<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:28:22.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-116280335347569855</id><published>2006-11-06T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:20:41.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tiring Weakend....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, don't try to succesively doing hadas on two straight days. Its no fun at all. Promise. It can be really tiring and painful. Whatever. My friend told me its just two ways to handle it. Abstain from it to forget the whole thing and the second one is to make hada as many as I can... so i chose the second one and now, there would be no more hada anytime soon. My legs and jaw hurt. Really. And my **** seriously also hurt. Pakshet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to myself: no to hadas every night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-116280335347569855?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116280335347569855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=116280335347569855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/116280335347569855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/116280335347569855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/tiring-weakend.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-115762241293752901</id><published>2006-09-07T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:46:52.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2m60eh4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2m60eh4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! It can't believe it! Here is the new season of Americas' Next Top Model!!! Oh my god, I'm hyperventilating from all the excitement. I just wish that ETC would be kind enough to also carry this one after the 5th cycle which they are currently showing now here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-115762241293752901?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115762241293752901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=115762241293752901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/115762241293752901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/115762241293752901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-god-it-cant-believe-it-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-115633567547106469</id><published>2006-08-23T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T05:21:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Happy!!!</title><content type='html'>This month has been a rollercoaster month for me. Up and down but the big thing is I'm a renewed person. I swear if you see me now, you might think I'm crazy cause sometimes I smile with no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: those people who are close to me know why I am like this... I'm so happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-115633567547106469?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115633567547106469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=115633567547106469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/115633567547106469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/115633567547106469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-happy.html' title='I&apos;m So Happy!!!'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-114890417233434767</id><published>2006-05-29T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T05:02:52.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounds Of Friends In Makati</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Rounds Of Friends In Makati&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya! I went around again in makati to awaken my old alliances with my college blockmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: Ogilvy&lt;br /&gt;Person to visit: Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second stop: DM9&lt;br /&gt;Person to visit: Kat C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third stop: Strat Works&lt;br /&gt;Person to visit: May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth and final stop for the day: BBDO&lt;br /&gt;Person to visit: Shirley aka Badj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 out of four, I managed to visit and meet the person to visit. Hay, miss you guys! I wish I was back in college when the worries are simple, but to think about it, I want the purchaising power if I'm working. Hmmm, compromise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-114890417233434767?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114890417233434767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=114890417233434767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/114890417233434767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/114890417233434767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/rounds-of-friends-in-makati.html' title='Rounds Of Friends In Makati'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-114890393145966171</id><published>2006-05-29T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T04:58:51.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Things To Do With Your I-pod</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;More Things To Do With Your I-pod&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 people to play this game too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Lady Marmalade (Christina Aguilera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Through The Rain (M. Carey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Foolish Heart (Nina) uhoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Emotion (Destiny's Child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Baby Boy (Beyonce) umm... freaky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime (J. Jackson) wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Dirrty (C. Aguilera) wtf again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;I Turn To You (C. Aguilera) great answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;This Kiss (F. Hill) duh... like nobody kissed me today... beso-beso lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;I Still Believe (M. Carey) believe in what? that i'll eventually get a job? correct there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful (C. Aguilera) great answer! i didn't cheat, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Jealous (Nina) tama ba toh? they went to heaven na noh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Energy (Natalie) yup in a very energetic person, but now i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;They Can't That Away From Me (M. Carey) really now? they don't want to let me go? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;No Scrubs (TLC) yeah! no scrubs for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;The Last Goodbye (Atomic Kitten) hmmm... very profound answer for an equally deep question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Weak (Jojo) me?! weak?! i don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Say That You Love Me (L. Salonga) ha! that proves my point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Where Are You Now (J. Jackson) does this mean i need to travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Officially Missing You (Tamia) huh?! I have to miss myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Its My Life (No Doubt) yeah! i'll decide whether or not i will have one or for that matter dozens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Funny answers! I want more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-114890393145966171?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114890393145966171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=114890393145966171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/114890393145966171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/114890393145966171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-things-to-do-with-your-i-pod.html' title='More Things To Do With Your I-pod'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-114847927265561684</id><published>2006-05-24T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:01:12.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roaming Free Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Roaming Free Again&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I am umemployed again... after a short but meaningful 2 months of laughing at applicants who want to get in the lucrative business of the call center industry, I was again let go by the stupid management. I guess I was never meant for the busy and funny world of mass recruitment in PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy lately updating me with all the stuff I have seemed to miss out upon when I was working in PS, like my schedule back then was Monday to Saturday, literally. Of course the bittersweet ending of all this short charade was the people who I have grown close with. Ok at this point we need a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie: the first person I met and became close with at PS. Lucky one you are! Hope your you would prosper there in that kind of environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaime: the ever soft-spoken one, you just have to believe in yourself and your an elmer girl... remember it... not elmar, got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: the wild child of the group, I would miss our perpetually lost escapades with her driving skills and her breaks in which I would accompany her for a smoke in the pantry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelle: the modest one... rich but a very grounded individual who has a ton of patience but has her limits... I would certainly miss our great mall escapades during our lunch breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha: this girl is a whole lotta woman! Has confidence built-in and hard wired to her personality, you go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cielo: the one who could relate to my insane spending habits but the difference is that, this girl could really afford it... I'm wishing you an advance blissful married life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen: the newest one yet I have only known the shortest, silents but also fun is you decided to look more closely... girl you have a lot to learn about the real world, sadly we wouldn't be part a you open and discover new things in life, what the heck, we're just a text away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda: the morena beauty, knows how to spend a good time even though this girl is pious, hey dazzle everyone out there with your innate charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: the meek one, easy to talk to and don't her looks fool you this girl is loaded! And even suprisingly, the knows how to laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egor: the only guy in the group... as far as I am concerned. Very gentleman and very fluent in english... good luck to your stay there in PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone I failed to mention, sorry I forgot. To all those who want to be included in the world of frantic mass recruitment in PS, I advise you go and look for another company, in which you not a contractual employee renewable every month and considered a disposable person in the higher scheme of thier organizational chart. No room for growth whatsoever. Really. I swear your off with a better company. I hope merv will be struck with lighting and Julia, hope you trip and stumble in the drop-off ground in PS. :) What can I say? I'm just a freshly laid-off employee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-114847927265561684?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114847927265561684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=114847927265561684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/114847927265561684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/114847927265561684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/roaming-free-again.html' title='Roaming Free Again'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113974018240328631</id><published>2006-02-12T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T02:29:42.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A Fun Saturday Night!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it seems I'm the only one having fun these days... Cheer up people! Last night miles, chase and moi went out to get togehter again and catch up with what has be happpening with each other. Miles and me went to Makati earlier because miles wanted to buy a nice pair of shoes and some accessories coz she'll be awarded for her superb efforts in the pr of dove. She settles on a nice pair of golden open-toed slingbacks from Francesco and we went to Carolinas to buy a small tiara which she'll wear to the event itself. So proud of you miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Cafe Breton to have some delish make-your-own crepes. Yum!!!! I had mangoes, cream, and chocolate syrup! Love it! Miles ordered additional bananas and caramel syrup instead of chocolate. We talked there for a while about life and our social lives.... and we waited for chase there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when chase showed up... like fashionably late... we decided to check the movie times and we all decided to watch "Fun with Dick and Jane". But before we watched the movie, we ate at Bolas... (did I got it right? The resto who sells meatballs?) and after that that we went around some shops. After that it was already time to watch the movie. It was a funny movie but I find it to short or the story was very fast paced. And the stupid ticket girl was poor in Math! Meron pa kaming sukli and she told us na wala na daw kaming sukli and I clearly remember that we gave 440 but the cost of three tickets was only 420! She short-changed us! Kakarmahin ka din! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we decided to gatecrash at one of chase's friend in Mezze. It was an open bar, so miles and moi ordered Margaritas while chase ordered shirley temple. Which again, proved that I get easily drunk. By the end of my drink I was again red-faced and laughing uncontrollably. So we decided to get ourselves coffee and headed to Starbucks, which prove to be worthless coz I didn't like the caramel frap that i got. And coincidentally, there's a prom on which we saw hordes of young adolescent teens wearing coat and yards and yards of unfashinable tulle! I saw even some just pull their shoes of their feet! Hello! So bizarre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey siomai you should be there! Next time you double check and have a planner with you okie? There is next time pa naman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113974018240328631?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113974018240328631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113974018240328631&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113974018240328631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113974018240328631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-saturday-night-hey-it-seems-im.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113930923205407712</id><published>2006-02-07T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T02:49:41.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Love Little Britain!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Little Britain (shown in Star World every Sunday 10:00 in the evening)!!! That show is super funny! Everytime I watch it I can't stop myself from laughing! Will &amp; Grace has become dry so I turn to Little Britain for my comic relief every sunday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the list of my favorite characters in that show: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/vicky_pollard.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicky Pollard is your common-or-garden teenage delinquent, the sort you can see hanging around any number of off licences in Britain, trying to persuade people going inside to buy them 10 fags and a bottle of White Lightening. Whether nicking stuff from the supermarket or swapping her baby for a Westlife CD, Vicky reacts to any accusation with indignant outrage, while filling you in on 'this fing wot you know nuffin about'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/sebastian_michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian is the Prime Minister's aide, and loves him deeply. Clingy, bitchy and insanely jealous, Sebastian wants nothing more than to have the Prime Minister all to himself. The Prime Minister only just tolerates Sebastian's erratic behaviour, but is largely oblivious to his aide's obsession - even when Sebastian is forcibly slow-dancing with him to Careless Whisper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/marjorie_dawes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marjorie Dawes is the terrifying leader of weight loss support group Fatfighters. Every week, she mercilessly belittles and humiliates the group for being so, well, fat, while all the time oblivious to her own size, and desperately trying to conceal her compulsive consumption of biscuits, crisps and any other junk she can get her hands on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/lou_andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Herby City live Andy and his carer Lou. Lou selflessly dedicates his life to looking after wheelchair-bound Andy and Andy selfishly dedicates his life to making things as difficult as possible for Lou. What Lou doesn't know is that there's nothing wrong with Andy's legs, and whenever he turns his back, Andy's off out of his chair and gambolling about like a fat, balding, semi-naked spring lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/daffyd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committed 'homosexualist' Daffyd lives in the Welsh town of Llanddewi Brefi. Proud to be gay, Daffyd flaunts his sexuality in a variety of rubber outfits, to the villagers' complete indifference. He refuses to accept he's not the only 'gayer' in the village, and is outraged when fellow gays trespass on his patch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the characters of the prime minister and his assistant and marjorie the leader of the fatfighters. I highly recommend it! You'll not stop laughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113930923205407712?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113930923205407712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113930923205407712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113930923205407712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113930923205407712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-little-britain-i-love-little.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113852953737006320</id><published>2006-01-29T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T02:12:17.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vogue's Febuary 2006 Cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/0001-drewheaven.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore will grace this year's Vogue's Febuary cover. She look on FIRE! Looove the red dress. And she has also lose a great deal of weight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113852953737006320?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113852953737006320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113852953737006320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113852953737006320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113852953737006320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/vogues-febuary-2006-cover-drew.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113800249058057268</id><published>2006-01-22T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:48:10.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Baclaran En Route To Movie!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/screen_gems/underworld__evolution/kate_beckinsale/evolution2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/screen_gems/underworld__evolution/kate_beckinsale/evolution2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could now definitely say that I have now stepped into the Baclaran area. You asked why? Cause we have to bring our "padala" to my dear aunts in UAE to this guy who happens to be living in Baclaran and he is leaving soon. I didn't knew that is was far from my place! Me and aunt took us about more than an hour to reach that place. And the traffic was horrible. I was like Divisoria but more spacious (I think...) we didn't go to the innermost part... we just have to meet the guy on the LRT station which was I found out the last station for LRT. Thank God he sisn't took long to meet us there and after exchanging goods and thank yous we decided to muster our strenghts and go and ride LRT. I was frankly afraid of the people who would bump me and the "policy". Whatever. Thank God the LRT station of Baclaran was the first one (in our case) so we were able to sit comfortably. May I saw that even though I abhor riding LRT or MRT, it does make an effective way of travelling around the Metro, took us only a few minutes compared to the jeepney ride going there in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Greenbelt to watch Underworld Evolution. It was nice! Kate Bekinsale... love her! And as I watched the movie, I thought the character played by Scott Speedman was killed... but not! He's a hybrid! Sexy hybrid if I might add. I hate sad endings, you see. I have always found fascination toward vampires... hmmm... they seem so sexy and dark and brooding. And the movie was the number box-office hit to date. Yehey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113800249058057268?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113800249058057268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113800249058057268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113800249058057268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113800249058057268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/baclaran-en-route-to-movie-i-could-now.