I went walking around 30 minutes almost everyday under the scorching sunshine... but likewise, I got bored. Or my inborn laziness would probably be the best explanation. In short I never really went into a very serious diet. One time during the summer, I weighed myself and was glad to see I lost 6lbs since my last weight check. Even my not-so-serious weight loss attempts were partly successful. From there I began regularly checking my weight, even without doing anything to lose some of it. I just added oatmeal on my breakfast, and kept my heavy lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I started my training at the hospital, and I weighed 135lbs. That was 10 lbs I lost, and I myself was even surprised about it. I lost that much without being too conscious of getting rid of them. And from there I now want, seriously, to get on my ideal weight which is 110lbs. Oopps, that's whopping 25lbs more I had to lose! Ok let me set my target to 120lbs for now, haha. If I lost 10lbs in 2 months, so 15 lbs would be no-brainer for the next 3 months. Hahahaha. I'm all setting hello 120lbs on December 11 (last day of training).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJrC6UTMOI/AAAAAAAABTQ/yCBEaVdr4t4/s1600-h/chu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJrC6UTMOI/AAAAAAAABTQ/yCBEaVdr4t4/s320/chu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382482202419474658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Graduation (April '09); Oath Taking (Sept '09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love both my dresses! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm actually not about to tell my story here. I was supposed to write something that I read about losing weight, that I believe would be very helpful in motivating people like me in losing all those excess pounds. Being in the Obesity and Weight Management Center just inspires me too much to live healthier. But since my lazy meter already hits extreme, and it's already late, I might do my health blogging tomorrow, so you'll know what I really meant by the title. Yep, just today I don't anymore believed in diet. I'll get on that on my next entry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-8802825677116467920?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/8802825677116467920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-tell-you-do-not-diet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/8802825677116467920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/8802825677116467920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-tell-you-do-not-diet.html' title='I Tell You: DO NOT DIET'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SrJdr2uu7zI/AAAAAAAABTA/AVSd_TL99ow/s72-c/combined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-5109283416952731221</id><published>2009-09-11T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:35:00.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet delights'/><title type='text'>Feet Delights II</title><content type='html'>Last week I got these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqptFFZDv3I/AAAAAAAABSo/Z3ONSi5KbpI/s1600-h/Photo157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqptFFZDv3I/AAAAAAAABSo/Z3ONSi5KbpI/s320/Photo157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380232638961532786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqptgPJE4jI/AAAAAAAABS4/Zic5ZCrKImw/s1600-h/Photo166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqptgPJE4jI/AAAAAAAABS4/Zic5ZCrKImw/s320/Photo166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380233105435320882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream Giselle Bundchen Seeds Life Ipanema Sandals, plus a pair of flip flops from Abercrombie&amp;amp;Fitch. Talk about mother's ♥... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-5109283416952731221?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/5109283416952731221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/feet-delights-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5109283416952731221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5109283416952731221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/feet-delights-ii.html' title='Feet Delights II'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqptFFZDv3I/AAAAAAAABSo/Z3ONSi5KbpI/s72-c/Photo157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-1373754415947903255</id><published>2009-09-08T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:37:05.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons in life'/><title type='text'>What to do with life</title><content type='html'>People are never contented, NEVER EVER contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was texting with a friend and he asked me about my future plans, like going abroad, working there, prolly starting my own family, etc. It took me time to respond to his questions because honestly, I have no plans whatsoever yet. But surprisingly, I was happy with what I told him, and those are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have no plans of working abroad, as I want to establish my profession locally.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to pursue post-graduate studies.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to be a professional blogger (when I'm no longer lazy to blog, sigh).&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to make a life, not a living, as for this moment.&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to be able to do things for myself, and by myself.&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to learn piano, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to learn how to do make up! Believe me, it saves a lot of money. I did my own make up during my oath taking and that's Php950 savings. See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just some of the things I plan to do when I'm still young and have all the time to do them. I want to have fun, do the things I want, earn my own money, and still save for my future. If I'll be able to financially help my loved ones, that would be good but as for now that I can't, I'm just not wanting to be a burden to them. I'm 21 (turning 22), I know I should start acting like an adult. I am an adult. And I'm excited starting to live my adult life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently on training in a hospital and for some reason I still feel like bumming. I am never contented with what I currently do. I am never satisfied with how things are turning out for me. But I'm totally fine with that because with discontentment, I yearn to do greater things. I look forward to bigger opportunities. I want to explore things that are far beyond my boundaries, and for those reasons, I'm happily loving my dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am happy where I am now. Being unhappy is totally different from being discontented. I am a dreamer, an idealist. I'm happy I'm not being stagnant. I'm proud I'm moving forward. I'm young, I have a life. I'm discontented, but I'm totally loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do with life? I say dream on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this picture from postrejects, which is exactly explains my point of not pressuring yourself too much when your young. Enjoy life! It's all worth the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqZPoCdja5I/AAAAAAAABSg/C_bFaMOJzCw/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqZPoCdja5I/AAAAAAAABSg/C_bFaMOJzCw/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379074354214824850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm turning 22 and that question still haven't bothered me that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-1373754415947903255?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/1373754415947903255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-to-do-with-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1373754415947903255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1373754415947903255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-to-do-with-life.html' title='What to do with life'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SqZPoCdja5I/AAAAAAAABSg/C_bFaMOJzCw/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4079922462221469407</id><published>2009-08-29T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:45:57.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='francis magalona'/><title type='text'>Three Stars and a Sun</title><content type='html'>I think the Magalona kids rock.&lt;p&gt;Here's Arkin Magalona singing Mga Kababayan Ko with Gloc 9.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="240" height="180"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8fpVdzJuaQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think he's really charming (i'm talking about Gloc9 haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's the coolest Clara Santita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplLJTvMb5I/AAAAAAAABSI/Q8si3Y_rbng/s1600-h/clara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplLJTvMb5I/AAAAAAAABSI/Q8si3Y_rbng/s320/clara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375410253532524434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rocker princess she is ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Saab. I've been a reader of her blog since Doods-time. She looks most like FM of all them siblings (for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplMGiNrorI/AAAAAAAABSQ/pKXKdFQ5Xls/s1600-h/saab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplMGiNrorI/AAAAAAAABSQ/pKXKdFQ5Xls/s320/saab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375411305390514866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love her jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frank's really gwapo, but so far no one beats Arkin's charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplMptlKaNI/AAAAAAAABSY/IGaCoAsSV4k/s1600-h/eon+buendia+and+arkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplMptlKaNI/AAAAAAAABSY/IGaCoAsSV4k/s400/eon+buendia+and+arkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375411909737212114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eon Buendia and Arkin Magalona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahclara.tumblr.com"&gt;photo 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://saabmagalona.tumblr.com"&gt;photo 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://google.com"&gt;photo 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4079922462221469407?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4079922462221469407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-stars-and-sun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4079922462221469407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4079922462221469407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-stars-and-sun.html' title='Three Stars and a Sun'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SplLJTvMb5I/AAAAAAAABSI/Q8si3Y_rbng/s72-c/clara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4996646674945684853</id><published>2009-08-26T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:46:51.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanging ina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAGPUAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa isang pampasaherong Fx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MGA TAUHAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batang babae (~4 na taong gulang)&lt;br /&gt;Mommy ng bata (medyo maganda, sexy, at siguro nasa 20's pa lang)&lt;br /&gt;Ako (echoserang froglet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unang Tagpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Kumusta exam mo kanina? Anung mga tinanong ng teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Yung mga color. Yellow, blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Nasagot mo ba ng tama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Opo Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Anu pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Yung mga sound ng animals... Limang nga yung tinanong na sound eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Wow.. Ano yung mga tinanong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Ganito Mommy... Meowwwww.... Meowwwwww... Ikaw nga Mommy gayahin mo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Meoooowwwww... Meowwwwww... Oh anong sound yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Pusa! Meron pa Mommy... Arrrrrrrffff! Arrrrrffff! Ikaw naman Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Arrrrrffff! Arrfffff! Ano namang sound  yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Aso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Anu pang iba? Sabi mo lima yung tanong na sounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Ahmmmm... Meowwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Hay nako, siguro mali yung sagot mo no? Eh eto anong animal to. Sssssssssssss.... sssssssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Meowwwwww.... Meowwwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Hay hindi mo alam no, diba nireview natin yun? Pag "sssss....", snake yun. Anu pa yung iba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Ah Mommy, bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Ganito yung bird diba? Tweeet tweeeeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Mommy di ganun. Ganito. Hoooooh. Hooooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Ah. Yung iba ano pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Di ko na alam Mommy. Tanong mo na lang kay Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Eh bakit ko kay Teacher itatanong eh ikaw yung nag-exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Kay Teacher mo itatanong kase hindi ko alam ang sagot, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: Ikaw pag marami kang mali sa exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako&lt;/span&gt;: Natatawa lang habang nakikinig sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikalawang Tagpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumakanta ng "Pano na Kaya" ni Bugoy Drilon ang bata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;: Pano na kaya.. hmmmm.. (sabay hinawakan sa pisngi si Mommy na para bang sina Sheryl Cruz at Romnick Sarmienta na nagduduet sa Eat Bulaga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;: (sinabayan si Bata sa pagkanta, at hinawakan din ang pisngi ng anak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako&lt;/span&gt;: (sa isip ko) Bibong bibo yung bata, nakakatuwa. Bibong bibo din si Mommy, nakakatawa! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig talaga ng mga nanay. Kahit kahihiyan nila di na importante, basta para sa anak. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4996646674945684853?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4996646674945684853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/mothers-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4996646674945684853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4996646674945684853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/mothers-love.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Love'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-6644312909819122702</id><published>2009-08-22T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:38:58.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QandA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postrejects'/><title type='text'>My First Question and Answer Portion</title><content type='html'>I just had ten (10) submissions today from my question box. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: What's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: If you're asking about the blog, it's my pseudo-magazine/entertainment/whatevs blog. If you're asking about this form, it's where you can ask/tell me anything you want. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: :-) One liners are really uso, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: English-in mo to: Pang-ilang presidente ng Pilipinas si GMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hahaha seriously? Hmmm. Ok IDK! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hi! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: Kamukha mo si yasmin kudi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ahmm eh sino po yun? Hehe if it's Yasmin Kurdi, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q:wer na po ung txtm8s blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: You mean the entry for those wanting textmates? Erase na po yun me eh, pero kung want you po, pede you po advertise pa din here number you po. Thank you po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: sun cellular free internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ahmm, eh? If you're looking for it, it's here: http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/free-mobile-internet-for-sun-cellular.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Thanks for trying :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: pink;"&gt;Q: hi joice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hi! Hu u? Hehe :D I must know you. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, my first batch of submissions. Thanks to all who submitted their queries, I actually thought some people really visits this page and takes time to read the sidebar, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some of you still doesn't know, I have this form on my sidebar just below my blog description. You can write anything you want-- questions, compliments (weee!), or whatever, and let me publish them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my picture for today still from &lt;a href="http://postrejects.blogspot.com/"&gt;postrejects&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/So7MZDfui6I/AAAAAAAABSA/kDTtbVNNhBI/s1600-h/sissy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/So7MZDfui6I/AAAAAAAABSA/kDTtbVNNhBI/s400/sissy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372456136306756514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-6644312909819122702?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/6644312909819122702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-question-and-answer-portion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6644312909819122702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6644312909819122702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-question-and-answer-portion.html' title='My First Question and Answer Portion'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/So7MZDfui6I/AAAAAAAABSA/kDTtbVNNhBI/s72-c/sissy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4341757686953216587</id><published>2009-08-20T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:11:05.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Derek Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Milby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bea Alonzo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And I Love You So'/><title type='text'>REVIEW: And I Love You So</title><content type='html'>My Rating: ★ ★ ★ and a half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Drama, Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bea Alonzo, Sam Milby, Derek Ramsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also starring: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Connie Reyes, Candy Pangilinan, Nikki Gil, Maricar Reyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lara&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Bea Alonzo) marries her boyfriend for five years, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oliver&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Derek Ramsey) at 23. It was that perfect ideal love story until Oliver dies of aneurysm, five months after the wedding, as he grants Lara's wish for her 24th birthday, and that is for them to dance. Lara succumbs to depression upon Oliver's untimely death, until he met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Sam Milby) who was then just a tenant on Lara and Oliver's condo unit, but turns out be Lara's reviving soul. Chris made Lara appreciate life and love again, which she thought was being unfaithful to her deceased husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris has his own story of losing his wife but managed to move on by being somewhat a player, which Lara at first didn't like. In the long run of their friendship the two fell in love but Lara decided to let Chris go as she decides to find and mend her broken heart, to be able to love again wholly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I Liked: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story in itself is ok, more mature, and talks about more serious life matters. It really got me wondering on how painful it is to lose that one great love of your life in a second at the most unexpected time, I mean, what can be more painful than that? I think Bea acted well enough to give life to Lara's character, but she almost always give that same attack. She's good, but I was looking for something else new (definitely not her bikini).  Sam's acting was all okay, too, and I liked his rugged look here. Aside from making him look more masculine, it gave him more room to act as a real actor (without showcasing much of his looks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I Didn't Like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some scenes bored me. I found some of them really flat, and I just waited for the next cut to flash. It's not the movie that can get you excited and wanting more scene after scene (at least for me). The conflict, in my opinion, is a bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitin&lt;/span&gt;. I would've wanted more Coney-Bea confrontation scenes, but there were only few. I also was not happy about the dead Derek being present in most of Bea's 'alone' scenes, I don't know I'm just not convinced that someone would actually know what a dead person would say in times like those. And if it was that easy talking to the dead, then we might find several people talking to themselves like lunatics. Hehe. I also didn't like the ending. I'm a hater for [inserttimeframehere] later thing, and aside from that, the ending didn't justify the whole story at all. As I said, the story was more mature, but the ending turned out to be just one of those teenyboppers. Gah! Although it's a fact that we Filipinos are a sucker for happy endings. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last and very thing I didn't like is that, it has a real good trailer. The trailer was very promising, and I was expecting a lot of twists and all in the movie. But since it was very good, the 30second trailer almost showed the whole movie! Except for Sam's whole story, that is. Most of the heavy scenes were in the trailer and, yes, it sort of disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Favorite Scenes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bea-Sam confrontation scene during Candy Pangilinan's wedding, although I was really bothered by Bea's teeth! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;2) The last confrontation scene between Coney Reyes and Bea before she goes to Candy's wedding. It showed how a real mother would want her daughter to be happy, and a daughter who wants her in laws to be happy by knowing just how much she loved their son.&lt;br /&gt;3) Sam-Maricar scene with the lawyers. It wasn't really emotional but I think Sam delivered really well that I cried.&lt;br /&gt;4) Candy Pangilin insists Lara's not there and keeps Chris from getting into the school.&lt;br /&gt;5) "Lalabas na ang baby!!!!!!!!" That was really cute! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaye (Coney Reyes): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totoo nga yatang pinalitan mo na ang anak ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You may loved him longer, but that doesn't mean I loved him any less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's the best thing that ever happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can he be the best thing, if all he did was make you afraid of living your life without him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara: (to Kaye) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry because I lived, and Oliver died. &lt;/span&gt;(or something like that, hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm afraid that if I let you go, the right time might never come for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa lahat ng bagay na tama, may tamang panahon.&lt;/span&gt; (or parang ganun. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't mind being second place in your heart, coz you're first in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chua: (Talks to Lara after Oliver died) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi naman pwedeng patay ang business ko, kase tenant patay din!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male student: (runs out of classroom and screams) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lalabas na ang baby!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha those are just few, I actually can't remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave it three and a half stars. Good movie, but not good enough to make me want to watch it again. I was actually comparing it to One More Chance, which never fails to make me cry even after 468 times of watching it over at CinemaOne. But nevertheless, I wouldn't recommend not to watch it, because it still is worth Php160.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Some scenes in the trailer I did not see in the movie. Or was I just not paying attention? IDK.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. Nikki Gil's character was a bummer! Weeeeh she only said I think two lines, or even less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4341757686953216587?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4341757686953216587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/review-and-i-love-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4341757686953216587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4341757686953216587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/review-and-i-love-you-so.html' title='REVIEW: And I Love You So'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2520320585872275704</id><published>2009-08-17T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:08:29.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebuko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>FEATURE: Facebuko</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; just got a little more entertaining! Our favorite TV and movie stars, sports icons, commercial and image models, even movie and cartoon characters, are &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;-ing, or I have to say, &lt;a href="http://facebuko.com/"&gt;Facebuko&lt;/a&gt;-ing that is. Here are some of my favorite laughs-at:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli5bamZUI/AAAAAAAABRo/5dSIGi2r1dY/s1600-h/metaphor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli5bamZUI/AAAAAAAABRo/5dSIGi2r1dY/s400/metaphor.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932769367418178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli43TCsgI/AAAAAAAABRg/lGS5fdRxbuQ/s1600-h/gas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli43TCsgI/AAAAAAAABRg/lGS5fdRxbuQ/s400/gas.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932759672041986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli4hDCSaI/AAAAAAAABRY/aSjkvg3Z-zk/s1600-h/dick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli4hDCSaI/AAAAAAAABRY/aSjkvg3Z-zk/s400/dick.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932753699326370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli4CNxLII/AAAAAAAABRQ/UN-gW5rRM1g/s1600-h/champion.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli4CNxLII/AAAAAAAABRQ/UN-gW5rRM1g/s400/champion.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932745422843010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SoljO72BeSI/AAAAAAAABR4/qsj35mwu0Q4/s1600-h/sy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SoljO72BeSI/AAAAAAAABR4/qsj35mwu0Q4/s400/sy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370933138849626402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahahaha LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now come see them for yourself at &lt;a href="http://facebuko.com/"&gt;Facebuko&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;click the photos for larger view!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2520320585872275704?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2520320585872275704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/feature-facebuko.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2520320585872275704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2520320585872275704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/feature-facebuko.html' title='FEATURE: Facebuko'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Soli5bamZUI/AAAAAAAABRo/5dSIGi2r1dY/s72-c/metaphor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2558290627032148336</id><published>2009-08-16T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:08:03.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian'/><title type='text'>I'm Looking For...</title><content type='html'>Everything about this pretty lady:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sob4fZ8ww0I/AAAAAAAABRA/6ubLMceWSIk/s1600-h/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sob4fZ8ww0I/AAAAAAAABRA/6ubLMceWSIk/s320/pretty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370252824111268674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly even her name I have no idea. But I saw her in an Asian movie (I'm not sure what, hehe), and from her looks and those other actors in that movie I think she's either an Indian or a Thai (I'm guessing more like Thai). If anyone who knows her comes across this blog, then kindly hit that comment button and tell me what you know about her. I love how she looks. And I think she has some real sexy lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sob5Hf-FeQI/AAAAAAAABRI/B1j7eKvX5KA/s1600-h/lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sob5Hf-FeQI/AAAAAAAABRI/B1j7eKvX5KA/s200/lips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370253512922200322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;won't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2558290627032148336?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2558290627032148336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-looking-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2558290627032148336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2558290627032148336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-looking-for.html' title='I&apos;m Looking For...'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sob4fZ8ww0I/AAAAAAAABRA/6ubLMceWSIk/s72-c/pretty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2954580711697919665</id><published>2009-08-14T02:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:40:33.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Completely Worthy</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been thinking lots about my future. IDKW. I have never been anxious about tomorrow atleast in the past five or so years of my life. I live day to day, taking one step at a time and enjoying every minute of it, but recently I frequently find myself visualizing what will be of me in a year, five years, or ten years' time. I know it's normal, but for my kind of disposition, I think it's a little not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past days I've been pseudo-constantly job hunting, submitting every single requirement for almost all of the institutions I could think of. I go out of the house in my job hunting-ish look - that semi-almost-not-corporate attire with high heels, with a girly shoulder bag, and of course carrying bunch of papers inside an envelope, the very usual of the job hunters, haha. When I seriously think about what I'm doing, I can't believe I'm actually looking for a job, and a serious one that is. I'm the youngest of four and seing my elder siblings do their professional work is a normal sight but seeing myself as a professional just still doesn't sink in. I've been a professional too for, what, two weeks? Hahaha. I'm not rushing things, I still enjoy ultimately bumming around, sleeping late and waking up at 11am, being online for most of the day, and just thinking about what to eat for brunch and dinner. But I know I have to start now. I can't forever be bumming (but I would love that hahaha)! And yes, now I envy college students who just have to think about their P.E. practice, their Comparative Anatomy Lab exam, where to hang out after class, where to celebrate after major exams, how to pass Theology, or how to change thesis results. I admit I sometimes subtly wish I was a student again, where all I have to think about is myself and my grades - very selfish of me. Hehehe. If this job hunting phase didn't turn out to be ok, then I'll probably be in med school next year. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from being tiring, I have some serious problems about job hunting. Number one would be choosing what to wear. When I was asked to come for my first job interview, they said I must wear corporate attire, that I don't even know what is technically. I'm just glad my sisters are there to help me find something decent to wear. After that first interview, I was asked again to come back the next day for another line of interview and my first thought was, "Shhoot what shall I wear?!!", noting she told me to wear my "best corporate attire" for that part. With the help again of my sisters, I found pair of top and bottom appropriate for it, not the best tho, but passable enough for a corporate attire. Another thing would be doing make up. Of course I have to put on even a little so my oil mine face won't bother the interviewer much, but my main problem is, HOW?! Good thing, my sister has several make up sets given my our dear mother, from eye shadows, cheek tints, lip colors, mascaras and all. So I just mixed a little and matched some to just give color to my face to add to that 'corporate look'. And the very last thing about job hunting? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is that I can't find one&lt;/span&gt;. How sad and frustrating can that be, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in the allied medical field, I always believed, is a really selfless profession. I may sound emo-ish but having to treat patients and make them well is definitely worth more than any money you could get from it. Having them say simple thank you's is just too overwhelming, more than a simple thank you from someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of my patients back in my internship. I loved them. It may seem a bit unprofessional, but I always tend to get emotionally involved with them. I feel them. Most of them I really became friends with, while some I felt motherly love from. I like the fact that my profession deals with real people, not numbers, not computers, not buildings, not papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss that feeling. It's not that I haven't helped anyone, or haven't felt friendship and love since March, but giving that help, and getting that much appreciation from someone who used to be a complete stranger, just always awes me. It makes me more confident of what I do, makes me want to do better, makes me want to give the bestest of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that after all these job hunting mode that I find almost unenjoyable, it will all be worth it. I will, hopefully, be able to do again the things that I enjoy most, and those are caring for my clients, making them satisfied, making them well, and making them more confident in things they thought they couldn't do anymore before me. The starting phase is always the hardest, that's a known fact. And once I get there, I'm sure I'll never be more satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always pray I won't lose the idealism and enthusiasm. PT has always been pure ♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got a bit emotional towards the end of this post, here's something funny for my picture of the day from &lt;a href="http://postrejects.blogspot.com/"&gt;postrejects&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SoRqBkmwj5I/AAAAAAAABQ4/OUvDzSJ18mY/s1600-h/butIthoughtiwasgryffindor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SoRqBkmwj5I/AAAAAAAABQ4/OUvDzSJ18mY/s400/butIthoughtiwasgryffindor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369533230971129746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;don't you think Facebook is the most powerful thing in this world right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if you're learning to do your own make up like me, you might want to like to visit &lt;a href="http://www.askmewhats.com/"&gt;Nikki's blog&lt;/a&gt;, which I find really really helpful. She's a guru!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2954580711697919665?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2954580711697919665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/completely-worthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2954580711697919665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2954580711697919665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/completely-worthy.html' title='Completely Worthy'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SoRqBkmwj5I/AAAAAAAABQ4/OUvDzSJ18mY/s72-c/butIthoughtiwasgryffindor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-7452582836550523647</id><published>2009-08-08T03:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T04:59:03.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skinny jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles and Keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Havaianas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipanema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flats'/><title type='text'>Feet Delights</title><content type='html'>I never really liked shopping - I hate walking around crowded malls and carrying heavy bags of stuff for hours. I only go to the mall whenever I need to buy something, or if I need some cool air without thinking of our own electric bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday was a holiday, thanks to the Aquino family, so my sisters and I went to Robinson's Place in Ermita to actually find some things to buy. I don't have anything in mind that I wanted to buy, so I just went and look around and maybe I can find something I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first shop we went in was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles&amp;amp;Keith&lt;/span&gt;, since Ate Joy was really looking for a pair of high heeled shoes for her event this Saturday. Talk about shoe galore, and I can say they really have very nice sets of foot wears of all types - high heels, wedges, flats, sandals, slip ons, peep toes, and all those. Though a bit pricey for jobless people like me, I can attest that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles&amp;amp;Keith&lt;/span&gt; foot wears are still a good buy since they, let's say, are durable and are very stylish (my sister has been using several pairs already). Anyway, so she ended up buying a really nice silver high heeled peep toe with some accent on the vamp, which looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyGkTaDyiI/AAAAAAAABQA/UK2-TCSisZY/s1600-h/charles+and+keith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyGkTaDyiI/AAAAAAAABQA/UK2-TCSisZY/s320/charles+and+keith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367312814161775138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not the actual shoe though, but that's pretty much it except that the accent isn't a ribbon, it's more like just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a 'something' on top. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;picture from &lt;a href="http://charleskeith.com/"&gt;charleskeith.