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113741448887435695</id><published>2006-01-16T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T04:28:08.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Dublin Mudslide Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/dublin-mudslide.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't remember any of this in the morning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&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/7406449-113741448887435695?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113741448887435695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113741448887435695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113741448887435695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113741448887435695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-are-dublin-mudslide-ice-cream-you.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113732913922379277</id><published>2006-01-15T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:45:39.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A Shrimp Filled Saturday Night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot that I have mentioned to my friend chase that we would be going out this Saturday so I was suprised that he called me to remind me about it. He has some gift certifcates from Bubba Gump so I decided to go through with it. We like to invite Miles but sadly she has made earlier engagement so she couldn't come with us. So I decided to invite Celestialsiomai and thanks god I was able to reach her in time because she was already leaving for her saturday class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decide to meet at Greenbelt's Powerbooks at 6 in the evening. So I came along with my family to some shopping first then before 6 I already went to our meeting point. First to come was Siomai then I went with her to Sm ticknet to get her ticket to Jason Mraz's concert. After that we went back and met with Chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went directly to Bubba Gump and had the time of our life eating seafood especially shrimps. Very oily, bad for the heart. I noticed most of the diners were chinese. Mostly old people. Don't they know its bad for them? Anyway, next we went around some shop and ogled at the fabulous cases for ipod we found at Kate Spade. (It cost around 4k.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we decide to get some coffee and chat the night away while bitching about other people in Starbucks and laugh-out loud! We talked about lives and stuff. :) Then siomai had to leave because of some project she has to do. So chase want to watch a movie and decided to watch King Kong. I was a looong movie! 3 hours long! The ickiest part was the insects and leeches. Ewwwww. Digusting! I was really sad for the beast. Whatever. Kinda nice though. I really wish that Jack Black's character would be killed! So greedy and manipulative. Grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113732913922379277?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113732913922379277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113732913922379277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113732913922379277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113732913922379277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/shrimp-filled-saturday-night-i-also.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113715273698900427</id><published>2006-01-13T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T03:45:37.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;X-men Trailer! Warning H-O-T Mutants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently have chatted with my long-time friend fran and he was raving about the new X-Men trailer that he has seen on Yahoo Movies. So I decided to check it out and it seems the are a lot of new characters to be introduced in the movie. There the addition of Angel (which by the way looks HOT!) and there is Juggernut, Beast, Colossus (with is also H-O-T!) and Kitty Pryde as Shadowcat! I'm so thrilled they decided to make her one of the main characters of the movie! I'm a Kitty Pryde fan! Sadly, Nightcrawler wasn't included in the story (I guess one blue guy is enough) and news that Jean Grey will be already be Phoenix... Dark Phoenix which will technically her role will be a villian. Storm now sporting a new shorter do. But I'm too sure where Magneto is. I already visited the offical website and there is not picture of Magneto. Hmmm... Maybe it's a suprise. Friends I want to watch this movie togther with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/xmen3_char.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is hot! I would do him in a heartbeat! Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113715273698900427?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113715273698900427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113715273698900427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113715273698900427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113715273698900427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/x-men-trailer-warning-h-o-t-mutants-i.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113706878830054201</id><published>2006-01-12T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T04:26:28.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering Around Makati</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Wandering Around Makati&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two days I have been walking around Makati like a mentally deranged person looking for a job. My Itenerary happens to look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;- lunch with Ms. Nans (hr of mccann) at Yellowcab; first time we co-trainess seen each other again&lt;br /&gt;- asked her for referrals&lt;br /&gt;- met with Miles&lt;br /&gt;- went to different ad agencies (with celestialsiomai)&lt;br /&gt;- ate at Cafe Breton... delish crepes! Mine included mangoes, cream, and chocolate syrup just like the one in La Salle!&lt;br /&gt;- after that, we watched Family Stone which I have to admit made me cry&lt;br /&gt;- went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;- met with May&lt;br /&gt;- waited for celestialsiomai for hours at Powerbooks&lt;br /&gt;- bought some drink at Fuzion&lt;br /&gt;- went around again Makati&lt;br /&gt;- ate soemthing at Country Style&lt;br /&gt;- went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could honestly say that looking for a job isn't only physically tiring but also emo draining as well! But I have to say during the aimless searching I spotted some cute guys! :) Next week I would go out again to pass my resumes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113706878830054201?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113706878830054201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113706878830054201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113706878830054201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113706878830054201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/wandering-around-makati.html' title='Wandering Around Makati'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113644819460501712</id><published>2006-01-05T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:03:14.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Blast From The Past&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/shaniatwain.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I happen to stumble upon a historical artifact. I have seen agaiin the video of Shaina Twain "You've A Got A Way" and it dawned on me that Shaina Twain is pretty indeed! Well on some of her videos I have to admit she will not be receiviing any fashion awards on those kind of fashion statement she's wearing but in this particular video everything seems to fall into place: to her hair, make-up which looks so enchantingly perfect, to  her corset top full of flowers! I say FABULOUS! I'd wished she dooon't go back to country singiing trash... I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113644819460501712?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113644819460501712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113644819460501712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113644819460501712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113644819460501712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/blast-from-past-last-night-i-happen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113577183949528333</id><published>2005-12-28T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T04:13:59.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;What Has Happened to Mariah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/mariah20carey.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/mariah_diva002_thumb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Mariah? Since the nervous breakdown she gained a lot of weight? A huge difference that we could see here. Hope see lose some unwanted pounds coz really she's turning into a soprano voiced chimpanzee. Don't get me wrong, I still love Mimi but she has to watch what see eats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113577183949528333?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113577183949528333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113577183949528333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113577183949528333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113577183949528333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-has-happened-to-mariah-before.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113576818106728285</id><published>2005-12-28T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T03:09:41.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;go to media... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;nada... hmmm. stop unwanted pregnacies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;none that i remember... si lola tuyang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;a job? hehehe? a stable job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;i guess the fabulous people that I met in UM, the co-trainees of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;um... being accepted in UM? not sure that can be counted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;not having a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;the usual, colds/sinusitis... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;jackets! (zara) and my wallet from Lacoste (even thoug i wouldm't be expecting new deposits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;none really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;ugly people? joke... the fat, huge ass girl? joke! I guess not seeing my friends anymore on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;clothes, kikay stuff, food, gimiks, do the math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;cosmo bachelor bash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song(s) will always remind you of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;gwen stefani songs, the mariah songs, kelly clarkson songs... a lot in fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;i. happier or sadder? -- sadder&lt;br /&gt;ii. thinner or fatter? -- fatter&lt;br /&gt;iii. richer or poorer? -- poorer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish you'd done more?&lt;br /&gt;made more money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;being a biatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;eat and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;none existent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;a lot... i wish they would bring back antm... hmmm, mad tv (new found), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;no... in fact they increased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;joy luck club... i'm about to read memoirs of a geisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;pussycat dolls? that the lead singer is half pilipina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;a military inspired jacket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... in her shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;let me remember... i was working during my b-day and i'll be turning 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;a job that I actually love and like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?&lt;br /&gt;androgenous glam! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;christian savani, he's a member of the italian men's volleyball team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;none... couldn't care less... just the rallies that causes all the traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;my posse in UM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;please refer to the answer previous to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005:&lt;br /&gt;don't assume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote a song lyric that sums up your year&lt;br /&gt;this is hard! can't think of anything right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was 2005 a good year for you?&lt;br /&gt;kinda. it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt;going out with my UM friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your least favorite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt;right now... the! jobless... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when 2005 began?&lt;br /&gt;inside the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were you with?&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be when 2005 ends?&lt;br /&gt;house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will you be with when 2005 ends?&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a new years resolution for 2006?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you fall in love in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;nope... but a lot of crushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If yes, with who?&lt;br /&gt;n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If yes, do they know?&lt;br /&gt;n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still in love with them?&lt;br /&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You regret it?&lt;br /&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you breakup with anyone in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;hell no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you make any new friends in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;yes. at work. a lot of them in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your favorite new friends?&lt;br /&gt;all of my co-trainees back in UM, cy, juzi, mudra, lian, lotis, regi, jeri and rb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite month of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;no partciular month I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you lose anybody close to you in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;i guess the friends i have in UM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you miss anybody in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;a lot of them... terribly missing them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite record from 2005?&lt;br /&gt;i guess from kelly clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many concerts did you see in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;none. dont like concerts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a favorite concert in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you drink a lot of alchohol in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;yes... i mean compared to others it might be consider only miniscule but to me its a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do a lot of drugs in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;like cold medicines? yup? sometimes I drink a total of 4 medications a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people did you sleep with in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;none like sexually? none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do anything you are ashamed of this year?&lt;br /&gt;not that I remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst lie someone told you in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember coz I always do it... joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you treat somebody badly in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did somebody treat you badly in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money did you spend in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;please refer to the previous post... a buttload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your proudest moment of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;getting in UM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your most embarrassing moment of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;none that I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time to any moment of 2005 and change something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;not going to media anymore the second time but now that I met new friends there... it isn't that bad at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for 2006?&lt;br /&gt;find new work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113576818106728285?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113576818106728285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113576818106728285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113576818106728285'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/223932.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3015465.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3410990.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/379972.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/4288305.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/431109.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/473444.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/4877739.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113567394356660503</id><published>2005-12-27T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:59:26.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Do Some Inventory Work... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take pictures of the things that I buy... seriously... they are investments... they should be consider investments with the e-vat and all. I should document it, even the paper bags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113567394356660503?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113567394356660503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113567394356660503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113567394356660503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113567394356660503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-some-inventory-work.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113567204133126149</id><published>2005-12-26T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:27:21.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Just Can't Help It!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently bought again a wallet from Lacoste so it would match with the bag I bought back then. It's white and so pretty (even though I spent a buttload of cash on it, it was worth it!!! Did I mentioned I was able to purchase it because my aunt gave a gift check for rustan's?) Fabulous even without work! Take that Mccann!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113567204133126149?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113567204133126149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113567204133126149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113567204133126149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113567204133126149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-cant-help-it-i-just-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113532710481487791</id><published>2005-12-23T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:38:24.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/hollabackgirl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.467947983&amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;Hollaback Girl&lt;/a&gt; by Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This shit is bananas B-A-N-A-N-A-S)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, 2005 was the Best Year Ever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&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/7406449-113532710481487791?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113532710481487791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113532710481487791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113532710481487791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113532710481487791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-2005-song-is-hollaback-girl-by.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113532590005276580</id><published>2005-12-23T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:18:20.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Things I Bought While I'm in UM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 new pair of shoes (5 thou plus another 3 thou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pefume (2 thou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikay supplies (2 thou worth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 jackets (6 plus altogether)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pair of denim pants (a total of 4 thou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 1 polo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that's it. But I  know there wouldbe more in the future. The grand total of all of this frivolous spending is about 22 thou and more! Good lord! That's why I don't have credit cards, heaven forbid that I took possession of one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113532590005276580?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113532590005276580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113532590005276580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113532590005276580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113532590005276580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/things-i-bought-while-im-in-um-2-new.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113532551086944962</id><published>2005-12-22T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:11:50.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Back To Square One...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my Christmas again for this year is quite literally sad... I'm officially jobless again. I am disappointed by the decision of the mothers not to hire me... maybe they just can't handle the heat that I bring to UM. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking on the other side of things, maybe Media isn't really for me. This has been my second time to try it and it still didn't worked out. The really bad thing aout this is that I cannot anymore see my beloved friends whom I shared countless joys there in UM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of us who didn't make it here's my parting words for all of you. (And albeit I also will include those who made it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cy:&lt;br /&gt;my wicked sistah, I will terribly miss our laugh trips together and your deep and very honest opinions about the birds and bees, I will miss your sponteneity and infectious laugh and your ability to give realy sound and honest advise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lia:&lt;br /&gt;my Mother! (even though we can't each other "mothers" anymore) I shall miss your naivety and your "in your face" honesty, we share the same passion for clothes specifically the brands and jackets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lian:&lt;br /&gt;diorella! the rocker in our group with a very stylish personality and beautiful calming voice, effortless style I should say, her love for sleep during mornings, and her well deserved stint in love... you go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To RB:&lt;br /&gt;the robot/pokemon loving person in the squad... silent but very approachable, suprisingly adaptable to any person he encounters, I could say I would miss his shocking and scandalous revelations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the other lucky group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Juzi:&lt;br /&gt;juziness! Gonna miss you too! by the time we entered revalida we have become really close... hay, gonna miss your stories about your dating escapades, honey, I'll be not there anymore to give advice to your choice regarding men... we had our sleepovers and obh (remember it? operation boy hunting?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Regi:&lt;br /&gt;sistah! whatever you decide eventually there we will understand it... I would miss your not so often but right on the target retorts full of gay sarcasm... the little bouts of words with mudra and cheekiness... and I will miss one of the most colorful yet deep persons I have met and became friends with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lotis:&lt;br /&gt;cheekiness! This girl lived in a vacuum but I know that is about to change due to the fact we have corrupted her mind, hahaha! I will miss your usb (among all the usbs I have seen yours is still the best I have seen)... and I will miss our lessons in the different lingos she still needs to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally to Jeri:&lt;br /&gt;the most cutest among all of us, still searching to mr. perfect (who isn't) she has her own flair for style... her party van, and because of her I might want to get a flip phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish we met sooner or that the revalida was longer. I'll terribly be missing all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113532551086944962?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113532551086944962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113532551086944962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113532551086944962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113532551086944962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-to-square-one.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113315717387583974</id><published>2005-11-27T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:21:23.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/141020050923226p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/141020050923226p.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Name: Christian Savani&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Savo &lt;br /&gt;Place and date of birth: Castiglione of Stiviere (MN) the 22/02/1982 &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign: Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Marital status: Single&lt;br /&gt;Height: 196 &lt;br /&gt;Role: attacker &lt;br /&gt;Degree: Electronic technician &lt;br /&gt;A dream: to Win the championship&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies: movies and music &lt;br /&gt;A quality: simplicity &lt;br /&gt;A fault: stubbornness &lt;br /&gt;He likes: going to the Garda Lake &lt;br /&gt;He hates: false people &lt;br /&gt;He has chosen volley because: He likes volley and it gives him great satisfaction &lt;br /&gt;Volley means: a lot, to him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Match: World League Bologna 2003, Italia-Brasile: 3-2 &lt;br /&gt;Match to forget: Itas - Sisley September 22, 2004 &lt;br /&gt;Sports Model: Andrea Giani &lt;br /&gt;Most important coach: Emanuele Zanini &lt;br /&gt;Team fellow to which he's attached the most: They're all friends &lt;br /&gt;He'd dedicate an important victory to: his parents &lt;br /&gt;Ideal city: Desenzano (for now) &lt;br /&gt;Car: A4 cabrio &lt;br /&gt;Movie: Braveheart &lt;br /&gt;Fav Actor / Actress: Mel Gibson/Clare Forlani &lt;br /&gt;Book: Esco a fare due passi (Fabio Volo) &lt;br /&gt;Fav song / group: Yourself (Eminem) - Muse &lt;br /&gt;Food: tiramisù &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God! He looks like a young and a lot cuter version of John Cussack! I swear! He plays on the national team of Italy's Men's Volleyball. I just saw their team fight against Brazil and I was sad that they didn't won the game. He is soooo cute! He is so dreamy. I would like to go to Italy tuloy... Hay... He is so cute!!! Did I mentioned that he C-U-T-E?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113315717387583974?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113315717387583974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113315717387583974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113315717387583974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113315717387583974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/name-christian-savani-nickname-savo.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113246873145864846</id><published>2005-11-19T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:38:51.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047299736_entrancing.jpg" border="0" alt="entrancing"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves&lt;br&gt;your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling&lt;br&gt;he/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kiss&lt;br&gt;that never lessens and always blows your&lt;br&gt;partner away like the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ghettokitty/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20kiss%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; What kind of kiss are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113246873145864846?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113246873145864846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113246873145864846&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113246873145864846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113246873145864846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-have-entrancing-kiss-kind-that.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-113136812164275858</id><published>2005-11-07T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T03:50:48.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Funny Userpics Part V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/7758954.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/7836470.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/861145.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1002516.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1311152.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1317541.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1479820.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1564139.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2225300.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-113136812164275858?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113136812164275858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=113136812164275858&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113136812164275858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/113136812164275858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-userpics-part-v.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112998299572680439</id><published>2005-10-22T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T18:19:12.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;An Almost Perfect Night... Almost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was friday again (I cannot believe it! The week flew so fast!) and I was not an ordinary friday which we would just go and have a well deserve rest for 2 days. This friday was whne our salaries came! Oh, I can imgagine all the stuffs that I would buy... make-up, clothes, food, etc.... so many merchandise so little time (and money).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my co-workers/trainees decided to go and paint the town red (and in this case the town we are referring to was greenbelt). The girls in particular really anticipated this special event. They brought extra clothes and make-up and a curling iron (I wished I had long hair... sigh) Oh I have this fabulous feeling that this would be a fun night with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after work which thank God I managed by:&lt;br /&gt;1. avoid it at all cost which entailed:&lt;br /&gt;   1.a hiding below the desks&lt;br /&gt;   1.b going on extra long breaks&lt;br /&gt;2. finishing it like there was a cosmo bachelor bash part 2 (finish the prezos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really waited for Reggie and RB to finish their work while we are all bush primping up ourselves. (I swear, some of them could be like totally slave drivers. But alas, unfortunately, RB cannot beat the deadline and has to render OT... ew... (I always fail to complete the necessary document to file it...) so he cannot go with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have cars, thru the generosity of Lia and Jeri. We decided to go to Temple bar and have fun and get wasted. Once we arrived in Greenbelt, we met in Powerbooks and some of my friend to buy books and me, where else... in Body Shop. I have to buy my new stock of beauty products. My concealer was already reduced to none so I bought that, then this new wonderful product that I read in the magazine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/pd_face_illuminator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/pd_face_illuminator.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Give skin youthful luminosity with this combination of light diffusers and pearl pigments. Smooth it on, and skin seems to glow from within. Community Traded marula nut oil and vitamin E nourish and protect.&lt;/i&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;So we finally have a table in Temple and just waiting and chilling out when suddenly I saw HIM! The fucking shit that I swear to God I'll rip his every limb from his body with all ferocity I could muster like a demeted person. I have to admit, I'm not good with this kind of confrontation. I refuse to let him destroy my night. God! I hate him so much! Hate him, hate him, I absolutely hate him! I will never, never forget nor forgive you! Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have to shake it off girl! We ordered mostly pancit dishes and some pasta and alcoholic drinks already. Since the incident before... (remember in Masa's) my friends are afraid to let me get drunkl so early in the evening... or even drunk! So I decided to get an apple martini. Delicious! (But I was already red here.) So we decided to dance after some chit-chat. The sounds of the place was quite good some of the songs played I actually liked... but for the most part I realized that I am still not comfortable to dance in public places more so in Temple. But there are some cute guys I saw there. Even the the owner or the manager was cute. I could ask him, "Do you have a brother? And by any chance would you two (or more) be identical twins (or more)." Hahaha! That would be most fun is he answered yes! He would be the answer to my fantasy or eherm... dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lian, oh Lian was the most happy among all of us. You go girl! Go and make your mamma proud! The hair, oh hair was fabulous! So we partied until 2:00 in the early morning of Sunday. thank God it did not rain or anything and it was easy to get a cab going home. And it was not suprised at all to see my mom stuill awake in the lving room waiting for me. All I needed to do was to approach her and gave her a portion of my salary. And all is fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112998299572680439?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112998299572680439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112998299572680439&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112998299572680439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112998299572680439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/almost-perfect-night.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112877126070824007</id><published>2005-10-08T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T04:34:42.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="480" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage.mac.com/tonyjohnston/.Pictures/tarot/20-Judgement.gif" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;I am Judgement&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Judgement can be a reminder that judgments are necessary; sometimes you must decide. At such moments, it is best to consider the matter carefully and then commit yourself without censure. If you are being judged yourself, learn from the process. Take what is of value, correct what needs correcting, but never lose sight of your worth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a full description of your card and other goodies, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.learntarot.com/maj20.htm" target="_blank"&gt;LearnTarot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.obeythefist.com/tarot/"&gt;What tarot card are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Enter your birthdate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.obeythefist.com/tarot/index.php" method="get"&gt;Month: &lt;input type="text" name="month" size="4" maxlength="2"&gt; Day: &lt;input type="text" name="day" size="4" maxlength="2"&gt; Year: &lt;input type="text" name="year" size="6" maxlength="4" value="19"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="submit"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112877126070824007?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112877126070824007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112877126070824007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112877126070824007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112877126070824007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-judgementjudgement-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112877056053322857</id><published>2005-10-08T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T04:23:52.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;One Rainy, Hectic, Drunk Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Friday came! Alas I could have some decent sleep after a week of grouchy wake-ups. My day started with lectures (by the secooond half of the lecture I started seeing double already due to sheer boredom and lack of sleep) which ended not quite on the schedule! 30 minutes late! Ate my lunch... with  my new found friends... stayed up to 2 something before mustering enough energy to go backk to the office and start working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work started with some bump-offs! Thanks Channel 2! You're the best! (note: sarcasm here...) Then some urgent deliveries to sent to client (damn you client!) and the finance is already going gaga over me because of all the unsigned ce's I have... damn you again! Then more running for nego rate for the damn client and the circulation of some magazine publications... I was literally runnign all over UM here... but still in poise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then worked on my assignment for the lecture which are already piling up... then to a mock tv plan... its sooo hard! All that daypart splits! Thanks God my bosses went for a meeting. I'm free! So me and my new found friends decide we should have some fun! Decision: Go to Masa's at Greenbelt... eat, drink and be drunkk spilling alll secrets until you and your new found friends are buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo we order a whole array of food; let mw think... Tokwa't baboy, sisig, pansit canton and liempo. And how could I pass the zombie frozen! It was delish! Yummm! But I know for a fact that I not good handling alcoholic drinks. let me count the ways to overkill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drink early on the evening.&lt;br /&gt;2. Become red as a tomato.&lt;br /&gt;3. Laugh incoherently and at everything.&lt;br /&gt;4. Falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;5. And finally puking all the food you ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, I was kinda sad... the food was free pa naman thanks to the eternal generosity of Lian! Thanks again Lian! You're pretty. Hahaha! And the whole fucking time was raining, but at least I am with  my friends so it didn't seem to dampen the festive mood that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all... it was hard to get taxis!!! Putah! They are more picky than me when it comes to choosing their passengers! But it was well compensated because we saw one of the most handsome guys here in the country! Hot mama! If he offered himslef to me... without even batting an eyelash (exact words used by Cy), I would do him in a heartbeat! The muscles on his arms are HUGE! Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up today, I feel like I am aboout to get sick.... Please no... Bawal magkasakit especially when you are working in UM. i wish weekends were longer and the client was an angel with arms of steel... like the guuy we say on McDO in Greenbelt. He was dreamy.... hay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112877056053322857?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112877056053322857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112877056053322857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112877056053322857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112877056053322857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-rainy-hectic-drunk-friday-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112765000689525257</id><published>2005-09-25T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:06:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grand prize for the fifth cycle of AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL includes the opportunity to be managed by Ford Models, a $100,000 contract with cosmetics giant CoverGirl and a fashion spread in Elle magazine. In addition, the winner will be featured on the cover of ELLEgirl magazine alongside Tyra Banks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banks leads the panel of judges for cycle 5, including living fashion icon Twiggy, runway expert J. Alexander and photographer Nigel Barker, who will conduct regular evaluations to narrow the field from week to week. In addition, special guest judges appear to critique within his or her area of expertise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants are asked to demonstrate both inner and outer beauty as they learn to master complicated catwalks, intense physical fitness, fashion photo shoots and perfect publicity skills, all under 24-hour-a-day surveillance of the AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL cameras that chronicle every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Studio 23 to release the 4th Cycle here! Hello! A bit late here! The 5th cycle has already started!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112765000689525257?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112765000689525257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112765000689525257&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112765000689525257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112765000689525257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/grand-prize-for-fifth-cycle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>do you 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width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&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/7406449-112764820451620150?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112764804005352178</id><published>2005-09-25T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T04:34:00.