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a pair that I liked, but since I said it was too pricey for me, I just contented myself drooling over it. It's a simple black not-so-strappy thong flat sandals, that when I fitted, I know belongs to my pretty big feet size. I liked it so much that I already alotted my first pay for it, hahaha, which on second thought means I might not be able to have lunch for several days. HAHAHA. I can't find a picture of it online, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Jen (my other sister) was also looking for a pair of office shoes and found a pair from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Celine&lt;/span&gt;. Again, I had myself liking a cute pair of beige not-so-strappy sandals (think I'm a fan of that, no? hehe). But since as early as then I was already saving for my hankered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles&amp;amp;Keith&lt;/span&gt; pair, I opt not to look anymore and torture myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So since that day I was really looking for some shoes over the internet but none has really got me liking since that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles&amp;amp;Keith&lt;/span&gt;. So I guess I'm really buying it in the future, I do hope soon. I remember some months ago my mother asked me what pasalubong i like and I said I want an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ipanema Gisele Bundchen Seeds Life&lt;/span&gt; sandals, the color same as this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyLQux-guI/AAAAAAAABQI/_1vCotq61NU/s1600-h/Life_Beige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyLQux-guI/AAAAAAAABQI/_1vCotq61NU/s320/Life_Beige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367317975470605026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipanemaflipflops.co.uk/gisele/gisele-ipanema-flip-flops-life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But she said she couldn't find one so she sent me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Havaianas Fit Thong&lt;/span&gt; sandals instead, almost the same color though.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyLqU6DMwI/AAAAAAAABQQ/FKHyxbliPEY/s1600-h/6901-908075-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyLqU6DMwI/AAAAAAAABQQ/FKHyxbliPEY/s320/6901-908075-d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367318415201743618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zappos.com/"&gt;picture source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I'm liking my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Havs&lt;/span&gt;, but I still would want that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GB Life&lt;/span&gt; sandals (which is much more expensive than this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fit Thong&lt;/span&gt; sandals). From my point of view &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Havaianas&lt;/span&gt; proves to last longer and thus I can say more durable, because my first pair is I think more or less 4 years old now, and still very functional, the prints are still very clear, and almost didn't thin at all. I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ipanema&lt;/span&gt; designs better though, I think they got more variety, and I also like it more when it comes to comfort. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ipanema&lt;/span&gt; sandals contour much better on my almost high-arched feet, but the pair I bought some two years ago has its prints fading already. But I'm really really hankering for that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GB Life&lt;/span&gt; pair, and of course if ever, my first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles&amp;amp;Keith&lt;/span&gt; foot wear. Wooo I think I'm in love with foot wear right now. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyUvbk1DQI/AAAAAAAABQo/S-vVN5LJVCA/s1600-h/Photo164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyUvbk1DQI/AAAAAAAABQo/S-vVN5LJVCA/s200/Photo164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367328398495780098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so the shopping went. I also ended up buying these pair of checkered skinny jeans from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kashieca&lt;/span&gt; for only 450 bucks. Definitely a steal! I like their pants because since it's a local brand, I don't have to fold them, or have them cut. Hehe! It perfectly fits my not-so-gifted vertical measure. Plus plus plus, it's on sale! Haha that would have to be the best thing about shopping for me. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need some new bedroom slippers too. The pink fluffy Minnie Mouse slippers that I'm wearing in the photo was a gift from my friend Marvin two Christmas-es ago. They're still comfy but the color has almost turned dark. Haha. So yeah, a new pair of bedroom slippers will be an addition to my on-list feet delights. Gaaahhh I really need to have my own money now. WORK, where are you? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-7452582836550523647?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/7452582836550523647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/feet-delights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/7452582836550523647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/7452582836550523647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/feet-delights.html' title='Feet Delights'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnyGkTaDyiI/AAAAAAAABQA/UK2-TCSisZY/s72-c/charles+and+keith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-202870431222962203</id><published>2009-08-06T01:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:14:51.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freebies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun cellular'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opera mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free mobile internet'/><title type='text'>Free Mobile Internet for Sun Cellular Subscribers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnnHFV9QX3I/AAAAAAAABPw/0302tiYdwtA/s1600-h/DSC06833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnnHFV9QX3I/AAAAAAAABPw/0302tiYdwtA/s320/DSC06833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366539325596000114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been enjoying my free mobile internet for some months already, so I think it's time to share this free pleasure for internet &lt;s&gt;addicts&lt;/s&gt; lovers like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is for Sun Cellular subscribers ONLY. You have to have at least Php11 load (I suggest) to do this. I am using &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sony Ericsson Z310i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to first activate your Sun Internet and MMS. The easiest way is to call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun Customer Service&lt;/span&gt; (dial 200) and have them send you the settings. All you have to do is save all the settings on your phone. In my case, they only sent me the Internet settings (GPRS and WAP) but not the MMS settings, and they said I had to call Sony Ericsson CS (from a landline) and ask for it from them. I did what they instructed and after some minutes I had my GPRS and MMS working already. You can also send &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTIVATE to 2300&lt;/span&gt; and the settings will also be sent to you. As far as I know, these steps won't deduct a cent on your cellphone load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After activation, you have to download the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opera Mini &lt;/span&gt;browser on your phone. You can do this by following any of these steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Go to &lt;a href="http://mini.opera.com/"&gt;http://mini.opera.com &lt;/a&gt;using your mobile browser (normal browsing rate is Php10/30mins, but don't worry because Sun doesn't deduct them at once). It will automatically scan your phone model and give you the download link specific for your phone. Click the link and set a folder where you want to save the Opera Mini application.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have a laptop with an internet connection at hand, go to &lt;a href="http://opera.com/mini/download/"&gt;http://www.opera.com/mini/download/&lt;/a&gt; and enter your cellphone number on the box on step no. 2, and then enter the text below it. You will a receive an SMS with a link to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opera Mini&lt;/span&gt; download page. Click it to connect to the internet and it will again automatically scan your phone model. Download the Opera Mini browser set for your phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can also try to download the browser on your PC or laptop, then transfer it to your phone using Bluetooth or USB.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnnHs6E9G6I/AAAAAAAABP4/2k3uehO3DVY/s1600-h/DSC06834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnnHs6E9G6I/AAAAAAAABP4/2k3uehO3DVY/s200/DSC06834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366540005306866594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Once you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opera Mini&lt;/span&gt; installed on your phone, try opening it. It will ask at first to run the test connection. After that, you can use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opera Mini&lt;/span&gt; whenever, wherever, and for whatever reason you like. Homepage should look something like the picture above, and if your &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/dhjioisce"&gt;plurking&lt;/a&gt;, mobile view is like this picture on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing because you don't have to set or change any of the settings. You just have to have good reception, run Opera Mini, and you're online. &lt;a href="http://mail.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo! Mail&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dhjioisce.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/dhjioisce"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dhjioisce"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://google.com.ph/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;, even Facebook, works great as well (sometimes you have to constantly erase cache and history tho, to save memory). If I'm out of the house I use this to check emails, even pending blog comments, facebook updates and it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very best thing about this is that it's totally free! It will eat up you load at first, but once you get zero balance, it still will work. That's why I suggest you have to have at least 11 pesos load so you can download it directly on your phone, and once Sun deducts it, your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opera Mini&lt;/span&gt; will still work! How great's that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trick also works great on Smart and Globe prepaid subscribers. Setting it up is much toxic tho, but if you want to learn how might as well visit &lt;a href="http://silentfrequencies.blogspot.com/2008/12/browse-net-for-free-with-opera-mini.html"&gt;Euan's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-202870431222962203?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/202870431222962203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/free-mobile-internet-for-sun-cellular.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/202870431222962203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/202870431222962203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/free-mobile-internet-for-sun-cellular.html' title='Free Mobile Internet for Sun Cellular Subscribers'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnnHFV9QX3I/AAAAAAAABPw/0302tiYdwtA/s72-c/DSC06833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-5915328579607090572</id><published>2009-08-01T13:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:16:38.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandara park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park bom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2NE1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star circle quest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minji'/><title type='text'>FEATURE: 2NE1</title><content type='html'>I have been watching Korean films for the past months, but I just recently learned about their music. Korean music, as I hear it, is the very definition of pop. They are catchy, dance-able and sing-able. Their music is something you will listen to when you just want to move your shoulders and hips a bit. Most of them are group artists, some even having eight members or more, which makes it a little more like a dance group. Haha. But anyways, I have been listening to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2NE1&lt;/span&gt; songs recently, and so far I'm liking them, not because &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sandara Park&lt;/span&gt;'s there (I think she's cute, but she just can't sing), but I find their songs really easy to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of you have already heard of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2NE1&lt;/span&gt;, it's the Korean girl group where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sandara Park&lt;/span&gt;, the former Star Circle Quest first runner up (2004), belongs. There are four girl members, and they do the sing and dance thing like any other Korean groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2NE1 Members:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CL&lt;/span&gt; (18)&lt;br /&gt;lead singer, rapper&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who does the narration at the start of their every song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Minji&lt;/span&gt; (15) --&gt; really young huh!&lt;br /&gt;lead singer, rapper&lt;br /&gt;She does most of the raps in the song Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dara&lt;/span&gt; (24)&lt;br /&gt;vocals&lt;br /&gt;Of course you know her, Sandara Park. It's nice to find her dancing hiphop well, I mean after those In or Out, or Ang Ganda Ko moves. She definitely has improved on the dancing part, but on the singing, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bom&lt;/span&gt; (25)&lt;br /&gt;vocals&lt;br /&gt;She's the one wearing like a Superman outfit in the Fire music video (underwear on top, I mean!). But I find this girl really pretty, and she's can pass as one of those really pretty Korean actresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have some covers and the one that really had me the LSS is their remake of Chris Brown's Say Goodbye. But this original song that I particularly liked is I Don't Care, it's just really cute and catchy! Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2X1LeryuEo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2X1LeryuEo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm posting download links for their songs, so you watch out for that. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eainmatnyo.com/2009/04/2ne1-members-biography.html"&gt;info source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;video source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-5915328579607090572?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/5915328579607090572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/feature-2ne1.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5915328579607090572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5915328579607090572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/feature-2ne1.html' title='FEATURE: 2NE1'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-6684322534544508395</id><published>2009-08-01T02:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:30:43.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ala paredes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons in life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free mobile internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>My Lessons for Today</title><content type='html'>I thought I needed to quote this from &lt;a href="http://ala-ism.pansitan.net/"&gt;Ala Paredes&lt;/a&gt;' blog. I found it a really sensible and clever comment regarding what's IN right now - being online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I hate how not being on Facebook equates to falling off the edge of the earth."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Narcissists love social networking. On the internet, you can be your own PR Secretary and image consultant. You can choose how to present yourself to the world. You can make yourself look real good through the right profile pictures, and by saying the right things on your info page. And if you're hip, loved, funny, or at the very least popular on the internet (for better of for worse) then it must carry over to real life. Right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Technology should enrich our lives, not replace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social networking sites were built to enhance relationships, not substitute it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Blog entries can be based on the life we live, but it shouldn't be the other way around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest of the entry &lt;a href="http://ala-ism.pansitan.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. Belated happy birthday to my highschool buddy, Eman, who still hasn't grown hair on his armpits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.p.s. Happy 1st of August! August has been one of my favorite months of the year since five years ago. Annyong kyeseyo! *Korean pose*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my picture for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnNFdudZdPI/AAAAAAAABPo/Quqs0U6wfeI/s1600-h/Internets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnNFdudZdPI/AAAAAAAABPo/Quqs0U6wfeI/s400/Internets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364707958118249714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Exactly my point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://postrejects.blogspot.com/"&gt;picture source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-6684322534544508395?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/6684322534544508395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-lessons-for-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6684322534544508395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6684322534544508395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-lessons-for-today.html' title='My Lessons for Today'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnNFdudZdPI/AAAAAAAABPo/Quqs0U6wfeI/s72-c/Internets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-211586607786567647</id><published>2009-08-01T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:21:34.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ala paredes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>The Reader</title><content type='html'>Aside from being a blogger myself, I can consider me being a faithful reader, be it online journals, or printed books. Reading gives me a lot of new information, in addition to those I need and find really helpful. I must say bloghopping, or reading blogs for non-bloggers, has been one of my viced addictions for the past two years or so. I find reading about other people's stories really entertaining and educational at the same time. It's more like reading an unedited script for a tv show or movie - some I just plain laugh at, some I can relate to, some honestly make me teary, some make me feel romance, and others I just can't care at all. I usually visit blogs randomly and if I happen to like what I've read, then I'll add it on my readings and stay updated on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's some of the things that makes me like an online journal:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blog title. Of course it's the first thing a hopper sees, so I guess it must have an impression. The blog description I usually do not read because I find it more like the same on every blog, or sometimes I see the same blueprint in all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The content. I'm not usually a visual person. Aside from the blog being obviously readable, I look for nothing on the physique of the page - the template, colors, flashy whatever. Actually I'm not really fond of flashy blogpages, and I usually go for the simple ones with substance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The blogger. I find blogging really a brave thing to do, especially if you do your personal blog. I get interested in bloggers who are more likely my age, and writes more of those I find worth-reading.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The comments page. I found some blogs which doesn't have space for comments, and I'm not really fond of those. If I read something, and thinks I have something to say, then I'll click that comments link and say it. It also makes me revisit the blog for follow ups on my comment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click on the second dot at the end of this sentence to see how a worth reading blog should look like.