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: April 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 4th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer. &lt;br /&gt;You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize. &lt;br /&gt;Sincere and honest, you are a serious and hard working individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. &lt;br /&gt;The number 4 has something of an inhibiting effect on your ability to show and express affections, as feeling are very closely regulated and controlled. &lt;br /&gt;You are apt to be much more practical, rational, and conscious of details. &lt;br /&gt;There is a good deal of rigidity and stubbornness associated with the number 4.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/7406449-112764804005352178?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112695287424362433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112695287424362433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112695287424362433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/funny-userpics-part-iv.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112626945855024238</id><published>2005-09-09T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T05:46:41.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;One Of The Few Days That I Annually Look Forward To...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Septmeber sets in, there is a feeling that something big, amazing is about to happen. Like a miracle is about to happen. It's the Cosmo Bachelor Bash! Imagine a throng of hooot guys parading in almost nothing, in a flirty mode. I have to summon everybit of my patience and delikadesa not to touch any of those fucking hot guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, there is a chink in my happiness, the guy I have been avoiding (like since we have met) is one of the 69 bachelors! The fuck! And I saw him in the event itself. Feeling gwapo and all; which is soooo not true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host was some girl who I didn't even know. The ground was like a virtual quicksand! All muddy coz of the rain. Ewwww. But the good thing was the aircon was better. Another thing to discuss was the way to get hold of a ticket for the event. Kinda reminds me of the Golden Ticket in Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, loooove it! This year the fucking editors and staff changed the rules. Instead of joining some stupid promo, the ticket would be given by inviation only. The con: if you don't have connections, surely you would not be going this year; the pro: less people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the standards of Cosmo has been constantly dropping over the span of 5 years. The demand for hot meat is ever increasing while the supply is quickly diminshing so I'm not the suprised by the year 2020 the the guys would be like lifeless turds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/DSCN0268.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/DSCN0267.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/DSCN0278.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/DSCN0280.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/DSCN0292.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/DSCN0293.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I can't seem to upload the short videos from the event. Kainis! Meron pa naman si William something. Sorry, his last name is kinda strange. If there is somebody who knows how to upload the clip... it is in Quick Time movie format please leave a message prefarbly in the comments page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112626945855024238?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112626945855024238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112626945855024238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112626945855024238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112626945855024238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-of-few-days-that-i-annually-look.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112626664819354715</id><published>2005-09-09T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:50:48.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Style Moments of 2005!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im proud to present to you the people who have shocked, scandalized the wits out of the fashionistas out there. Be prepared to be revolted, vomit, pull your hair out and throw your monitor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/ohnotheydidnt/3428461.html" target=none&gt;The Winners Are...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112626664819354715?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112626664819354715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112626664819354715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112626664819354715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112626664819354715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/style-moments-of-2005-im-proud-to.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112626549722469536</id><published>2005-09-09T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:31:37.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It Has Been A Looong Time....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for a while I guess... coz my Ragna account was already depleted and the stupid shop run out of cards... dumbass...Yes, I have to admit I have been playing the MMOG's, what wrong with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have finally been warming up to my new job... nice co-workers/bosses, new found friends (heya girls!) and people to make fun of... Bratinella talaga ako! Hahahaha! (girls alam nyo na who is that person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God the reports and all! Can't wait to go home after a hard days work and between dodging the line of eyesight of my supervisors. I have now a new found phobia. Phobia for the Microsoft Outlook. Unspeakable horrors have come from that wretched software disguised in short, concise messages. Warning, avoid at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pay! Pakshet! What is this? Pro-bono work? Hello! I need the purchasing power to survive! Two weeks of no pay! God lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112626549722469536?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112626549722469536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112626549722469536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112626549722469536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112626549722469536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-has-been-looong-time.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112417544984115215</id><published>2005-08-15T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T00:10:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Call Me Desperate... But Not Quite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am romantic whore who doesn't fail to give up hope that someday a tall, toned Caucasian guy will sweep me off my feet... still clinging to that fleeting hope. I never thought that keeping your virginity is hard work! And imagine it for 22 fucking years! That's a lot of work! Not to mention the trauma I had way back in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I give in to temptation? Not sure, but for now, I don't know how am I still holding off these temptations like there is somebody out there to tempt me, I guess that is a remote possiblity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just drowning myself with shopping and downloading music for my mini-ipod and playing GBA, those are the few things that keeps me sane these days and there is the upcoming work in Mccann. Bye-bye to a non-existent social life out there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the August celebrants namely, Fran and Pia, wishing all the fortitude you could muster to further enchance your life whatever that may be. I guess I or nobody just want to end up like a virginal spinster forever. At least a fling? See! The desparateness is slowly coming out! Ewww. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I just pray to God and God would answer my prayers by sending a gorgeous male specimen falling directly out of nowhere? I guess God is punishing me for being a pagan. Or just not practicing my religion. Whatever, maybe I was hiding when God showered "flirtatiouness" on earth and maybe I was just hiding in a neolithic cave. Dumbass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112417544984115215?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112417544984115215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112417544984115215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112417544984115215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112417544984115215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/call-me-desperate.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112366618894867894</id><published>2005-08-10T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:18:51.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Funny Userpics Part III&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/6630467.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/7116548.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/7375143.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/7663476.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/965120.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2068952.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3081850.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3796427.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply can't get enough of all these userpics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112366618894867894?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112366618894867894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112366618894867894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112366618894867894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112366618894867894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny-userpics-part-iii-i-simply-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112366565169153627</id><published>2005-08-10T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:25:40.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotable Quotes&lt;/b&gt;:"I'm not a beautiful woman. I'm nothing to look at, so the only thing I can do is dress better than anyone else." - Wallis Simpson&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112366565169153627?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112366565169153627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112366565169153627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112366565169153627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112366565169153627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/quotable-quotesim-not-beautiful-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112297850424711708</id><published>2005-08-02T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T03:28:24.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here We Go Again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! I have been recently hired by Mccann Erickson to a trainee (again?) media planner (sleepless nights)! Everything seems to be going fast, this Thurs. contract signing and all. Hey, I'm with Pia again! At least. Hahaha! Cant believe this. Another 3-4 of adapting and major faking it to other people. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent acquistion: A leather shoes from Carbon! Definitely happy, cause you what? I got it on sale! And another good thing? 70% fucking off on the price! Hay, sale. Im forever slave to that word and concept. Definitely I'm gonna wear it to Mccann when my apprenticeship starts there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112297850424711708?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112297850424711708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112297850424711708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112297850424711708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112297850424711708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/here-we-go-again-guess-what-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112297793295566528</id><published>2005-08-02T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T03:21:29.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;That Fits the Role&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just decided to watch some dvds that seemingly be just lying around my house. And due to the natural weather phenomena that occured: the heavy lighting, thunder and the billowing rain, the cable was down. Hate it. So I decided to watch Alfie played by Jude Law; and I was amazed by the significant similarity that happened to the main character of the movie with the real life happening to Jude Law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are in deep shit, literally. Both are philandering, womanizing, pathologically liar that they are. To make it short, in the end of the movie, Alfie is alone and so is Jude Law right now. (For those who didnt know the latest scandal click on this link...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/usatoday/20050719/en_usatoday/judelawapologizes" target=none&gt;Jude Law Scandal...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pity. Anyway, better to find out sooner before they actually got married. By the way, in the movie Jude Law seems to be dirty and not in a good way. Like you know, not taking a bath kinda dirtiness. Ewww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112297793295566528?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112297793295566528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112297793295566528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112297793295566528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112297793295566528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/that-fits-role-i-just-decided-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112261973169542788</id><published>2005-07-28T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:15:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Funny Userpics Part II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/4371213.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/4920120.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/5203614.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/5235398.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/5299272.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/5395101.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/579260.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/582927.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pia I got your favorite twins! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny! Watch out for more! Hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112261973169542788?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112261973169542788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112261973169542788&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112261973169542788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112261973169542788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/funny-userpics-part-ii-pia-i-got-your.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112254867503951289</id><published>2005-07-28T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:10:28.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some Funny Userpics....Part I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1053942.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1093598.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/1635523.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/29490.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3352699.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3622265.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/3994389.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/4097749.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to admit that I find it funny just looking at the userpics in some livejournals. Hey, some are creative! And it doesn't hurt if these little pieces of art are also funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112254867503951289?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112254867503951289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112254867503951289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112254867503951289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112254867503951289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-funny-userpics.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112238182842962894</id><published>2005-07-26T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T05:44:11.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Diaries of Bridget Jones...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently bought a dvd of Bridget Jones 1 and 2 and not suprisingly, I looove it! The songs are hilarious! And Bridget Jones is the quintessential woman! I have possibly watched it 4 times both the first and second. Talk about repeated hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I went out with one of my best friends and we watched Only If starring Jeniifer Love-Hewitt. I was kinda hesistant at first because I was hoping that Will Wonka's Chocolate Factory was already showing but alas it is the only movie I have not watched. Of course you should expect that the main actress of the movie would sing... the! I still firmly believe that she should stick with her music career rather than acting. The story was chessy, kinda like A Walk to Remember but worse. The only thing that was going for the movie was the lead actor. Hay, I was still hoping that Jennifer would be the one to die not the lead actor. (But in the first part, which was like a dream sequence, Jennifer was the one who died.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112238182842962894?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112238182842962894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112238182842962894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112238182842962894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112238182842962894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/diaries-of-bridget-jones.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112151193299005876</id><published>2005-07-16T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T04:08:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Step by Step: To Be A Fag Hag&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laweekly.com/images/ink/03/23/lgsm23pulpit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.laweekly.com/images/ink/03/23/lgsm23pulpit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny and colorful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112151193299005876?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112151193299005876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112151193299005876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112151193299005876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112151193299005876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/step-by-step-to-be-fag-hag-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112106766164478491</id><published>2005-07-11T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T00:42:57.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Weird Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had another dream (it is very seldom for me that i remember my dreams because i believe that we have dreams on the regular basis but not all of us always remember what their dreams are...) which is composed of two stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half i dont want to mention because its embarrassing and at the same time giddy. Its like a cinematic masterpiece. Ahhh, the memories... I tried to sleep again in a futile effort to continue the dream but alas, it didnt came back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half was more bizarre, I dreamt that my cousin was possessed. Maybe because of all the time watching freaky shows like the, Charmed and Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the next installment of my wacked up dreams. Please let me dream again or to put in a more correct way, please let me remember my next dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112106766164478491?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112106766164478491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112106766164478491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112106766164478491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112106766164478491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/weird-dreams-i-just-had-another-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112099158403495916</id><published>2005-07-10T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:20:04.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/bobby.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/bobby.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crack Is Whack!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who doesn't have their own reality show yet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, yes, there's Bobby Brown! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Scratch that...cable network Bravo, perhaps seeking to rectify a Bobby Brown-less television universe, has ordered 10 one-hour episodes of Being Bobby Brown, a new reality series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of speculation, the series is officially set to bow in late 2005. The show will apparently follow Brown around the country as he attempts to clean up his image after years of well publicized domestic spats with his wife and run-ins with some of America's finest police forces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Hollywood Reporter, wife Whitney Houston will appear, as well as their children and kids from Brown's previous relationships. Brown reportedly has six children outside of his marriage to Houston. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown's brother Tommy and his personal manager also will appear on Being Bobby Brown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "My Prerogative" singer is desperately hoping the show can help him launch a comeback. The R&amp;B singer is known more for his drug use and drunk driving adventures and tumultuous marriage to Houston than anything else these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord! They are the epitome of a dysfunctional Hollywood family. I have seen the report on E! and it is hilarious. Bobby Brown is alcoholic while his wife Whitney Houston is one cracked up woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can be seen most of time kissing, and kissing, and more kissing. Fighting and still more fighting. And of course, dancing their problems away anywhere and anytime. What a funny couple, better than the Tomkats. Ewww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112099158403495916?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112099158403495916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112099158403495916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112099158403495916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112099158403495916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/crack-is-whack-is-there-anyone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112090273814355611</id><published>2005-07-09T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T02:54:16.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Speed Dating For Gays!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE FIRST EVER GAY SPEED DATING IN THE PHILIPPINES AT CLUB&lt;br /&gt;GOVERNMENT, 7840 MAKATI AVE, on JULY 21, 8pm to 10pm. P150 includes 1&lt;br /&gt;standard drink. WHAT A DEAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MORE INFORMATION, PLEASE EMAIL ME, MON at jrmontalban@hotmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, INVITE YOUR FRIENDS TO COME AND PEOPLE YOU'd WANT TO DATE. IT WILL BE A&lt;br /&gt;BLAST!!!!!!!! PLEASE PASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you are not Gay, please be kind and pass this along to your gay friends&lt;br /&gt;who might benefit from this event. Thank you and God bless!!!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Just found it in a livejournal. Seems to be interesting. Ayan, para may clue na rin how to go about the dating for some of my friends. The chance of the lifetime! fran and chase! Grab the oppurtunity! Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to see the original message : &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/frigidaire/96697.html" target=none&gt;FIRST EVER GAY SPEED DATING...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth passing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks frigidaire! Your secret friend! Hahaha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112090273814355611?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112090273814355611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112090273814355611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112090273814355611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112090273814355611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/speed-dating-for-gays-this-is-first.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112081008827413435</id><published>2005-07-08T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:13:21.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/unclekarl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/unclekarl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karl, What Happened!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karl Lagerfeld is channeling his inner Madonna, right down to the fingerless gloves and dangly necklaces, on vacation in St. Tropez over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The '80s are alive again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Is that Madonna after 100 years more on Kabbalah? I mean I could hand it to Karl, he still has the groove on! And the bling-bling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the all white attire, not working. And the clothes, I mean aren't they too snug and tight? And, hello, tropics... not winter there in St. Tropez. Kinda weird? Possible explanation? Not yet acclimatized to the hot humid tropical weather? Mr. Karl if you keep up with that kind of fashion statement out there in the tropics, sure enough he'll be sweating like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or unless he plans to to stay in a temperature controlled environment until sundown. Missing the whole idea of a summer get away vacation. But still funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112081008827413435?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112081008827413435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112081008827413435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112081008827413435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112081008827413435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/karl-what-happened-karl-lagerfeld-is.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112080841305333950</id><published>2005-07-08T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:40:13.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotable Quotes:&lt;/b&gt; "To err is human but to get even is divine."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112080841305333950?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112080841305333950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112080841305333950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112080841305333950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112080841305333950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/quotable-quotes-to-err-is-human-but-to.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-112080810843716755</id><published>2005-07-08T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:29:49.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.perfumeemporium.com/BigPics_w/EternityLove_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.perfumeemporium.com/BigPics_w/EternityLove_w.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eternity Love Anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fragrance combines fresh floral blends of magnolia, lily of the valley, pink lotus, pink peony, night blooming jasmine, pink passion flower, musk, and creamy woods.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want (correcting myself...), I need to have this exquisite perfume! My aunt gave me this perfume last time she was here in the country and I fell in love with its scent! Absolutely fab! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been searching for this perfume here in Rustan's and Landmark but to my dismay, none is to be found whatsoever! My only hope lies in my aunts abroad. Please get me one! The only available ones are the classic Eternity and the new Eternity Moments... but the one I need is Love! They have already given me the classic one but I just gave it to my mom. I checked the price on the net and it cost around $40. Hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of Sleepless Nights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I could slep at night with no worries! My revalida is over! After two weeks of non-stop staring the computer, running arianna and 3d, staying up late typing, I could take a well deserved break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The revalida presentation was held yesterday afternoon (background: I was the last trainee to present to the big bosses, and god lord they were complete during my turn) so I really want to get over it and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, I found the revalida quite easy. No trick questions, no bantering or sarcastic remarks about my media plan. Hopefully they would accept all of us.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Would Be The last Time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font align=left&gt;Background: Last Friday was so bad... The decisions were not good at all. Two were fired immediately and the 3 of us was barely hanging there and we were given another chance and only one got in. There was food pa naman. (Of course, how selfish of me... I thought it was for us, trainees, but it turns out pala it was for the despedida and some of the employees got promoted... ugh, the irony of it all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody among us could seriously eat! From the anxiety attacks and the huge, gaping failure that surrounds the whole office. God, it was awkward! So, I decided to shop to negate all these bad things and went to Mango and bought 2 handmade bags for my mom and aunt. (Ask me why... I couldn't find anything for me.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home was equally disastrous. I got soaked in the rain and took me almost an hour before I could get home. A really bad weekend. So, I decided to watch a movie with my mom last Saturday, but my mind keeps going back to my decision whether or not to continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, against what my mom and me talked about, I decided to call it quits. Its to much for me. The spark,the enthusiasm was gone and there is not much keeping me from working in that company. I went to talk to Ms. Maja and I felt guilty, making her really sad about our decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have to deal with the repercussions. I have to go around again calling, contacting companies here and there. I don't know what the future might bring, but i hope it would be soon enough and fast.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohmigod!!! Its my Chance!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After weeks of speculation, Rob Thomas is finally coming clean and cleansing his soul of those assiduously delicious rumors that had him linked to Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearing today on the very popular Kyle and Jackie O radio show in Australia, the delicious DJs took it straight to Rob, PerezHilton.com has learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The rags say that your wife found you in bed with Tom Cruise," the DJs asked Thomas. He said that was not true and that he was more offended by them saying "he's a Scientologist." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dang, now he is gonna have Cruise after his ass for talking smack about Scientology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas went on to add that if he were gay, Tom would not be on the top of his list. Who would be? Brad Pitt!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigod! Ohmigod! If the above mentioned news is true, ohmigod!I have a chance to get freaky with Rob Thomas! God lord! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would be goddammit jealous if that freak Tom Cruise ends up with him! Waaaaaa! Cant take it! Freaky Scientology, sure emphatize with Brooke Shields, talk about arguing with a total nut job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It get more weirder as we progress through their total camwhore relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-112080810843716755?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112080810843716755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=112080810843716755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112080810843716755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/112080810843716755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/eternity-love-anyone-fragrance.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111779964146565584</id><published>2005-06-03T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:40:25.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Media Visits and All...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font align=left&gt;I went to the following media partners and here's the run down for the entire visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) May 31: went to manila Bulletin in Intramuros. The trip was kinda ok. I finally what are the faces that we usually call when placing our ads in print. Then we went to thier huge printing machine. And I tell you it was really huge. Like tens and thousands of copies in a minute. Before I forget, did I mentioned the unique, pungent smell of the printing place. I mean, I cant help but wonder how the people and the technicians who operate that machine breathe under such conditions. I guess they are high all the time due to the constant inhalation of the fumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Next was June 01: to ABS-CBN. Im impressed, we have our own private tour guide around the compound. We have a rather boring but nonetheless short video presention of the history of the station. Next was to the radio part of the trip. Then off to see the studios. We didnt see many artists though (if you can count Dagul, Erich and her partner... i guess not). Then off to the business side. Their offices are hot! Marketing and sales have spacious desks for their employees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Same day: MBC. I saved the best for last. I was totally surprised at the end of the tour at MBC. Their office was not really ok. I mean it needs a lot of paintjob. Ok, tour here and there, met the djs and all and at the end they treated us to a free snack of pizza at Di Marks! What a really hospitab;e company MBC that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... I wish more media visits to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revalida time! AH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111779964146565584?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111779964146565584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111779964146565584&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111779964146565584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111779964146565584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/media-visits-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111691315220278850</id><published>2005-05-23T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:39:12.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Isang Babala...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron isang tao naglagay ng isang komento sa aking blog. Kung maaari lang huwag po kayong maglagay ng komento kung ito ay ukol sa aking mga ipinaglalagay sa aking blog. Kung sana ang mga kritisismo ay nakakatulong sa pagunlad ng isang personalidad ngunit kung ito ay puno ng pangungutya ay mahaharap at makakatikim kayo sa isang damakmak na pang-lalait nsa inyong pagkatao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa taong naglagay ng komento sa aking kaisa-isang blog... mamatay ka sa inggit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111691315220278850?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111691315220278850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111691315220278850&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111691315220278850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111691315220278850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/isang-babala.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111690028530224420</id><published>2005-05-23T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T19:06:46.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Oh! Thanks!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Office&lt;br /&gt;Time:    Early Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl who suddenly came out of nowhere with two huge green plastic bags. And she  knows a lot of people around here in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eavesdrop: Oh.. blah...blah...blah... I just came from Bohol... blah...blah...blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly approaches my desk and suddenly I have peanut kisses. Whoa! that is fast... Hmmm... Is this the beginning to the perks of the job? Whatever. I'm just happy I have snacks for today. Thanks mysterious lady who recently had a vacation from Bohol! Go on another trip and next time bring more delicious gifts for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111690028530224420?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111690028530224420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111690028530224420&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111690028530224420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111690028530224420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-thanks.html' title='Oh! Thanks!'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111689922996373158</id><published>2005-05-23T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:52:51.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop it! We get your point ok?</title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Stop it! We get your point ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/capt.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruise Professes Love for Holmes on Oprah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK - First     Tom Cruise was head over heels about his new girlfriend, Katie Holmes. Then he was giddy. Now, he's just plain batty. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"I can't be cool. I can't be laid-back," an exuberant Cruise said Monday during a taped appearance on "The Oprah Winfrey Show." "Something happened and I want to celebrate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A starry-eyed Cruise got down on his knees and repeatedly jumped up on the couch like a Robin Williams comedy act, saying that his love for Holmes was "beyond cool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he propose? His answer did more than leave the door open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to discuss it with her," the twice-divorced actor said. "Honestly, I haven't (had this kind of experience before)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the show, Cruise went backstage to bring out Holmes, who was quoted in Seventeen magazine last fall as saying she grew up wanting to marry the "Risky Business" star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm glad I was a big dreamer," she told Winfrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 42-year-old actor and Holmes, 26, were first photographed together in Rome last month. Their relationship, which was earlier announced by their publicists, has caught the celebrity gossip world by storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruise, who will star in Steven Spielberg's "War of the Worlds" next month, filled in some details about how they met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I admire her and I thought I wanted to meet her — so I called her," he said. He also mentioned memorable events in their romance, including a motorcycle ride on the beach and surprising Holmes in Rome by covering her hotel room in rose petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a romantic. I love that stuff," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite their openness, many have expressed doubts about the couple's real intentions. People and Us Weekly magazines have both published polls showing that over 60 percent of respondents believe the relationship is a publicity stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes, who starred on television's "Dawson's Creek," has an upcoming blockbuster of her own, "Batman Begins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruise was previously married to Mimi Rogers and Nicole Kidman, and dated     Penelope Cruz for several years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes and actor Chris Klein recently called off their engagement, after dating for five years.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got your point already! I can't help but wonder why all the publicity and hype between these two people. I just can't understand why they are flaunting their "romanticness" to public while other stars are keeping desperately under wraps and away from the paparazzi and from the common public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe, just maybe... is this a part of a more grandeur plot for a highly publicized movie that both stars could be in... Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just too much! Something is wrong here and it is bound to explode anytime sooner. Hope it does not last long. And I want the breakup to be really ugly and nasty! Like for everyone to see, talk and comment about! And I want to see fake tears and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with Katie is far no closer to Nicole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's hot!!! Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111689922996373158?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111689922996373158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111689922996373158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111689922996373158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111689922996373158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/stop-it-we-get-your-point-ok.html' title='Stop it! We get your point ok?'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111689721524719021</id><published>2005-05-23T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:13:35.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lohan Slams Eating Disorder Rumors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teen star Lindsay Lohan has slammed reports she is suffering from an eating disorder, insisting her new skinny frame is down to her strict fitness regime. &lt;br /&gt;The Mean Girls beauty, 18, shocked her fans earlier this year by dying her trademark red hair blonde and losing her famously ample chest, although she insists her new look is only temporary for her next film Fashionistas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explains, "I'm happy with my life, and I love food. I'm just in training for a movie that I really want to do." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Fashionistas, Lohan is set to appear opposite Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible III. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: Hollywood.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you so!!! I am not the only one who noticed it! What is happening to her! Just let us know the truth and truth will set you free Lohan! You better tell us so that you could get professional help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the true reason behind that drastic change is a movie role... it better be a great one or that movie is a freaky one to begin with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111689721524719021?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111689721524719021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111689721524719021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111689721524719021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111689721524719021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/lohan-slams-eating-disorder-rumors.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111675088102616395</id><published>2005-05-22T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T18:11:30.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotable Quotes:&lt;/b&gt; "I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111675088102616395?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111675088102616395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111675088102616395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111675088102616395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111675088102616395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/quotable-quotes-i-dont-suffer-from.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111675034022042048</id><published>2005-05-22T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:25:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music Stuff... And I love It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out how to put music or audio files to play when I / you open my precious blog. I so happy! And I was quite easy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also added a counter to my blog... does it really matter though? I think nobody do visit my site... that is what I think ha... I might be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111675034022042048?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111675034022042048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111675034022042048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111675034022042048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111675034022042048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/music-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111639582799615779</id><published>2005-05-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:57:08.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shocking Entertainment News!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/kyliecancer.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australian pop star Kylie Minogue has been diagnosed with breast cancer and will undergo immediate treatment, her management said before announcing the postponement of her Asian and Australian tours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 36-year-old singer, who once auctioned one of her bras to promote breast cancer awareness, flew into Australia last week to spend time with her family before the start of the Australian leg of her Showgirl tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minogue was said to have been diagnosed with early stage breast cancer while at home with her family in Melbourne this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has since scored more than three dozen hit singles worldwide, including over 20 top 10 hits and seven number ones over three decades in Britain, as well as nine top-selling albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie has been a promoter of breast cancer awareness and in 2002 one of her bras sold for 6,880 dollars (5,685 US dollars) at an auction to raise money for research into the illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/lindsaythin.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present you the evidence.... I'm so shocked! What happened to her? Was she kidnapped by some miliant extremist and put her on a rabbit food diet? Clearly you can see that this is not Lindsay Lohan... she can't be that girl on the stage singing with only skin and bones! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks increasingly pallid and ghastly. I'm really disappointed in her. Unless it for a new movie... (like Natalie Portman going GI Jane) I'm freaked out by this insane trend of getting thin at the risk of your health and aesthetic beauty. (By the way is not cool because she looks like a skeleton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/jen.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help... I have to say thisout loud. I hate J.Lo. Let me count you the ways why I hate and probably you too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) She is a very poor actress... so maarte.&lt;br /&gt;2.) And she is a conniving biatch she is... considering she is not pretty at all up close and personal. She married Mark Anthony (which looks like a skeleton with hair) just after few days of signing the final papers of his divorce with Dayanara Torres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it doesn't take for a rocket ship scientist to figure out that J.Lo was the reason beside the break up of the previous couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could just stick where she is good at. Singing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111639582799615779?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111639582799615779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111639582799615779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111639582799615779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111639582799615779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/shocking-entertainment-news-australian.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111623126721597424</id><published>2005-05-16T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:14:27.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Rowan Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/rowan-tree.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of charm and cheer. You light up a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you crave attention, you do it without ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an interesting mix of contradictions - and very unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both dependent and independent, calm and restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are passionate, emotional, gregarious, and (at times) unforgiving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/celtichoroscopes/"&gt;What is Your Celtic Horoscope?&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/7406449-111623126721597424?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111623126721597424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111623126721597424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111623126721597424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111623126721597424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-are-rowan-tree-you-are-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111623105136373496</id><published>2005-05-16T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:10:51.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number Is 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  11  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life path is greatly associated with spiritual awareness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of the two master numbers, the 11 yields understanding and knowledge beyond the grasp of others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attitude toward life of those possessing this Life Path is somewhat extreme; extremely intuitive, avant-garde, idealistic, visionary, and cultured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These extremes make you an interesting, if unusual person, with much to offer society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Life Path 11 person is deep-thinking, and you are no doubt interested in understanding many of life's mysteries and more intriguing facets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inventive mind and broad-minded views will permit you to succeed in life in any number of ventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can best serve society, however, in those endeavors utilizing your skills of counseling and guidance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of your idealism is people oriented and quite humanitarian in nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect a great deal of yourself and of those to whom you are close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the negative side, there is a lot of nervous tension associated with the 11 life path, and you can be a difficult person to deal with because of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this reason, relationships, at times, can be difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Life Path that seems to feature broad mood swings between the elation and depression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely to have trouble making decisions and getting your life in gear, so to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tendency for the 11 to harbor feelings of uneasiness, and dissatisfaction with accomplishments and personal progress in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grandiose schemes usually make sense, but you can get off the track and they can be very impractical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a very distinct side that lacks common sense, and you are quite often unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this regard, you are perhaps more of a dreamer than a doer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do get on target, your ideas seem to have been inspired on high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are not a leader, but you are a visionary and a very talented idea person.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/lifepathnumber/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&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/7406449-111623105136373496?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111623105136373496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111623105136373496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111623105136373496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111623105136373496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-life-path-number-is-11-11-your.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111622051838909431</id><published>2005-05-15T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:15:30.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DVD Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;DVD Mayhem!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently bought DVDs which are Bridget Jones 2 and Ocean's Twelve. But when I tried it on thosgod damn dvds won't play! I was wondering coz I just bought recently 2 dvds from the same seller and it worked perfectly fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went the next day and asked for the dvds to be replaced. And to ad insult to injury, the person said that the dvds that I bought was the last copies so I have to pick other titles! No choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked Be Cool and Alien vs Predator (ew... remember... no choice...) I returned home and Be Cool &lt;b&gt;SEEMS&lt;/b&gt; to be working and Aliens vs Predator was a no brainer... again it didnt work. So I have to return again the stupid dvd. I picked next was Miss Congeniality 2 (kinda ok... not dvd copy and I already watched in the cinema). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't end here... when I decided to watch Be Cool there are so many skips and gliches I even don't understand the complete story anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm returning it again tomorrow and I have learned my lesson already. I'm not buying from that crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111622051838909431?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111622051838909431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111622051838909431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111622051838909431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111622051838909431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/dvd-mayhem.html' title='DVD Mayhem'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111585913245881635</id><published>2005-05-11T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T17:52:12.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Fab Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget (because of the unsurmountable, and gargantuan task of my powerpoint presentation) I decided last Saturday to buy again pirated dvds to watch at home. I bought Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events (wha a long title that was!) and Vanity Fair (I soooo love Reese Witherspooon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My review: I was shocked! The copies I bought were copied from the original dvd and not from some foreign movie house being taped by some shadowy entrepeneur. I watched first lemony and it was fabulous! The three young actors/actresses were really effective in playing their role. Kinda subdued and silent but with power. And you'll really hate the character that Jim carey plays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity fair was also amazingly great! The drama and the costumes were really thought of. Reese played a young orphaned social climber (or in that movie a social mountaineer) determined to climb up in society filled with drama, romance, snobby antagonist and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should get another movie this weekend. Bridget Jones 2 anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111585913245881635?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111585913245881635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111585913245881635&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111585913245881635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111585913245881635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/fab-weekend-before-i-forget-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111578995488796154</id><published>2005-05-10T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:39:14.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Relationship of Powerpoint Presentationsd with Back Pains...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people... there is a correlation or a strong relationship with doing powerpoint presentions with backpains. So far i have 71 slides for the media research (excluding intrepretation of data... oh my god!!!) and goddamit! My back is aching due to this presentation and to add to insult is the visual strain coz of the small figures you have to stare at for the entire day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know me... a confessed workaholic... must finish the damn thing! By the way... I think I might go out later this afternoon for ice monster... I can't stop wondering how it would taste. Hopefully great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111578995488796154?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111578995488796154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111578995488796154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111578995488796154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111578995488796154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/relationship-of-powerpoint.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111577359183911405</id><published>2005-05-10T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T18:06:31.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/7406449-111577359183911405?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111577359183911405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111577359183911405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111577359183911405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111577359183911405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111546044678343813</id><published>2005-05-07T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T03:07:26.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Back My Internet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Give Me Back My Internet!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was an ordinary looking friday morning when i arrived. Then pia told that my net connection was off cause apparently a meeting needed a network connection at my expense... What!!! That can be true! They told me it was only for a short while but hell no... I think what they meant was the whole freakin day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spend the day idly looking at the computer and just looking into nothingness. Believe me when i saw i am truly borreeedddd... even pia noticed it too... Im laughing at my own mistakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get home that day... just can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111546044678343813?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111546044678343813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111546044678343813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111546044678343813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111546044678343813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/give-me-back-my-internet.html' title='Give Me Back My Internet!'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111526531648382719</id><published>2005-05-04T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:55:16.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>antm cycle 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/modelscycle3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are next batch of hopeful models willing to go under tough competition filled with drama, bitches, and chaos. Frankly im quite disappointed in this batch. None of the contestants are really model like and those who have quite the face have attitude problem... Hopefully the producers would get a more diverse and beautiful models in their Cycel 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words: Diversity and drama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111526531648382719?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111526531648382719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111526531648382719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111526531648382719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111526531648382719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/antm-cycle-3.html' title='antm cycle 3'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111526292467567147</id><published>2005-05-04T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:15:24.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;!-- 3.08 / 4.94 --&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="240"bgcolor="#e7e4e4"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Main Type&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall Self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/1.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/spsxso.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.similarminds.com"&gt;Take Free Enneagram Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee"border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Enneagram Test Results &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 1 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Perfectionism&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;67%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 2&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Helpfulness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;37%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 3&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Image Focus&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 4&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 64%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 5&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Detachment&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Type 6&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Anxiety&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 61%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 7&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; Adventurousness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 53%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 8&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Aggressiveness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt; ||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; Type 9&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Calmness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt; 53%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; Your main type is &lt;b&gt; 1&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt; Your variant is &lt;b&gt; self pres&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt; Take Free Enneagram Personality Test&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/7406449-111526292467567147?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111526292467567147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111526292467567147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111526292467567147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111526292467567147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/main-type-overall-self-take-free.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111525978893929020</id><published>2005-05-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:23:08.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotable Quotes:&lt;/b&gt; "Tell your little voices to SHUT UP! I can't hear mine..