&lt;a href="http://ala-ism.pansitan.net/"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And these are some of those I really, sorry, find annoying in a blog/webpage that I immediately leave:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too much color. As I said I'm not a visual person, so I don't really find, especially non contrasting colors, amusing, partly because I don't have a 20-20 vision and flashy things make my headache at times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music auto play. I HATE IT, seriously. Many bloggers have this kind of mp3 something on their page and once it loads, it will play just right as you start reading or looking for something. It's annoys me big time. If you have a playlist on your page, just leave it like that. I will definitely see it and play it if I like. But for some to seriously play them automatically for me? Na-ah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huge fonts. I find smaller fonts more appropriate for a webpage. I can't think of any reason though, why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sites having lots of pictures/videos in it. Simply because it takes too much of my time to load.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the link on the end of this is just the most annoying site you could ever see&lt;a href="http://www.themostamazingwebsiteontheinternet.com/"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*I like that blog not because she's someone, but I think she's really good at whatever she does. Been reading her blog since ahmmm I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently decided to put something post-entry, and I came up with my picture of the day (actually inspired by &lt;a href="http://jakeyjunkie.blogspot.com/"&gt;JakeyJunkie&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my first, here's my picture for today:&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnND7kZR_xI/AAAAAAAABPg/oaY185IC8_0/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnND7kZR_xI/AAAAAAAABPg/oaY185IC8_0/s400/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364706271789448978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah, right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;picture source&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-211586607786567647?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/211586607786567647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/reader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/211586607786567647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/211586607786567647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/08/reader.html' title='The Reader'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnND7kZR_xI/AAAAAAAABPg/oaY185IC8_0/s72-c/blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-3326800645365418389</id><published>2009-07-31T15:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:03:06.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss universe 2009'/><title type='text'>National Costume</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Modern times, LOVE IT or HATE IT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnKkZBfm-WI/AAAAAAAABOo/-i4Jj_FSnu0/s1600-h/japan_costume3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnKkZBfm-WI/AAAAAAAABOo/-i4Jj_FSnu0/s400/japan_costume3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364530855956380002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Japan's National Costume for Miss Universe 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://starmometer.com"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-3326800645365418389?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/3326800645365418389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/national-costume.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3326800645365418389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3326800645365418389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/national-costume.html' title='National Costume'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SnKkZBfm-WI/AAAAAAAABOo/-i4Jj_FSnu0/s72-c/japan_costume3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4721773147540673903</id><published>2009-07-30T00:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:59:58.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='license'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college of rehabilitation sciences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam jitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ptrp'/><title type='text'>Amrak*</title><content type='html'>I got this concept here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called it AMRAK*. It's when you get some gigantic/massive/mega/monumental/walloping/whopping kind of unimaginable blessing in advance and you're expected to do something good and as enormous as that in the future. It's when you can't think of anything good you did to deserve something so great, but still you deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ptrppp-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/ptrppp-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is that this event ask of me, I pray and will try to do it best with more than a hundred and ten percent effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I still can't compose myself right now to say what I really want, and to thank ofcourse those I really need to thank. But still, THANK YOU from the bottom of my very bottom. You know who you guys are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endlessly thanking PapaLord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Joice Anne E. Carrido, PTRP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reverse karma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4721773147540673903?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4721773147540673903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-this-concept-here.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4721773147540673903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4721773147540673903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-this-concept-here.html' title='Amrak*'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-3420887457259541803</id><published>2009-07-29T00:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:13:57.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysoju.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jung woo-sung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Sad Movie</title><content type='html'>My Rating: ★ ★ ★ and a half (I don't know how to make a half star) &lt;p&gt;Genre: Drama, Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cast: &lt;strong&gt;Cha Tae Hyun (My Sassy Girl), Son Tae Young, Soo Jung Lim, Woo-Sung Jung (A Moment to Remember)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Synopsis as written in &lt;a href="http://mysoju.com/sad-movie"&gt;MySoju.Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The film focuses on the stories about four relationships and their trials, pains, heartaches, and subsequent separations. The plot lines eventually connect in some way, but they remain unrelated for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passionate fire fighter, 30 years old, tries to propose to his lover but every time he misses the chance. In the meantime, she becomes anxious whenever she hears a siren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suk-hyeon intends to break up with her jobless lover, Ha-seok, and he begins an agency that helps other lovers to break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juyeong is mad at her son's troubles in school, but she realizes that she has little time to spend with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su-eun, with a hearing impairment and a burn on her face, falls in her first love but she doesn't have the courage to come out in his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A love story of all kinds: boyfriend-girlfriend, siblings, mother-son, conditional, unconditional, name it. I liked how the characters were unrelated til the end, but always seem to have that kind of connection (or is it just me?). I'm not biased here at all, giving it only three and a half stars given the fact that Jung Woo-Sung is now officially my favorite Korean guy. There were four relationships in the film, the one I liked most would probably be Hwi-Chang and his mother's, since I thought that was the deepest relationship one could ever have - the one with his dying Mom. I cried more when Cha Tae Hyun was delivering Hwi Chang's "break up" message for his mom who was ill, than when Woo-Sung said goodbye in the video and his girlfriend broke down. It's a sad movie, though some scenes were really cute, especially that story of Su-Eun and the cute painter.  It was sad they didn't have an ending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite line:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee Jin-Woo: (talking to himself as he was about to propose to his girlfriend) &lt;em&gt;I have saved a woman from the fire, saved a man from being drowned. And now, I want to save a man who has fallen in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8vDDh3RwI/AAAAAAAABNg/rLhhZsuh-Hg/s1600-h/sad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8vDDh3RwI/AAAAAAAABNg/rLhhZsuh-Hg/s320/sad.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363557410755004162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8vCxM--RI/AAAAAAAABNY/K9TM9jEZzDk/s1600-h/sad+movie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8vCxM--RI/AAAAAAAABNY/K9TM9jEZzDk/s320/sad+movie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363557405835589906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow White and the Seven Dwarves (up) ; Hwi Chang delivering his message for his mom through Ha Seok (down)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8whsI24pI/AAAAAAAABOA/fwa3GzgUvFI/s1600-h/sassyboy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8whsI24pI/AAAAAAAABOA/fwa3GzgUvFI/s320/sassyboy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363559036563677842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This guy can really look cute sometimes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two main reasons why I find Korean films nice to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8v8CCUeUI/AAAAAAAABN4/UhidIABwurA/s1600-h/wu+song.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8v8CCUeUI/AAAAAAAABN4/UhidIABwurA/s320/wu+song.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363558389606807874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8v7UmpaMI/AAAAAAAABNo/H9zJKQgKwzM/s1600-h/woosung.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8v7UmpaMI/AAAAAAAABNo/H9zJKQgKwzM/s320/woosung.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363558377411143874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-3420887457259541803?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/3420887457259541803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/sad-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3420887457259541803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3420887457259541803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/sad-movie.html' title='Sad Movie'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm8vDDh3RwI/AAAAAAAABNg/rLhhZsuh-Hg/s72-c/sad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-1572811566809562844</id><published>2009-07-27T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:42:14.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysoju.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a man who was superman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>A Man Who Was Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ and a sun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Genre: Comedy, Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cast: &lt;strong&gt;Hwang Jeong-Min, Jeon-Ji-Hyeon (My Sassy Girl), Jin Ji Hee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the synopsis as written in &lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/a-man-who-was-superman/"&gt;MySoju.Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SONG Soo-jung is a producer going on her third year at a small company. Her specialty is human interest stories. She is driven to produce these shallow stories for the sake of her ambition of one day becoming Korea’s own Oprah Winfrey. However, she is reaching the end of what’s left of her pride. One day, after months of not getting paid, she leaves her office with the company camera to produce a story on a lion apparently refusing to eat its meal. On her way, however, she comes across a robber, but she is saved somehow by Superman in a Hawaiian shirt. “Superman” claims he’s unable to tap into his supernatural powers as the bad guys have placed kryptonite inside his head. However, he doesn’t let that get in his way from helping others, from saving the world from global warming to saving a lost puppy. Soo-jung can see this will make a good story and, with a little tweaking and a little fabricating, she produces the Superman Saves the World documentary which goes on to be a ratings hit. However, the true story behind this “Superman,” including the bullet and not the kryptonite that is lodged in his brain, helps the frosty, calculating Soo-jung to awaken to what’s truly important in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sad but funny movie. I loved how the movie made me believe from the start that Superman is real, and in the end realizing that he really is. The movie is very wholesome, touching, and inspirational. It has the usual drama thing in Korean films, that the agonist is sick or something, or is bound to die, blah. But this is a bit different because yeah, Superman is sick and bound to die, but he died not because of the sickness but because of his "final mission" (sorry for the spoiler!). I think it has a bit of every genre in it, love story, comedy, drama, family, friendship, even global warming and saving the earth, and all else. After watching the movie, I subtly wished everyone had kryptonites on their brains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of my favorite lines:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soo Jung: &lt;em&gt;Why do you help them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superman: &lt;em&gt;Because if I don't, then I'll forget how to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soo Jung: (after Superman helped an elderly crossed the street) &lt;em&gt;Why are you so happy, sir?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superman: &lt;em&gt;Because she smiled. I helped her and she smiled. Less CO2 comes out when we're happy and that's good for the earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superman: &lt;em&gt;Strength doesn't open big iron doors, but a small key does.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soo Jung: (after learning about Superman's illness) &lt;em&gt;I know he's not normal, but he seems happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm3HSqpFPwI/AAAAAAAABM4/o3dPP8ZCFPw/s1600-h/superman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm3HSqpFPwI/AAAAAAAABM4/o3dPP8ZCFPw/s400/superman.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363161854766300930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The reporter asked what was he doing (he's on a headstand). Superman replied he's pushing the Earth away from the sun, because North Pole is already melting. Polar bears and penguins won't have anywhere to live if North Pole Melts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm3HS2w-PpI/AAAAAAAABNA/8KVzgq8t7YQ/s1600-h/superman2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm3HS2w-PpI/AAAAAAAABNA/8KVzgq8t7YQ/s400/superman2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363161858020621970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He cut out an "S" on a newspaper and sunbathed. He said he cannot wear his Superman  costume since he's hiding from the bald villains and white men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Save the earth! Change the future!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-1572811566809562844?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/1572811566809562844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-who-was-superman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1572811566809562844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1572811566809562844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-who-was-superman.html' title='A Man Who Was Superman'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sm3HSqpFPwI/AAAAAAAABM4/o3dPP8ZCFPw/s72-c/superman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-5659622186802251631</id><published>2009-07-27T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:09:51.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugaring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysoju.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plurk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2NE1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free mobile internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leg waxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys over flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opera mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam jitters'/><title type='text'>It Is Finished.*</title><content type='html'>After months of preparation, finally, it is finished. Well, almost. Two more days of waiting - agony and excitement combined. We have no choice but to experience all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so while waiting for my future, I'm keeping myself busy with everything online - this blog, &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/dhjioisce"&gt;plurk&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Joice-Carrido/553187886"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;, even my long rotten &lt;a href="http://dhjioisce.multiply.com/"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt; site, and youtube of course. I'm learning to make my own sugar paste for sugaring my legs. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sana maging successful. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! And since &lt;a href="http://mysoju.com"&gt;mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt; is not working on my firefox, i downloaded a new browser - &lt;a href="http://opera.com/browser"&gt;OPERA&lt;/a&gt;! I love the interface, and mysoju works well. I definitely missed my Korean addiction. Plus I'm also using Opera Mini for free on my Sun phone, and when I say it's free, I mean it really is! Zero balance but mobile internet works real fine. Loving it. :) I'm actually able to Plurk, well, virtually anywhere and anytime I want but in our apartment, haha! teee heeee! You might want to try it, too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. Add me up at Plurk! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Jesus Christ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-5659622186802251631?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/5659622186802251631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-finished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5659622186802251631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5659622186802251631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-finished.html' title='It Is Finished.*'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-6619381933883268016</id><published>2009-07-10T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:58:56.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam jitters'/><title type='text'>It's Getting Closer Now*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;I'm slightly feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sympa mode,&lt;br /&gt;BRING IT ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I might not be able to update this blog for several weeks, or a month at most.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I'll just come back probably on August if there will be a good news. Wish me the bestest luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Pressure, Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-6619381933883268016?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/6619381933883268016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/weirdly.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6619381933883268016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6619381933883268016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/weirdly.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Closer Now*'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2180113818420103816</id><published>2009-07-03T04:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:07:43.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miley cyrus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the climb'/><title type='text'>My Dream Jobs</title><content type='html'>In my twenty one years of existence, I have thought a lot about my future and what will become of me. Apart from the more obvious job I am about to have in a few months hopefully, several other jobs have come to mind that I might like, or shall I say, I might want to have. Here are some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Published writer.&lt;/span&gt; I have loved writing since I was little, from my first poem of loving-my-bestfriend-was-the-stupidest-thing-I-did theme when I was eight, to all the blog entries I've posted here and on all my other online journals. I was reinforced that I write well, although realizing lately that many others were far better than me. But I still want to be a writer, a novelist, a poet, even a movie writer in that sense. I love writing, and it's one of those crafts I loved in my early years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pediatrician.&lt;/span&gt; You know when your young and everyone asks you what you want to be when you grow up, and all kids would say, "a doctor". I was one of them. I wanted to be a doctor, although I never really knew what they do then. When I entered college I had more medical exposure, which made me love the profession more. At first I wanted to be a cardiosurgeon, then an orthosurgeon, or a rehab doctor would also be fine. I'm not sure why I liked pedia, i'm not so fond of kids, but the field amazes me most. Well this might not just be a dream, I couldn't really tell right now. Let's see next year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Teacher. &lt;/span&gt;This is a first profession I dreamt to be in. I like to teach, and convey what I know. I admire a lot of teachers, in fact some of them I really love. :) But honestly, I find teaching really a selfless profession. Preschool teaching would also be nice, but I'm preferring to be a college professor. This I'm really considering to do after getting my license. I was just too impressed by my professors, maybe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Astronaut.&lt;/span&gt; What could be better than going outer space? I want to feel weightless. Hehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;On site architect/engineer.&lt;/span&gt; I don't like lines, I'm never fond of them even when I was a kid. But I really find it cool for a girl to be on a construction site, wear her hard hat, carry all those rolled plans and plates, and tell the others what to do. I'm never artistic my whole life, so I really consider this a dream, literally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Theatre actress.&lt;/span&gt; This one's ultimate. It's where I can sing, act, dance in one place. It's where talented people like me are. I can be a ballerina while singing in an angry voice. It's so more than being a TV or movie actress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Swimming team coach.&lt;/span&gt; I don't swim. I don't know how to swim. But it would awesome to see myself someday coach a kids swimming team.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Musician. &lt;/span&gt;I'm a frustrated musician so I guess that explains it. I would love to sing in a band while playing piano, more like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armi Millari&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up Dharma Down&lt;/span&gt;, or play bass like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lalay Lim&lt;/span&gt; of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Urbandub&lt;/span&gt;, or strike the drum so well like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ria Bautista&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paramita&lt;/span&gt;. A solo artist like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiza Seguerra&lt;/span&gt; will do, so long as I play my guitar as well as she does. Since one of my friends is currently on his violin lessons, I was encourage to take also formal lessons on piano, which hopefully will push through before this year ends. Hahaha that will be so far from now. Honestly, this is one big frustration. I might also just pass this on to my future kids. Hehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Street magician.&lt;/span&gt; I've always been awed by magicians, because maybe of my innocence, or ignorance if you may say. But I really want to be like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Blaine&lt;/span&gt;, who just does his magic without much props, so it looks more real and believable. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Criss Angel&lt;/span&gt; is an extreme, so I guess that makes him less real, and makes me love David more. I really want to learn magic, so there will be something people will think about me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Politician.&lt;/span&gt; I was an active student council whatever back in grade school and highschool, and once in college. I loved leading, aside from the fact that everyone recognizes you, I loved the feeling of being influential. Yikes. Hehe. When I was in highschool, I was too determined to be a local politican in Batangas, and it was honestly because I was too idealistic. I just hope I still have that enthusiasm to be the light of the world and salt of the earth. I STILL want to change the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;It's never wrong to dream of something you want to be... After all, what you will be will depend on the decisions you make. All those are part of my dreams, I might want to really do them in the future, but I still also believe that wherever my decisions take me, what's more important is how I got there. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;, as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt; insists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2180113818420103816?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2180113818420103816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dream-jobs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2180113818420103816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2180113818420103816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dream-jobs.html' title='My Dream Jobs'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-9009998990773178321</id><published>2009-06-29T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:19:37.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>How to Survive A Break Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Skj3ilYWAiI/AAAAAAAABMg/42bvm9Ngz7w/s1600-h/broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Skj3ilYWAiI/AAAAAAAABMg/42bvm9Ngz7w/s200/broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352800330651664930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've all been there. Some are now just there, and some will probably be there sooner or later. It can either be the most devastating, tragic episode in one's life, or can also be key to a stronger, bolder person yet to be born. I'm no love guru, but being in my 20's has taught me lots of things I think I might share with other girls more or less my age. And yes, I've had my fair share of heartaches. Let me just count the ways and things we can do to finally say, "I've moved on". I divided the steps into three phases: ACUTE, SUBACUTE, and CHRONIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so let me start my to-do list on how to survive that most undefinable pain you ever felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acute Phase - This is that post-we're-over syndrome. It's the most painful phase, where everything's still cloudy, and you just can't accept. Here's what to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRY. It's never wrong to cry all the pain out. It's ok to look at your pictures, savor all the gifts, think about the happy memories, and be sad for it's come to an end. It's ok to cry, it's your initial defense, and most of the times it's the only thing you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIND A FRIEND TO TALK TO. After keeping every little painful stimulus inside you, find a friend to talk to. Release all those you can't afford to keep, and for sure you'll feel better. Most of the times they're all you have after that someone you expect to be there always left you. Talk to someone, release your anger, continue crying, have them listen. Having a drink or two might help. You can stay vulnerable and weak when they're there. But remember this is a just a phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY TO NOT BELIEVE IN HIM. When it's still fresh, he might want to say sorry and make it all up to you sometimes. Lines like "i'm sorry", "it's not you, it's me", "i didn't say i don't love you anymore", "i still love you but..", "will you wait for me?", "i hope it's still us someday", are not new, and believe me, are not true. Don't soak yourself with his words... they're there to make you feel better for the moment, but never in the long run. The words are there to just make you hope that there's still something, but break ups won't happen if there's still such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START ACCEPTING. When he says it's over, perceive it as really over. Don't think that he might be just fickling, or that it's just a usual petty fight. When it's over, it's over. Accept that the earliest you can, and you'll have an easier time. It would be the hardest acute part, but if you've cried enough, and had a good friend to talk to, then I think you can do this no sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: Not talking to him after closure is a good way to move on to the subacute phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subacute phase - Times when you just want to try to forget, which is the first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START TO FORGET. After relishing the memories, now is the time to burn the pictures. Not literally though, it depends on how you'll dump them. But yes, it's part of letting go and moving on--putting away the pictures, gifts, all the memories. Erase his number, that'll somehow help, though you've already memorized it. Never text him even hi, or good morning. It will hurt worse. Just forget. Don't talk about him, force yourself not to think of him. Stop believing that you might still have a happy ending with him, and just start to forget. Just think of all these as a bad dream, and now you're starting to wake up from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO OUT. Have your friends make you smile. Sing in a videoke, dance in a bar, drink, and have fun. It might sound as the most immature defense but believe me, it helps even in a very short span of time. Try to meet new people. Sometimes they're the best friends you never found, as it makes it easier to open things up to a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE VAIN. Primp and prettify. Color your hair new, cut it cute, have your nails all painted. You need those, not to make him realize the very wrong of dumping you, or him to eat all dust, but you need that for yourself. It doesn't only  make you attractive, but moreso makes you appreciate yourself more. Loving yourself is always a big leap in having someone else to love you. Feel and make yourself beautiful, it helps in whatever way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: You can think of him once in a while, but never ever devour yourself with thoughts of him. If you made it not talking to him, then do your best to not think of him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronic Phase - It's always easier to be with someone else to forget and finally let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE SOMEONE SPECIAL. I don't believe in labels. It's ok to have someone special, for you to forget. That would always make moving on easier... Call it using that someone, but I see it as being open to loving other people after being hurt. It may not always be successful, but there's no harm in trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: At this stage, you probably have completely forgotten about him. If that's the case, then it's ok to accept his friendship. But if not, then kindly start again at number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-9009998990773178321?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/9009998990773178321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-survive-break-up.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/9009998990773178321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/9009998990773178321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-survive-break-up.html' title='How to Survive A Break Up'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Skj3ilYWAiI/AAAAAAAABMg/42bvm9Ngz7w/s72-c/broken_heart_by_fabu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2628275412909991090</id><published>2009-06-28T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:34:46.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='showbiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='most beautiful stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marian rivera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yes magazine'/><title type='text'>Marian Rivera is YES! Magazine Most Beautiful Stars Issue Cover</title><content type='html'>This will be a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Skd-wrxvHFI/AAAAAAAABMQ/41vZjrKmaw4/s1600-h/marian_yes100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Skd-wrxvHFI/AAAAAAAABMQ/41vZjrKmaw4/s400/marian_yes100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352386057003277394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gelli de Belen: Marian, how do you find Dingdong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marian: ah nakita ko lang sya sa hallway kanina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Marian, you're a very pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2628275412909991090?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2628275412909991090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/marian-rivera-is-yes-magazine-most.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2628275412909991090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2628275412909991090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/marian-rivera-is-yes-magazine-most.html' title='Marian Rivera is YES! Magazine Most Beautiful Stars Issue Cover'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Skd-wrxvHFI/AAAAAAAABMQ/41vZjrKmaw4/s72-c/marian_yes100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-8932423391409565995</id><published>2009-06-27T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:04:40.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='showbiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Where Have All They Gone?</title><content type='html'>I know you remember them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stefano Mori.&lt;/span&gt; He used to be the one bullying Angelica Panganiban in a Maricel Soriano movie when they were around 8 or 9 years old. I clearly remember him being one of the JCS, not Jesus Christ Superstar, but John (Prats), Carlo (Aquino), and Stefano, who were packaged as younger version of sort-of Gwapings, plus the singing, dancing, and the band. After G-mik back in the late 90's, I haven't heard anything about him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jao Mapa.&lt;/span&gt; Hataw Na! was the only movie I remember him being in. But he also used to star on other teeny bopper shows. Recently, I saw him over at Daisy Siete Season number-i-don't-care, and he also did some indie movies. In case you don't know, Diego Mapa of Pedicab is his brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JV Villar.&lt;/span&gt; He was a TV patrol news to showbiz anchor years ago. He had a cute face, relative to those other anchors. But I think he's gone modelling and gay. I also read he had photo scandals? I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanna Vanna (former FOJ)&lt;/span&gt;. I really liked them! One member had another band, U Turn if I remember right. Hmm I wonder what happened to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bojo Molina.&lt;/span&gt; I used to like him with Mylene Dizon in Gimik. He's gone sexy roles and then he was totally gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raven Villanueva.&lt;/span&gt; TGIS star, teaming with Michael Flores (where is he also?). She was impregnated twice when still in showbiz, then gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ethel Booba.&lt;/span&gt; Honestly, is she still doing comedy?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Patrick Garcia. Ok he's somehow still visible in GMA, but what happened to him, really? The last time I liked him was in Tabing Ilog, 10 years ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carlos Agassi.&lt;/span&gt; I last saw this buff in Pinay Pie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hero Angeles.&lt;/span&gt; He was ok with his money prize over at Star Circle Quest. So he was gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;p.s. hail SANDARA PARK for having a career in Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-8932423391409565995?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/8932423391409565995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-have-all-they-gone.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/8932423391409565995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/8932423391409565995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-have-all-they-gone.html' title='Where Have All They Gone?'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4709166061555125368</id><published>2009-06-27T20:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:24:43.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Lukes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board exam jitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A(H1N1)'/><title type='text'>Sick Kid</title><content type='html'>The day after publishing my&lt;a href="http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-need-to-know-about-ah1n1-flu.html"&gt; A(H1N1)&lt;/a&gt; entry, I woke up with a very painful throat and a slightly elevated body temperature at 38.1 degrees. I moved up but my joints ached, almost unable to get down from the top deck. Oh my, is this it? I thought. Good thing my classes were suspended that day so I have the whole time to rest and play the sick. So after taking my brunch and bath, I went back to bed to stay recumbent where I feel most comfortable. When Ate Yphed (my sister) came from work, we went to the drugstore to buy me some meds and Vitamin C, which made me feel better in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school the next morning to attend my class. I was feeling ok, except for the vigorous coughing that made my abdominals sore, as if I just did a million crunches for the past two days nonstop. I went home and when I checked on my temperature again, it has ladderred up by 1 degree, and the cough just got worse. Because of the &lt;a href="http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-need-to-know-about-ah1n1-flu.html"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/a&gt; frenzy, and because there was a walking case in our building, we got a little paranoid so my sisters and I went to St. Luke's to have me checked up that night. So we went inside the ER and were given masks, because seriously a lot were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYZlddxoKI/AAAAAAAABLg/1MP16y4Bwlc/s1600-h/Photo005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYZlddxoKI/AAAAAAAABLg/1MP16y4Bwlc/s200/Photo005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351993338531782818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I had my vital signs taken, I was still pyrexic. The first thing the doctor asked me was if I had any exposure, of course he was talking about &lt;a href="http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-need-to-know-about-ah1n1-flu.html"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/a&gt; virus. I said I don't really know, but since there was a positive case inside the building where we're having our class, I answered I may have been exposed. He checked my throat, my neck, everything, After asking all about my history and physical symptoms, he finally said that there's no need for a throat swab, and that my presentation didn't meet the criteria for undergoing the test. Good. It costed much anyway, that saved me around 6k. Hehe. But he suggested I have to have a complete blood count, to rule out it isn't dengue or any other infection. Good thing my CBC resulted all normal, so he just wrote me a prescription for my fever and sore throat, and after 2 hours and a thousand bucks, we went home, relieved from the possibility that I might be bringing the virus around the house and at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYZ3LmcgQI/AAAAAAAABLo/pk13KiLnYZM/s1600-h/Photo003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYZ3LmcgQI/AAAAAAAABLo/pk13KiLnYZM/s200/Photo003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351993642973954306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYbF90A3lI/AAAAAAAABMI/dStxMVaYpo8/s1600-h/Photo026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYbF90A3lI/AAAAAAAABMI/dStxMVaYpo8/s200/Photo026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994996482432594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all good now. Still with slight cough and colds but the fever is gone. I drink lots of water and is still religiously taking my vitamins. I need that now since board exam is just too soon. I need to be strong and healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. you only don't lose weight being sick and having cough. you also tone your abdominals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4709166061555125368?