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111525978893929020?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111525978893929020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111525978893929020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111525978893929020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111525978893929020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/quotable-quotes-tell-your-little.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111517847814654083</id><published>2005-05-03T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:47:58.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Match: INFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.&lt;br /&gt;You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&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/7406449-111517847814654083?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111517847814654083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111517847814654083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111517847814654083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111517847814654083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-1-match-infj-protector-you-live.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111517646626315047</id><published>2005-05-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:14:26.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my birthdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: April 4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born on the 4th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincere and honest, you are a serious and hard working individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 4 has something of an inhibiting effect on your ability to show and express affections, as feeling are very closely regulated and controlled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are apt to be much more practical, rational, and conscious of details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a good deal of rigidity and stubbornness associated with the number 4.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/7406449-111517646626315047?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111517646626315047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111517646626315047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111517646626315047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111517646626315047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-birthdate.html' title='my birthdate'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111517059658877168</id><published>2005-05-03T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T18:38:22.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food posioning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Food Poisoning... That's Hot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is the latest trend here in our country... FOOD POISONING! Eveyoone seems to be getting it... due to all those improperly prepared and cooked foods.  Lets name the most hottest food to be poisoned with... spaghetti! ummm!!! Can't wait to be poisoned as well! Eveybody seems to be talking about it. I just cooked spaghetti last monday... its a shame im not rushed to the hospital maybe i shouldn't cooked the ground meat too much... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Hot!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111517059658877168?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111517059658877168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111517059658877168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111517059658877168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111517059658877168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/food-posioning.html' title='food posioning...'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111516981541336150</id><published>2005-05-03T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T05:31:08.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Just Love Quizzes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-C U R R E N T- &lt;br /&gt;[Current Clothes] white polo and flared denim pants&lt;br /&gt;[Current Mood] anxious?&lt;br /&gt;[Current Music] Since You've Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;[Current Taste] sweet... and hot&lt;br /&gt;[Current Make-up] Concealer and cream blush&lt;br /&gt;[Current Hair] pixie look... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;[Current Annoyance] frenemies&lt;br /&gt;[Current Smell] plumeria&lt;br /&gt;[Current Desktop Picture] Cady in Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[Current Color Of Toenails] none...&lt;br /&gt;[Current Refreshment] water what else???&lt;br /&gt;[Current Worry] um... 2 things... my presentations and MONEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L A S T . P E R S O N- &lt;br /&gt;[You Touched] my aunt?&lt;br /&gt;[You Talked to] my officemate... the...&lt;br /&gt;[You Hugged] i dont do hugs&lt;br /&gt;[You Instant messaged] let me see... someone?&lt;br /&gt;[Messaged you] someone!&lt;br /&gt;[You Yelled At] my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-F A V O R I T E- &lt;br /&gt;[Food] thai, chinese, japanese, italian.&lt;br /&gt;[Drink] apple martini&lt;br /&gt;[Color] white?&lt;br /&gt;[Shoes] pointy leahter shoes&lt;br /&gt;[Candy] wethers...&lt;br /&gt;[Animal] my entire highschool... and ugly people&lt;br /&gt;[TV Show] will and grace&lt;br /&gt;[Movie] right now? the wedding date but favorite all time? ever after&lt;br /&gt;[Song] my mini ipod!&lt;br /&gt;[Vegetable] potatoes&lt;br /&gt;[Fruit] mangoes...&lt;br /&gt;[Cartoon] hitome... vision of escaflowne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A R E . Y O U- &lt;br /&gt;[Understanding] i realy try to...&lt;br /&gt;[Open-minded] ideally yes but i fail miserably...&lt;br /&gt;[Arrogant] me?! absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;[Insecure] yes. am i pretty?&lt;br /&gt;[Interesting] i talk to myself...&lt;br /&gt;[Random] pretty much...&lt;br /&gt;[Hungry] no... i stop myself...&lt;br /&gt;[Friendly] once you get to know me.&lt;br /&gt;[Smart] above average...&lt;br /&gt;[Moody] i do experience pms...&lt;br /&gt;[Childish] im not ashamed to admit it&lt;br /&gt;[Independent] sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;[Hard working] absolutely! hellooo!&lt;br /&gt;[Organized] quite...&lt;br /&gt;[Healthy] i try to be... is drinking to much medicine ok?&lt;br /&gt;[Emotionally Stable] for now...&lt;br /&gt;[Shy] in a large and unknown crowd of people...&lt;br /&gt;[Difficult] yup... and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;[Attractive] i hope so...&lt;br /&gt;[Bored Easily] ya! i need to do something always!&lt;br /&gt;[Thirsty] a bit...&lt;br /&gt;[Responsible] in most instances...&lt;br /&gt;[Angry] to a lot of people in the past... grrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-W H O . D O . U . W A N T . T O- &lt;br /&gt;[Kill] my entire highschool... and ugly people&lt;br /&gt;[Get Really Wasted With] my friends...&lt;br /&gt;[Watch/Get High With] watch my friends do it...hahaha! that would be funny!&lt;br /&gt;[Look Like] the most beautiful, captivating girl in the entire planet... goddammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S T U F F- &lt;br /&gt;[My Name Is] rj nokom&lt;br /&gt;[All I Need Is] money? to shop?&lt;br /&gt;[Love Is] so hyped...&lt;br /&gt;[I'm Afraid of] unleashing my anger to other people... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-H A V E . Y O U . E V E R- &lt;br /&gt;[Pictured your crush naked?] no... thats freaky! its more cinematic... everything is perfect the setting... lighting... everything!&lt;br /&gt;[Been in love] once... and im not in a hurry for the next one...&lt;br /&gt;[Lied] if i need to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-W H O- &lt;br /&gt;[makes u laugh the most?] other people... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;[makes you smile] my friends!&lt;br /&gt;[do you love/anyone?] none as of the moment... &lt;br /&gt;[has a crush on u?] ohmygod! i there someone! hahaha! i dont think so... &lt;br /&gt;[is easiest to talk to] chase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-D O . Y O U . E V E R- &lt;br /&gt;[sit on the internet all night waiting for someone special to I.M. you?] nope... im not that desperate...&lt;br /&gt;[save aol/aim conversations] nada.&lt;br /&gt;[wish u were a member of the opposite sex] isnt it obvious?!&lt;br /&gt;[cried because of someone saying something to you] yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-H A V E . Y O U . E V E R- &lt;br /&gt;[fallen for a good/best friend?] nope... that is gross!&lt;br /&gt;[been rejected] not sure... hahaha... but i like to avoid those kind of situations&lt;br /&gt;[rejected someone] no... the...&lt;br /&gt;[been cheated on] stop it! enough about this topic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-W H O . W A S . T H E . L A S T . P E R S O N- &lt;br /&gt;[you talked to on the phone] chase!&lt;br /&gt;[you laughed with] chase and miles&lt;br /&gt;[you kissed] i'm to pretty for that... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-D O . Y O U / A R E . Y O U- &lt;br /&gt;[smoke cigarettes] no&lt;br /&gt;[obsessive] yes&lt;br /&gt;[could u live without the computer?] no... but lets try...&lt;br /&gt;[color ur hair] no... my hair is just as same as me... virgin&lt;br /&gt;[ever get off the damn computer] yes... i have so many things to do other than stare at the computer...&lt;br /&gt;[habla espanol} sorry not good with colonial spanish...&lt;br /&gt;[drink alcohol?] yes! i love to!&lt;br /&gt;[like watching sunrises or sunsets?] as much as possible i avoid any sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-N U M B E R- &lt;br /&gt;[of times I have had my heart broken?] once...&lt;br /&gt;[of hearts I have broken?] none that i know of... &lt;br /&gt;[of girls I have kissed?] does family count?&lt;br /&gt;[of guys I have kissed?] im too shy! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;[of tight friends?] i think there all already included in my friendster...&lt;br /&gt;[of cd's that I own?] before... but now im into ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! that was long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111516981541336150?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111516981541336150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111516981541336150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111516981541336150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111516981541336150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-just-love-quizzes-c-u-r-r-e-n-t.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111511405520338669</id><published>2005-05-03T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:00:42.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;On The Night Like This...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fun! We went out with my friends miles and chase to glorietta to have some fun last saturday... our itinerary as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we met at powerbooks&lt;br /&gt;2. we went to piandre (miles errands...)&lt;br /&gt;3. we ate the fabulous makati museum restaurant (god the duck was costly but it was worth it... and miles already wanted to get drunk... the margerita)&lt;br /&gt;4. we watched "Wedding Date" starring one of my fav stars... Debra Messing... *what i have learned after watching the movie: invest in good luggage, there is hope for male whores, and dave mulroney is still hot!&lt;br /&gt;5. went to Temple Bar to get more drunk (apple martinis anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;6. went to Bed... that wont happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am actually considering if i can get away of bringing a martini inside the cinema... that is hot... hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111511405520338669?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111511405520338669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111511405520338669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111511405520338669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111511405520338669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-night-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111476302763848122</id><published>2005-04-29T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T01:25:13.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit Magic Fiasco</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Fruit Magic Fiasco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends from work coaxed to try the fruit shakes they offer. Well its seems to me it tastes good from the mere fact that everybody here in this building seems to like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got their fruit magic whachamacalit and God! I hate the taste! I hate those foods who are just blended into one giant mush. Ew! As I drink the horrible liquid I can dissect each fruit (or whatever that has been put there... maybe a toenail of the vendor... ew!) by my tastebuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not ever again buying from that store. Its just yucky for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111476302763848122?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111476302763848122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111476302763848122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111476302763848122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111476302763848122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/fruit-magic-fiasco.html' title='Fruit Magic Fiasco'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111475987246387630</id><published>2005-04-28T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:31:12.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Need Drama In My Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my complacent life right now... I need drama again, but this time its gonna be different from before. i want to go out and explore my options and surroundings... but hello are my friends cooperating? I think not! I am just asking for a one get together event and everything is not falling into its place. Cancellations here and there... clearly they dont want to push through... as the saying goes... if you really want it you will surely find a way... if you dont want it excuses will flow... i hate it! Excuses! Liars! Just say no, you dont want to go... but i have learned long time ago just forget all about it and continue the party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111475987246387630?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111475987246387630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111475987246387630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111475987246387630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111475987246387630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-need-drama-in-my-life-i-hate-my.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111475551877184270</id><published>2005-04-28T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T23:18:38.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Walking Into Past Out Of Boredom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I tag along with my friend to go with her during our lunch break to Powerbook when I decided to go and buy my favorite butterscotch bar from Figaro when I saw fragment of my past haunting me (thank God I'm prettier now and wearing shades during that time... God knows what would have happened if they recognized me...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I saw three of them, the first one was playing in Time Zone... stupid slacker... dont you have work? The! The second one was my natural born nemesis... he still looks like a squatter from the looks of it... how pathetic he could get? He still looks like retard horse walking on two feet. And the last one, an abomination of our kind... I cannot believe how God could create a half-human half-horse! He is just so low I swear I might accidentally step on it and crush the poor mutant out of his misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If all goes according to plan, in the near future, I would buy all their wretched souls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111475551877184270?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111475551877184270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111475551877184270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111475551877184270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111475551877184270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/walking-into-past-out-of-boredom-i-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111473840245732293</id><published>2005-04-28T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:33:22.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotable Quotes:&lt;/b&gt; "Never underestimate the power of very stupid people in large groups." &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111473840245732293?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111473840245732293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111473840245732293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111473840245732293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111473840245732293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/quotable-quotes-never-underestimate.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111473685674827319</id><published>2005-04-28T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:07:36.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Things I Recently Bought:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A new pair of jeans&lt;br /&gt;2. Fabrics for my new pairs of khaki&lt;br /&gt;3. Shades&lt;br /&gt;4. Leather case of my mini i-pod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111473685674827319?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111473685674827319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111473685674827319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111473685674827319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111473685674827319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/things-i-recently-bought-1.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111398618463841842</id><published>2005-04-19T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:36:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotable Quotes:&lt;/b&gt; "If things get any worse, I'll have to ask you to stop helping me."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111398618463841842?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111398618463841842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111398618463841842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111398618463841842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111398618463841842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/quotable-quotes-if-things-get-any.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111381535153017973</id><published>2005-04-17T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:55:21.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Survey!&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 fictional places you want to visit:&lt;br /&gt;1] hogwarts&lt;br /&gt;2] an island full of hot men willing to do my bidding&lt;br /&gt;3] bjorn's bedroom? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 existing places you want to visit:&lt;br /&gt;1] Mediterrean islands&lt;br /&gt;2] Prague&lt;br /&gt;3] Greek isles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 weapons you want to master:&lt;br /&gt;1] bow and arrow&lt;br /&gt;2] sai&lt;br /&gt;3] bo stick &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 bands or musicians:&lt;br /&gt;1] The Corrs&lt;br /&gt;2] Tamia&lt;br /&gt;3] to be frank, any song that is sung by a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 instruments you want to be good at:&lt;br /&gt;1] flute&lt;br /&gt;2] violin&lt;br /&gt;3] piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 songs stuck in your head right now:&lt;br /&gt;1] Since You Have Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;2] It's Like That by Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;3] Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 super powers you want:&lt;br /&gt;1] time travelling&lt;br /&gt;2] shapeshifting &lt;br /&gt;3] telepathy/mind control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 cuisines you could eat everyday for a year:&lt;br /&gt;1] italian&lt;br /&gt;2] japanese&lt;br /&gt;3] filipino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 painters or artists you like:&lt;br /&gt;1] Monet &lt;br /&gt;2] Van Gogh &lt;br /&gt;3] Malang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 books: &lt;br /&gt;1] Confession of a Shopaholic series&lt;br /&gt;2] Harry Potter series&lt;br /&gt;3] Joy Luck Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 comic strips:&lt;br /&gt;1] Sailor Moon&lt;br /&gt;2] X-men &lt;br /&gt;3] Superwoman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 cartoon shows:&lt;br /&gt;1] Vision of Escaflowne&lt;br /&gt;2] Midori Days&lt;br /&gt;3] Shaman King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 movies you love:&lt;br /&gt;1] Ever After!!! &lt;br /&gt;2] Love Actually&lt;br /&gt;3] Charlie's Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 cartoon characters you'd like to be:&lt;br /&gt;1] Jean Gray/Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;2] Sailor Mars&lt;br /&gt;3] Shadowcat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 movie charcters you'd like to be:&lt;br /&gt;1] Danielle of Ever After&lt;br /&gt;2] Regina George in Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;3] Cher Horowitz in Clueless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 people(dead or alive) you'd like to have coffee and conversation with:&lt;br /&gt;1]  my grandmother (both sides of the family)&lt;br /&gt;2]  vince canizares&lt;br /&gt;3]  bjorn pardo... why did u have to marry? can't you wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 occupations you'd want to have:&lt;br /&gt;1] Professional shopper&lt;br /&gt;2] Professional socialite &lt;br /&gt;3] President of a fashionable country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 beverages:&lt;br /&gt;1] Coffee&lt;br /&gt;2] Water&lt;br /&gt;3] Mango Frap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 flavors of ice cream:&lt;br /&gt;1] Double Dutch&lt;br /&gt;2] Cookies N' Cream&lt;br /&gt;3] Cookie Dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 things you do when you are bored:&lt;br /&gt;1] listen to my ipod&lt;br /&gt;2] watch tv&lt;br /&gt;3] talk to my friends on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 things you have to have with you:&lt;br /&gt;1] camera&lt;br /&gt;2] cellphone&lt;br /&gt;3] ipod &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 animals you'd like to have as pets:&lt;br /&gt;1] west highland white terrier&lt;br /&gt;2] pomeranian&lt;br /&gt;3] guinea pig (the long haired variety)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 TV shows you watch:&lt;br /&gt;1] America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;2] Will and Grace&lt;br /&gt;3] Temptation Island&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111381535153017973?