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4709166061555125368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4709166061555125368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4709166061555125368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-kid.html' title='Sick Kid'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkYZlddxoKI/AAAAAAAABLg/1MP16y4Bwlc/s72-c/Photo005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4630213633911351942</id><published>2009-06-27T00:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:48:40.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson Makes History For the Last Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkUJ1eiHxmI/AAAAAAAABLI/bEkXGjyoKd0/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkUJ1eiHxmI/AAAAAAAABLI/bEkXGjyoKd0/s200/Michael-Jackson2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351694546533598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aside from owning the record of all time best selling album, Thriller, the King of Pop shocks us again with his, untimely or not, demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my Ate Joy told us that Kuya (who's staying in UK) texted her about Michael Jackson's death. We were all surprised, and immediately turned on the tv for some confirmatory news. Sadly, Michael Jackson is really already gone, news said due to cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a 90's kid but I didn't really appreciate much of Michael Jackson except for his very few songs that I actually can remember dancing to - Thriller, Beat it, Billie Jean (which I liked just after David Cook), Your Rock my World, and Rock With You. And the ballads I tried singing like Ben (this is from the Jackson 5, I think), Heal the World, and You Are Not Alone. Several songs that I just recently knew was originally his - She's Out of My Life, Human Nature (I knew after Kyla's version), Man In The Mirror, and Smooth Criminal. Come to think of it, his records weren't as much in number as those of the other music icons, having only five or so solo albums and no more than 10 number one singles, but he has tremendously moved the music scene while he was actively there, owning the Guiness record of The Most Successful Entertainer of All Time, and twice being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although changing his image didn't do him so well, including all the controversies of phedophilia, his music is just enticing in every sense, being very pop that everyone still learned to appreciate. Well, if too much of a success begets that, or more, then he had his fair share of accussations, criticisms, or even worse. He might have died guilty of being a phedophile, I don't really know. Whatever the truth about that is, he must have been so miserable having to do all those almost crazy stuff, which makes me ask, if he had not been that popular and famous, might he have lived a probably more normal life? On the other end I would answer NO, because if that was the case then we wouldn't know any King of Pop that is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MICHAEL JOSEPH JACKSON&lt;br /&gt;1958-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4630213633911351942?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4630213633911351942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-makes-history-again.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4630213633911351942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4630213633911351942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-makes-history-again.html' title='Michael Jackson Makes History For the Last Time'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SkUJ1eiHxmI/AAAAAAAABLI/bEkXGjyoKd0/s72-c/Michael-Jackson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-5659063409150381484</id><published>2009-06-22T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:27:16.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Happy Fathers' Day!</title><content type='html'>This is almost an hour late, because it's a Monday already, technically at 12:53am. But better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Fathers' Day &lt;s&gt;today&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;yesterday&lt;/s&gt; a few hours earlier. I wasn't able to go home and see my father and personally greet him due to changes in my schedule for tomorrow, only to know that I have all the time to go home since our classes is suspended for Monday (see previous post). Anyway, over at multiply I read a lot of Fathers' Day messages, one of those really sincere, touching, and almost very sad that I read was from &lt;a href="http://brinaalfiler.multiply.com/journal/item/9/Daddys_Girl"&gt;Brina&lt;/a&gt;, my dear friend. It made me major-ly realize how much less time I have to savor with my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the youngest of four sibs, and being the bunso has always made me feel, and my siblings, that I am the favorite. We lived simply. We have a very simple rural life, and our parents instilled into us the simplest of all the manners, and that is, to do what is right. My father was our first teacher. He was the one who taught us how to write, add or subtract numbers, and read, and I can say he did very well. When I started schooling, my parents both had to work. Sometimes, my Kakang Cora would bring me to school, and after school we would go straight to Tatay's office so I could play around the sacks of hog feeds, while I wait for Tatay to finish his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatay is a very bibo kid. He was the PTA president for how many years when we were in grade school. He would always have a speech during recognition and graduation ceremonies in school, and everyone would know him aside from being our father, but that very kind PTA president. He is also a peacemaker, being the counselor of neighbors having problem with each other. It isn't new to see a meeting in our house with the neighbors, as my father tries to solve problems and talk them over the most peaceful way. He is a friend to almost everyone. There were lots of times when he's driving, and someone would call his name, or beep on him, to say hi, but when we ask who that was, he said he can't really remember. But I believe my father had done something so good to those people, for them to clearly remember him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing really unique about him is that he is very proud of us. Though he doesn't say that always, but it clearly shows when he insists he be with us during our most important recognitions. He would always want to be the one putting on the medals on our necks, while my mother takes the pictures. He wouldn't anymore care that the medal lace blocks our faces, as long as he relishes the moment we were awarded. Since both my parents work, Sunday was the only time we can actually be together, so after attending Sunday worship then, we would go the nearest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jollibee&lt;/span&gt; (which was an hour and a half far from our place) to eat and celebrate just the time we have together. We would play around as he watch us, making sure we're safe and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was never "The Punisher". I never remembered any instance that I was punished by him. I never knew how it felt to be spanked, by either their hands, slippers, or worse a piece of wood, but I always feel the guilt when he knows I've done something wrong. I was never punished, and that made me more careful about the things that I do. Shame on me if I would frustrate him, if he himself had only done things that I am very proud about. Though he doesn't push us too hard to do things the best way, he always have set an emulative persona, making us realize the good things right decisions bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father has done a good job, I believe, in bringing us up. At 21, he was very young to have and build his family then, but he was determined to give us a comfortable life. He worked hard to buy the family an oner, then a real car, to build us a home from the bukid to a high end subdivision downtown, to provide all the expenses and tuition fee for our schooling. He's a provider, and a good one at that. He lets us decide what we want to be in the future, though he has plans, but still considers what we think. And right now having a CPA and a RN sister, of course my brother who also does well job in being a father, and soon I will be having my own title, too, hopefully, was all because of the dreams that our parents had made for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also appreciate Tatay's love for music. When he was still abroad, he asked us to buy and send him CDs of local artists, and a Magic Mic. We're not videoke buddies, because we would fight over the mic. We don't sing the same songs, but it's nice that his music taste has gone far from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beatles, Frank Sinatra, Sampaguita, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike Hanopol&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eraserheads, Salbakuta, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gloc9&lt;/span&gt;. Though he still likes the classics, my nephew learns to appreciate tagalog rap, since they're always together these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes awkward to see him bringing and fetching my nephew Mark (bro's son) from school, because some years ago that used to be me. My two sisters graduated college without my parents, because they had to work abroad. I'm somehow very emotional about the fact that of the four of us, I was the only one he witnessed to receive a college degree. Too bad, there were no awards, and he walked up the stage just once. Now, he's just happy checking Mark's homeworks, attending his Parents' Assembly, and still hanging on academic medals on his first apo. He's just satisfied to fetch us from Lipa when we take the bus from Manila. He's just proud that finally, he somehow can stop thinking about the family's future, because seriously, it's our job now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sj55QvYjttI/AAAAAAAABK4/XZl8Fr8dfkU/s1600-h/small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sj55QvYjttI/AAAAAAAABK4/XZl8Fr8dfkU/s320/small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349846735867066066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY FATHERS' DAY Tatay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for the kindest genes, my friends can testify to that. Thanks also for the curly hair, I used to have it straightened a lot of times before, but I'm appreciating it more now since it's naturally like that. Thanks for giving me a surname that everyone have nothing to say bad about. Thank you being the sturdy you, for the whole family. I love you so much, I hope you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy fathers' day also to my only brother, who has produced the most intelligent and brilliant and cutest kids in this world, after us four, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-5659063409150381484?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/5659063409150381484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5659063409150381484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5659063409150381484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sj55QvYjttI/AAAAAAAABK4/XZl8Fr8dfkU/s72-c/small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-1164889214292869482</id><published>2009-06-21T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:05:20.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A(H1N1)'/><title type='text'>What You Need To Know About A(H1N1) Flu Virus</title><content type='html'>At past 10pm today, I received an announcement thru text that our review classes will be suspended for tomorrow due to a confirmed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt; case in our building. I went to check online for confirmation of the message, and too sad I saw the same announcement at the &lt;a href="http://ustcsc0910.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UST Central Student Council &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;site. Of the 428 confirmed cases, one is from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;St. Martin de Porres &lt;/span&gt;building in UST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt;? Let's just put it this way, it's the ordinary human influenza virus, the then dreaded bird flu, and swine flu, combined. So simply put it's a super virus. It's that virus-full virus. It was first detected April this year, and so far, 90 countries including the Philippines, have reported confirmed cases totaling to a whopping 44,287 with 180 deaths worldwide. Relative to the present population, the number is really insignificant. But the fact that it continues to increase everyday, &lt;s&gt;and it delays our review sessions which will determine much of our future,&lt;/s&gt; makes it more alarming and bothersome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt; virus can be transmitted through droplets, that is through sneezing, or coughing, and sometimes even just touching flu infected things, then touching your mouth or nose. When you get the virus, you don't easily manifest it. Normally symptoms will occur within 7 to 10 days after you get infected. Signs and symptoms of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt; infection are very similar to the usual flu, having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fever, headache, joint pains, runny nose, sore throat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;, and some even report experiencing frequent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vomiting, nausea&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt;. Having a swab test would confirm the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt; virus, if it tests negative for the human influenza virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although many of those infected really and easily recover, and as DOH and WHO convey to us that the virus spreading is actually mild, it is still a good step to prevent being infected, than risk the chances of recovering, or not. Observing proper hygeine can be a good start. Handwashing is a very simple step to prevent viral spread, that is simply washing away the virus that might be transmitted through our hands. The usual manner of covering your mouth when sneezing or coughing also help, of course through preventing droplet transmission. Having to avoid crowded places is one suggestion from the health professionals so as to prevent easy spread of the virus. This is the main reason why schools suspend classes when a student or two get infected. It is always safe to avoid close contact to persons and things infected with the virus. Having the virus infect a person causes much suppression of the immune system, thus being more prone to other possible infections, including bacterial or viral infections in the lungs, or pneumonia, making it the single and most widely established cause of death in patients with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt; infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are medications to treat the viral infection, although vaccine for prevention has not yet been developed. So why not start with preventing it yourself? As the UST campaign posters say, the life you try to save (by observing proper hygiene, and simply staying away from being infected), may someday be your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why wait for the numbers to blow up and be significant? Why not try stopping it now, and save lives? Let's fight &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A(H1N1)&lt;/span&gt; people! &lt;a href="http://doh.gov.ph/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-1164889214292869482?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/1164889214292869482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-need-to-know-about-ah1n1-flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1164889214292869482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1164889214292869482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-you-need-to-know-about-ah1n1-flu.html' title='What You Need To Know About A(H1N1) Flu Virus'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-6002011863083405748</id><published>2009-06-19T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:56:53.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picasa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i.ph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photobucket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tabulas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livejournal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><title type='text'>New Old Blogger</title><content type='html'>I'm loving my new blog life. I always have loved &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;. I started blogging back in 2007 (I know I'm still a young blogger) but had stopped after a year, and now trying to build up a new blog, though far from the topic of my previous. During the year that I was not actively writing, I was trying to create some private blogs over at &lt;a href="http://wordpress.com"&gt;WordPress&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com"&gt;Tabulas&lt;/a&gt;, even at &lt;a href="http://i.ph"&gt;i.ph&lt;/a&gt;. But I'm not sure why I keep on coming back to &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;. This has probably the most user friendly interface of them all. I like it here, and I find more ways to customize everything. Althoug of course, other bloghosts provide also different options to love. &lt;a href="http://wordpress.com"&gt;WordPress&lt;/a&gt; has its own counter, and "reply" button for every comment. &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; has this option of inviting certain people to read your entries, and thus making it more private. &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com"&gt;Tabulas&lt;/a&gt; is a very catchy name, but I had a hard time building my layout there. &lt;a href="http://i.ph"&gt;I.ph&lt;/a&gt; has a very (dot)com feeling, I don't know why. But it loads damn longer on my browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I said, I always come back to &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;. I have loved &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; since I started 2 years ago, and now that I'm back, I think I'm loving it more. Hahaha. It's very easy to operate, personalize, and hack. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the purpose of this entry is to admire the sidebar. &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Blogger &lt;/a&gt;has added many other widgets to add on your sidebar, and my favorite of them is the Slideshow. I love pictures flashing on my site, and simply I just love pictures. But the best thing is that you can randomize photos appearing on your slideshow, be it from &lt;a href="http://flickr.com"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;Photobucket&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://picasa.com"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt;. I can also change the theme of the show just by editing the keyword. The first I tried was "life", then I put on "love", and now my keyword is "happy", and so far my favorite. I also liked the fact that feeds are now part of my links. It's just too pro, or I sometimes think I'm just too appreciative. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if you really are a blogger by heart, &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; will always be the home for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-6002011863083405748?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/6002011863083405748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-old-blogger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6002011863083405748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6002011863083405748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-old-blogger.html' title='New Old Blogger'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-1803523409293651742</id><published>2009-06-19T00:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:25:42.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clearagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blistex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lip tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venus and mars'/><title type='text'>Tips to a Lighter Lips</title><content type='html'>We all want to take care of our body, our face, our hair, legs, hands and feet, but have we really taken much considerations for our lips? We cause our lips, just like every part of our body, too much stress everyday with what we eat and drink, the chemically-made tints we put on, and the nicotine we get from smoking. Very seldom that we find, particularly girls, who actually look for products to care for their lips, primarily because we are contented with artificially making our lips luscious and kissable through lipstick, gloss and balm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One common condition that our lips go through is darkening. You will notice if you have dark lips of course without any make up on, probably the first thing when you wake up. Some girls have naturally pinkish lips, and some have darker tints, as our genes also play a role. Some have acquired darker lips, maybe due to strong toxic chemicals from lipsticks, or smoking. For those who have genetically pinkish-reddish lips, CONGRATULATIONS, you're really one of those few. And for those who notice that their lips are continually getting darker, THERE'S HOPE. Yes! You can actually do something to revive your lip color, make it smoother and more kissable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what to try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brush your lips lightly with your toothbrush (yes, you read it right). You can do this with or without toothpaste, but I suggest to do it without, especially if you use mentholated ones, as it would somehow sting. Do this every night, so as to exfoliate dead skin on your lips. But don't forget to put on non-fragrant or non-flavored balm after so as not to cause too much dryness of your skin. You can also put on a thin layer of petroleum jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Applying natural whitening, such as calamansi and lemon, can also be an option. As we all know from ancient times, these fruits removes dead skin cells and retains and smooth and whiter shade. But since they are acids, beware of stingy feeling right after brushing them lightly over your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Try putting on these products that promise a lighter, pinkish tint on your lips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Godiva LicoWhite Lipgloss.&lt;/span&gt; It is really effective in lightening dark lips, though others say that it doesn't give your lips some pinkish color, as it makes it pale, as if you just drank a liter of vinegar. However, others testifies that continuous use of this product (around 2-3months) really gave their lips that kissable pink color. This is available in all Watson's beauty stores, and it says on its label that it also works on your nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clearagen Lip Therapy.&lt;/span&gt; Many have confirmed its effectivity in lightening dark lips, particularly those of the smokers as it exfoliates and removes dead skin cells, leaving your lips the natural color it really has before cigarettes polluted it. Sadly, this is only available online and is very hard to find.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunright Lip Balm.&lt;/span&gt; The very good thing in this is that it has SPF, meaning it doesn't only lighten the lips, but moreso protects it from getting dark due to sun exposure (but i'm not really sure if the sun can actually darken the lips, as in the skin).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blistex Lip Tone. &lt;/span&gt;Also has SPF15, it evens out the tone of your lips.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emu Lip Detox by V&amp;amp;M. &lt;/span&gt;This product I am using now, and so far I'm loving it's minty effect on my lips. Haven't seen much of the lightening effect, but I have read many good reviews and soon will just see for myself, since I just started it last Monday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;4. Do not use too heavy lipsticks, as some brands contains lead which causes, or aggravates lip darkening. It's better to use balm instead, just to keep the lips hydrated. When applying petroleum jelly, just apply a single thin layer as this would be enough to moisten the lips and exfoliate it. Putting on too much PJ would sort of suffocate the lips, and moisture will not be absorbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Having a lip tattoo is also very effective of course, but you just have to endure the pain of piercing and needling your lips a thousand times, and having to look like Diego for a couple of days. The good is that, after several thousand bucks, your tattooed lip is now permanently very healthy looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. STOP smoking. You won't just give your lips a lighter shade, but also give the kids a brighter future. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-1803523409293651742?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/1803523409293651742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/six-steps-to-lighter-lips.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1803523409293651742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/1803523409293651742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/six-steps-to-lighter-lips.html' title='Tips to a Lighter Lips'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-3660199354063859032</id><published>2009-06-18T01:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:46:38.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animated label cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cumulus label cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogumus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='label cloud'/><title type='text'>Flash Animated Label Cloud for Blogger</title><content type='html'>You see my very lovely moving label cloud down at my sidebar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea was originally from Roy Tanck's WordPress Blogumus plugin. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.bloggerbuster.com/2008/08/blogumus-flash-animated-label-cloud-for.html"&gt;Amanda of Bloggerbuster.com&lt;/a&gt;, who effortfully deciphered how to do it in Blogger. Very nice indeed! I ♥ it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-3660199354063859032?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/3660199354063859032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/flash-animated-label-cloud-for-blogger.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3660199354063859032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3660199354063859032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/flash-animated-label-cloud-for-blogger.html' title='Flash Animated Label Cloud for Blogger'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-3990969778411042030</id><published>2009-06-17T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:47:37.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mylot.com'/><title type='text'>myLot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mylot.com/dhjioisce/12253"&gt;myLot User Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently joined MyLot, a blogging community where you can participate in discussions, post your own questions, advertise your blog, and many more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-3990969778411042030?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/3990969778411042030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/mylot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3990969778411042030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/3990969778411042030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/mylot.html' title='myLot'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2034111211724690100</id><published>2009-06-17T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T04:51:50.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah geronimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark bautista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billy crawford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simon wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Sarah Geronimo's The Next One Concert</title><content type='html'>I'm not really a big fan of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah Geronimo&lt;/span&gt;, who happens to be a fellow Thomasian, though I used to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star for a Night&lt;/span&gt;, where she won grand price in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Love You More&lt;/span&gt; by Celine Dion, and started a singing career. In the finals of the contest were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark Bautista&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mau Marcelo&lt;/span&gt; (who won the first Philippine Idol of then ABC5), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mae Flores &lt;/span&gt;(top 12 finalist of Pinoy Idol of GMA7), and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Musica Cristobal&lt;/span&gt; (who I clearly remembered as one of the Birit Bulilit contestant who sings Mariah Carey's Forever so clean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last June 12 (Friday), I watched Sarah Geronimo's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Next One Concert&lt;/span&gt; over at De La Salle Sentrum in Lipa, with my sisters and my nephew. I thought it was too jologs to see it, but I was surprised to see maybe around almost a thousand in the audience. This was the first leg of her The Next One Philippine Tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Sarah didn't disappoint me at all, she was all overly good, in her songs and dance alike. Though she bores me on those non-song portions (thank you everyone and sponsors, blah) because I think they're all scripted and she really does say what was written to be said, I really admired her being a total performer. It's very seldom that you see a singer so good in her recorded voice, but does the same prowess as well live in the stage, that's with the dancing and all, or even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the concert were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simon Wood&lt;/span&gt; (the son of Victor Wood), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark Bautista&lt;/span&gt;, and the creme, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Billy Crawford&lt;/span&gt;. Gawwwd he was good. He was even better live, than in TV. And he has humor, indeed. Very lovable Belly Ju! Hahaha. As for Simon, he was NOT ok at all. Not that I don't like his last name, or totally can't relate to it, but he indeed sings out of tune. There was this duet by him and Sarah (the song I'll be there by Sarah and Howie D of BSB) and he was totally doing it wrong. Ok I won't say anything anymore, sorry! Anyway, Mark was just ok. He has a nice voice and I'm not sure why the girls on the side of the stage giggles over him and he's not even passable gwapo. But he sings well, and lots of audience interaction is I think his charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SjiUmK3G1UI/AAAAAAAABKo/yjXGUVN7H6g/s1600-h/DSC06753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SjiUmK3G1UI/AAAAAAAABKo/yjXGUVN7H6g/s320/DSC06753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348187940973892930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's how far we are from the stage. but the show was good you won't even bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Overall the concert was sulit for us, at Php450. It started around 8 and ended almost past 10pm. Very nice show, and I think lots appreciated it including me, but excluding my 7 year old nephew Mark who just slept the whole time (ok, the last time he was awake was around 7:58pm), but he continually brags to his classmates that he watched the concert. Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg160/dhjioisce/1366FC8EEC26FAE75A9F9E745B81D3D0.png" alt="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2034111211724690100?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2034111211724690100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/sarah-geronimos-next-one-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2034111211724690100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2034111211724690100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/sarah-geronimos-next-one-concert.html' title='Sarah Geronimo&apos;s The Next One Concert'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SjiUmK3G1UI/AAAAAAAABKo/yjXGUVN7H6g/s72-c/DSC06753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-4915111314155987072</id><published>2009-06-17T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:12:38.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introvoys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paco arespacochaga'/><title type='text'>Fronter vs Backyard Genius</title><content type='html'>This entry was written by my sister over at her blog (see bottom for link) and thought I just share it here. This is really relevant, and the fact the &lt;a href="http://pacoarespacochaga.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paco Arespacochaga&lt;/a&gt; himself (drummer of Introvoys, and ex-husband of Geneva Cruz) recognized it and maybe can relate to it, means it is really sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was 7 when I started singing in the church and in weddings. The moment I was able to read and memorize written lyrics, I can put them in hymn and there you go, I can already do a melody. But today, I am not the singing diva that you could imagine. I just know the tune, I can express the melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, my love for music make me look at it at its different sides. When I was growing up, I am listening to Tatay's OPM casette tapes with songs from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sampagita, Hotdogs, VST &amp;amp; Co.&lt;/span&gt; and those mellow pop/semi alternative songs of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heart, Beatles&lt;/span&gt;, etc. Before I end gradeschool, I bought my first casette album- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CIRCUS&lt;/span&gt; by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eraserheads&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eheads mania is so alive in highschool that every major program in school, our friends from the Junior years organized their own band and sings for the whole campus, not mentioning we are in hype everytime they sing Alapaap. I remember, Julius, the drummer, was called by everyone as Paco. Not because he looks like Paco Arespacochaga of Introvoys, but because he's the man when he holds his drumsticks. OPM music was everywhere and everyone's loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rivermaya, Southborder, Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/span&gt; to name some few whose music I really listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then years of singing, they are all in the limelights..not until the bands got unbonded, disbanded. And sometimes, the music dies with the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of the band leavers are those in the front lines- the vocalists. They try to do solo acts for themselves after leaving the group. Some formed their own separate bands too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember then, Eheads is equal to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ely Buendia&lt;/span&gt; and Rivermaya is equal to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bamboo&lt;/span&gt;. But when Ely left Eheads and so Bamboo from Rivermaya, the world thought that the music of those who remained will end as well. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rico Blanco&lt;/span&gt; took over Maya with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark Escueta&lt;/span&gt;, and recruited members-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Japs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt; who turned to be so lucky but then proved to be very good as well. With Eheads on the side, when Ely left, Eheads was gone and the three-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Markus, Buddy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raymund&lt;/span&gt; went with their music life separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that Rico is the backyard genius for Maya, the one who is seldom seen because he holds the guitar, at the back of Bamboo but actually 214 and Hinahanap hanap kita are equal to Rico Blanco. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raymund Marasigan&lt;/span&gt; after forming Sandwich and other bands, still pursue his song writing and directing and turned out to be the drummer who writes but never sings before when he was in Eheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it's always a mind war between the front actor- the one that the audience always sees, screams for, and the backyard genius- the one people don't mind but had given the bands the greatest songs of their history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's but fine to admire the fronters as they are the first people who resembles the band to the world. But let's mind the real geniuses of music, those who chose to be in the background instead and the only people who knows they are good, are the people they are working with inside the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from my sister's blog at the dot&lt;a href="http://angalaeh.blogspot.com/"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I was surprised to see that &lt;a href="http://introvoys.net/"&gt;Introvoys&lt;/a&gt; is actually playing music again (as updated on Paco's blog site). Wootwoot. Makes me sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Line to Heaven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I remember Jonathan Buencamino (lead) as that long-haired skinny guy who appeared in an AngTV-like movie while doing his rollerblades.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s. Even the thought of having rollerblades is very 90's. COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-4915111314155987072?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/4915111314155987072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/fronter-vs-backyard-genius.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4915111314155987072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/4915111314155987072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/fronter-vs-backyard-genius.html' title='Fronter vs Backyard Genius'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-798004060207979795</id><published>2009-06-17T13:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:52:55.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga is a Lady After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SjiEliNn2wI/AAAAAAAABKg/PUnuWWj0dFo/s1600-h/lady_gaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SjiEliNn2wI/AAAAAAAABKg/PUnuWWj0dFo/s320/lady_gaga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348170337876433666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady Gaga was discovered by rapper Akon and was introduced in 2007 or 2008 if I remember, with the song Poker Face, which became the theme song of those many closet queens [hahaha]. She has already earned her fame, with several top hits such as her carrier single, and her most recent release, Love Game. But one song from her I particularly like is Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say), to the point of making my own version of it, which I'm about to post here soon, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had been much speculations of Lady Gaga's real sexuality, some says she's a tranny, or just plainly gay. But the boobs, man. She has real boobs, and how can a gay have those? Well, in our times it isn't really impossible. Hahaha. But I was shocked [a little] when I was browsing the net for some Lady Gaga news, and I found out that late last year, she already admitted her being She-male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Lady Gaga is indeed a combined man-lady. Or in other words, she is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermaphrodite"&gt;hermaphrodite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pictures of her vagina, which shows a bulge resembling a tiny penis were released last week that started the rumours about her gender identity.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I just wonder where can I find those pictures. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its not something that I'm ashamed of, just isn't something that i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; around telling  everyone. Yes. I have both male and female genitalia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; but i consider myself a female. Its just a little bit of a penis and really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; doesnt interfere much with my life. the reason I haven't talked about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; is that its not a big deal to me. like come on. its not like we all go around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; talking about our vags. I think this is a great opportunity to make other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; multiple gendered people feel more comfortable with their bodies. I'm sexy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm hot. i have both a poon and a peener. big fucking deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                    - L8d Gaga &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Go girl. Haha. You are one talented singer and performer, and if having both sexual organs doesn't actually intervene with what you do, then let's just forget about it and continue doing your thing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you happen to know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elma Muros&lt;/span&gt;, a Pinay runner back in the 90s, tell her to confirm if she's also Lady Gaga-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://starrtrash.blogspot.com/2008/12/lady-ga-ga-admits-true-sex.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I was more speechless with the comments on my source blog. Everyone was saying they are hermaphrodites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-798004060207979795?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/798004060207979795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/lady-gaga-is-lady-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/798004060207979795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/798004060207979795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/lady-gaga-is-lady-after-all.html' title='Lady Gaga is a Lady After All'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/SjiEliNn2wI/AAAAAAAABKg/PUnuWWj0dFo/s72-c/lady_gaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-5697282240302167652</id><published>2009-06-17T04:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:40:23.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the job training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJTcareers'/><title type='text'>On the Job Training</title><content type='html'>I just recently graduated and earned my college degree. I know we'll all say that school isnt' easy - too much thinking, physical stress, pressures, and all is just not that healthy to our supposed to be social life. But as I learned in my first year Philosophy class, school came from the word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;escuela&lt;/span&gt;, or in that sense, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kwela"&lt;/span&gt;, which supposed to mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last year in college was my internship, or what others call on the job training. It is indeed, on the job, since we are sent to the clinic, and we get to see actual patients with cases being studied in class. One advantage of our internship program is that we were assigned to the respective hospitals, by the school. So having my OJT wasn't something so stressful fo me, unlike with other courses, those involved in corporate matters that is, to be particular, where the students themselves have to look for their own company where they can train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to help students with this, &lt;a href="http://ojtcareers.com/"&gt;OJTCareers&lt;/a&gt; was launched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;OJT Careers is an up-and-coming local online recruitment network especially developed with interns and fresh graduates as the target market. OJT Careers caters to young individuals who are looking for their first full-time jobs, or part-time jobs they could involve themselves in. As there are a lot of student applicants and an increasing number of fresh graduates every year, the inexperienced has become a class of their own, and they need more exposure and opportunities to make use of their skills and knowledge. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJT Careers highlights the abilities and competence of the fresh graduates and the interns that's why they are prioritized in the development of the site. People in OJT Careers believe that even the fresh graduates and interns should be able to prove themselves of what they can do, so you can be sure that when you apply through OJT Careers, your application will not be buried and forgotten as what happens when fresh graduates compete with those who have more experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different companies are choosing to post to OJT Careers because of faster feedback and more filtered results. Job applicants choose to look for jobs in OJT Careers because it's more convenient and the job postings are specifically posted for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJT Careers is more user-friendly and more convenient to use for both employers and job applicants. OJT Careers also makes sure that the young individuals who search for jobs through the site get the necessary help they need about job applications and interviews through the advice section of the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though OJT Careers is still a relatively young recruitment network, the quality of the jobs, the credibility of the employers, and the competence of the job applicants are not compromised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else is there to worry about having your on the job training? OJTcareers is an avenue to help graduating students find the best training they can have, so as to maximize a young professional's abilities. Their site doesn't only cater available training grounds for students, but they also give tips on how to answer interviews well, what seminars to attend, resume workshops, and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ojtcareers.com/"&gt;SOURCE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-5697282240302167652?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/5697282240302167652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-job-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5697282240302167652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/5697282240302167652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-job-training.html' title='On the Job Training'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-6737641654148492278</id><published>2009-06-17T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:01:02.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kris allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael johns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam lambert'/><title type='text'>Michael Johns says something About Adam Lambert</title><content type='html'>Michael Johns would have to be one of my favorites idols ever, and his season [7] was I think my favorite of all. :) I even watched Michael at Trinoma last year when he visited the country (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OUCzQFGW91U"&gt;youtube video singing If You Could Only See&lt;/a&gt;) and giggled over his super hot body and Australian accent. Anyway, I read this over and thought I share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michael Johns:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I think Kris is great &lt;/span&gt;and I thought Adam was good too.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; I picked Kris in the finale - I just thought America would relate to him more. I think he'll make a good record and have a career for sure.&lt;/span&gt; I hope America voted for talent and not what they did or didn't think of Adam's sexuality. I mean come on people it's 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Haha. That made me laugh a little! Go Michael Johns! And Kris Allen of course! I love them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://krisallenation.com"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-6737641654148492278?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/6737641654148492278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-johns-says-something-about-adam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6737641654148492278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/6737641654148492278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-johns-says-something-about-adam.html' title='Michael Johns says something About Adam Lambert'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-75465797403013116</id><published>2009-06-17T03:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:49:38.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so you think you can dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karla garcia'/><title type='text'>Another Pinoy Pride</title><content type='html'>Allan Pineda of Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Scherzinger of Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;Enrique Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Improgo of Metro Station&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens of the infamous High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;Charice Pempengco&lt;br /&gt;Arnel Pineda of The Journey&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Trias of American Idol Season 3&lt;br /&gt;Ramiel Malubay of American Idol Season 7&lt;br /&gt;Billy Crawford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sjf1dSPsZZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rPgWszyOkIo/s1600-h/karla_face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sjf1dSPsZZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rPgWszyOkIo/s200/karla_face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348012965988427154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and others to add in the list of those many Pinoys who are making it big internationally. While I was googling their names, I found this certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karla Garcia&lt;/span&gt; who recently was included in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/span&gt; Top 20. I remembered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melody Lacayanga&lt;/span&gt;, who was a finalist of the 5th season, and the other Pinay dancer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheryl Burke&lt;/span&gt;, who emerged as the winner of Dancing With the Stars (with partner Drew Lachey) back in season 2. And here comes another talented Pinay, who's surely doing good in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla is a 23 year old graduate of New York University, and currently residing in Brooklyn. (&lt;a href="http://www.starmometer.com/2009/06/07/pinay-karla-garcia-makes-it-to-so-you-think-you-can-dance-top-20/#more-9871"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-75465797403013116?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/75465797403013116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-pinoy-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/75465797403013116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/75465797403013116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-pinoy-pride.html' title='Another Pinoy Pride'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sjf1dSPsZZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rPgWszyOkIo/s72-c/karla_face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2893863956010293431</id><published>2009-06-17T01:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:33:42.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephenie meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon official trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>New Moon: It isn't Always About Edward</title><content type='html'>I wasn't actually into this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_Movie"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; thing until I watched the movie November last year with a friend. Straight from the &lt;a href="http://www.lcp.gov.ph/"&gt;Lung Center of the Philippines&lt;/a&gt;, where I was having my internship as a student physical therapist, we went to Trinoma to watch the said movie, for the primary reason that everyone was not just watching it, but going gaga over it, particularly over Edward Cullen, as played by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cedric_Diggory"&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/a&gt;. I was never really amazed with the movie, so I went reading the book to compare. Well, Twilight was not my type of story. Then I decided to read the next book, which is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_moon_movie"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt;, and I think I particularly liked this one better than Twilight. I loved Jacob's character more (then I realized I don't always go for the leads, I'm more for the semi-villains. hahaha.). But due to my pseudo-busy schedule, I haven't finished reading this sequel. I can sense though that I might look forward for the movie's showing in November this year. I found this on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; and it says it's New Moon's OFFICIAL trailer. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2893863956010293431?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2893863956010293431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon-it-isnt-always-about-edward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2893863956010293431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2893863956010293431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon-it-isnt-always-about-edward.html' title='New Moon: It isn&apos;t Always About Edward'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428000587728552336.post-2334993036307448700</id><published>2009-06-17T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:29:40.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eclipse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freebies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephenie meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking dawn'/><title type='text'>Twilight Saga Ebook on your PC and PSP</title><content type='html'>Now that the second leg of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_Saga"&gt;Twilight Saga&lt;/a&gt; is coming soon, and I'm sure all Edward-Bella fans are all excited, I decided to put these links again and let all of you enjoy the best of Stephenie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you it's FREE and SAFE baby.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time that I was really addicted in finding free ebooks online. Thought of hosting the files myself so people like me won't have a hard time downloading them, and have my favorite books' copy on the comfort of my pc or laptop, even my psp. I made too easy you can get it effortlessly and no sweat. Just sit there, click and boom! That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need:&lt;br /&gt;1. A computer with Adobe reader&lt;br /&gt;2. An internet connection&lt;br /&gt;3. If you have a PSP, prepare you USB cord/memory card reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you want to download the four books by Stephenie Meyer, click on the following links. It will lead you to the download page. The files are in PDF.&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?vjdmmix2inm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2vq4ghnz2ji"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?idc1kmtmtim"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?kdwetw5amk1"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you want to download a pseudo-ebook format for your PSP, click on the succeeding links. They're in .rar format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?new4ymuctyf"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mwttzmoc5jd"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wtnmyenmomj"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zz05z4jqjdi"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Once download is complete, open the .rar document (eg Twilight.rar) and right click the folder entitled "Twilight", and click "Extract to the specified folder" to extract the files. Choose your destination folder and name it "Twilight". Once complete, you can check the file by clicking on the folder where you save it. Open the folder and you will see .jpg files starting from 0000 Twilight,0000 New Moon, etc... You just have to connect your PSP to your computer and Copy the extracted folder to PSP/Photo (this is why I called it "pseudo-ebook" coz they're actually picture files, and not strictly an ebook. cool huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Just make sure you have enough memory on your console, then you can start viewing them for your pleasure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Say thanks to me, ok? Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the files are a bit large (especially the PSP files), and downloading them takes time, around 30minutes per folder on a normal DSL connection. though your time is gold, remember, PATIENCE is a virtue! God bless :)&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. xoxo &lt;a href="http://mediafire.com"&gt;MEDIAFIRE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;joiceeey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6428000587728552336-2334993036307448700?l=whenyoure20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/feeds/2334993036307448700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/twilight-saga-ebook-on-your-pc-and-psp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2334993036307448700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6428000587728552336/posts/default/2334993036307448700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoure20.blogspot.com/2009/06/twilight-saga-ebook-on-your-pc-and-psp.html' title='Twilight Saga Ebook on your PC and PSP'/><author><name>JoiceyTwenty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09756428947695311204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jyKER4DYTew/Sre9eMYWC2I/AAAAAAAABTY/Z67_6K58XRg/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