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111381535153017973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111381535153017973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111381535153017973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111381535153017973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/survey-top-3-fictional-places-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111379649524576941</id><published>2005-04-17T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T21:44:17.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to buy pants! Denim and khaki! But with my deplorable income right now, I now cant afford those beautiful jeans that I want to buy! Ugh! I recently texted Ino Caluza the maker of Viktor jeans and asked how much it would cost me to order a tailor fit jeans… and the answer! 3500! So mahal!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Maybe I would just buy from Topman at least it would only cost me around 2500. Hay… my plan for the khakis would going with my mom to Divisoria and look… and I mean really look for the fabric I want to my new khakis… maybe I want 2 pairs this time. I want pants right now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111379649524576941?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111379649524576941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111379649524576941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111379649524576941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111379649524576941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-want-to-buy-pants-denim-and-khaki.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111379495153813963</id><published>2005-04-17T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:29:11.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://star-girl.org" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://star-girl.org/pages/quizzes/dessert/muffin.gif" alt="star-girl.org" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://star-girl.org" target="_blank"&gt;What dessert are you? Find out @ star-girl.org!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111379495153813963?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111379495153813963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111379495153813963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111379495153813963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111379495153813963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-dessert-are-you-find-out-star.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111379485887711577</id><published>2005-04-17T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:27:38.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://star-girl.org" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://star-girl.org/pages/quizzes/city/rome.gif" alt="star-girl.org" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://star-girl.org" target="_blank"&gt;Find out which city you are @ star-girl.org!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111379485887711577?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111379485887711577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111379485887711577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111379485887711577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111379485887711577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/find-out-which-city-you-are-star-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111353695420353081</id><published>2005-04-14T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:53:09.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1106694953turquoise.bmp'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Turqoise&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are turquoise! You tend to be a little bit different than the common, and your &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originality makes you beautiful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=3665'&gt;Which Crayon Color Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111353695420353081?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111353695420353081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111353695420353081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111353695420353081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111353695420353081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-scored-as-turqoise_14.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-111345432730873188</id><published>2005-04-13T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:55:27.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well just checking out my blog again here at work... might have some few changes i want tomake but it seems it wont work hay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-111345432730873188?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111345432730873188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=111345432730873188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111345432730873188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/111345432730873188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-just-checking-out-my-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109488459833228041</id><published>2004-09-10T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T23:36:38.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/04_sha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my favorite in the second batch of america's next top model cycle 2. I know I have a penchant to root for the under dog which is clearly is Shandi... I mean she don't know how to walk upright! But look at her throughout the competition... she is slowly evolving in to a force to contend with... anyway... she is still my favorite... Continue watch the show! Fabulous! Absolutely fab! Hope more there are more seasons to come! And the picture above is my favorite portfolio picture of her... just look at it! With a sudden look at the picture you really might mistake her for Nicole Kidman! Breath-taking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109488459833228041?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109488459833228041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109488459833228041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109488459833228041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109488459833228041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/she-is-my-favorite-in-second-batch-of.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109480053058564122</id><published>2004-09-10T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T00:15:30.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/right.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are Right Brained In Love&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit of a drama queen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemaker, first to end a fight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good at thinking up creative dates&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going with your gut instead of your head&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emphathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good at recognizing patterns in relationships&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/rightorleftquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Right Brained or Left Brained in Love? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109480053058564122?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109480053058564122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109480053058564122&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109480053058564122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109480053058564122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-are-right-brained-in-love-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109479962895653994</id><published>2004-09-09T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T00:00:28.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/white-shoulder-bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are a Hype White Leather Shoulder Bag&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got that whole retro-chic, girly thing going on&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're right out of Breakfast at Tiffany's&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You long for the days when all girls wore dresses and had pretty purses&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, you'll settle for being the foxiest girl in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/handbagquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kind of Handbag Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109479962895653994?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109479962895653994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109479962895653994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109479962895653994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109479962895653994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-are-hype-white-leather-shoulder.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109420531855673698</id><published>2004-09-03T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T02:56:35.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a Rj&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts competetiveness&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts brilliance&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts beauty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Serve with a slice of emotion and a pinch of salt. Yum!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109420531855673698?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109420531855673698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109420531855673698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109420531855673698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109420531855673698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-to-make-rj-ingredients-3-parts.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109247199581097825</id><published>2004-08-14T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T01:26:35.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first 3 weeks of work</title><content type='html'>Well, first of all I want to say that now, I have high regard and respect to CSRs now because now I know how hard the work that they do and they really deserve to have a high salary becuase of the nature of their work. Before, I didn't think so highly of CSRs and call centers but now as a part of the most popular industry in our country I'm proud to be at least a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way in INFONXX, I happen to meet a whole new batch of kind, cheerful, and a rambuctious bunch of people and now with just 3 weeks time of work I have grown to love them in my own special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also my favorite part, my salary. I got a decent amount for my first 2 weeks and its not bad. i'm excited for the 4th week because its again my pay day. And I think its quite bigger than the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to our trainors which are so helpful and patient with our batch for bearing with us and teaching us the ways of a UK csr. Thank you... really. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109247199581097825?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109247199581097825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109247199581097825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109247199581097825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109247199581097825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/first-3-weeks-of-work.html' title='first 3 weeks of work'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109083394632846151</id><published>2004-07-26T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T02:25:46.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>season 2 of antm</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the !st season, I thought that Studio 23 would take a long time before they could show the next season of America's Next Top Model Cycle 2 but to my suprise, I saw the commercial of Studio 23 for the season two of America's Next Top Model! The show has the same timeslot (hopefully!) and I can't wait for it to begin! So, to all my friends, please, plase, I'm begging you to watch the whole season so that you can also share the joy that I have when watching these fabulous show. The twelve participants will live together in a New York City loft and vie for a multi-faceted Grand Prize package featuring the opportunity to be managed by the prestigious IMG Models. In addition, the winner will have an opportunity to appear on the cover of a Sephora catalogue, as well as in a fashion spread in Jane magazine. This show is TO DIE FOR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109083394632846151?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109083394632846151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109083394632846151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109083394632846151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109083394632846151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/season-2-of-antm.html' title='season 2 of antm'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109083346357681342</id><published>2004-07-26T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T02:17:43.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new season of antm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/adrianne.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD! I saw the ending of America's Next Top Model and the lucky girl will win a multi-faceted Grand Prize package featuring the opportunity to receive a Revlon modeling contract and to be managed by Wilhelmina Models, in addition to a guaranteed appearance in Marie Claire magazine. And the winner was Adrianne, who according to Tyra has transformed, like Cinderella. And when Tyra looked at Adrianne in LA for the semifinals, Tyra was, like, Adrianne won't make it to the finals and there she is! Congratualtions to Adrianne and to the 1st and second placers, Shannon and Elyse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109083346357681342?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109083346357681342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109083346357681342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109083346357681342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109083346357681342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-season-of-antm.html' title='new season of antm...'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109083255924161681</id><published>2004-07-26T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T02:02:39.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>few minutes remaining...</title><content type='html'>Well, I already bought my new leather shoes for the work. Well, I kknow that the style of the shoes that I like would be a little over the budget but I'm gonna push my luck to buy a new pair of leather shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to look at Tyler but they only have brown ones which is a no-no-no for me. Next was Wade which was a bit expensive (about three five!) and a horrendous style of high cut leather shoes. And thank God when it seems that all hope is gone, I found Shoe Studio near the HUB near the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this exquisite leather shoes that is styled long that it looks like a boots which I adore so much. Can't wait to wear them but my fear is the weather. The fucking schizo weather which has been more than a week of freakin' raining. Hello! Rain damages leather goods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to the grocery and bought supplies (translated to snacks) like cookies to bake and yogurt. I promised to myself that once I get a job iI would change my lifestyle... inot a healthy living lifestyle. Fat-free food and low carb, low calories diet. Hope I succeed! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109083255924161681?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109083255924161681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109083255924161681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109083255924161681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109083255924161681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/few-minutes-remaining.html' title='few minutes remaining...'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109040420195014759</id><published>2004-07-21T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T03:03:21.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goal and many more goals</title><content type='html'>I have this very long and enlightening talk with one of my friends, Fran and we disussed a lot of things but there's one topic we have a lot of time to share about and it regarding about our goals in life. So here are the partial list of my goals inlife which I divided in to two groups; the short term and the long term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short term Goals:&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy  a new wallet&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy new sneakers&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy new denim pants&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy new polos&lt;br /&gt;5. And treat my Mom to a facial at Rustans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term Goals:&lt;br /&gt;1. To have my house or future living quarters professional decorated; I even have the design in my mind. Its contemporary, minimalist, Chinese and Balinese influences desing with red and black color schemes with indoor plants.&lt;br /&gt;2. Collect boutique paperbags&lt;br /&gt;3. Always buy shoes in 2 pairs&lt;br /&gt;4. To be on a cruise with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to London, Paris, Amsterdam, and U.K.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pirate the designer labels from Rustans and Store Specialist and be the leader in the fashion merchandising and retailing world here in our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I achieve my my goals in the near future with the help of my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109040420195014759?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109040420195014759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109040420195014759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109040420195014759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109040420195014759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/goal-and-many-more-goals.html' title='goal and many more goals'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109040368996447862</id><published>2004-07-21T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T02:54:49.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what an irony!</title><content type='html'>Well, I know I'm already employed, thank God for that, in a call center in RCBC in which I have already signed the contract for at least a year and will begin my training next Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I received this text message yesterday from Starcom. The text message said that I should go and give them a call for a possible employment. What the hell!!! I'm already employed and this does not go with any of my plan. I already seen the message too late (around 7:30 p.m.) and there was no one answering the phone so I decided to give them a call today at around 10:30. I laready have this plan in my head and I would tell Becky (the person who texted me)that even though I'm already employed, I would still look forward in working with them in the near future (like in a year!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called them and here what transpired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Good morning. Can I please talk to Becky please?&lt;br /&gt;Unknown Person Who Works at Starcom: Who's this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Raymund Nokom, she texted me yesterday about a possible employment.&lt;br /&gt;Unknown Person Who Works at Starcom: Ah, ok. Wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Raymund Nokom po. The person who you texted yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Raymund? Is this Raymund?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Ok. Are you a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes. (The! Stupid Biatch!)&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Ok, were offering you a position for a junior media planner and please go here and undergo a test.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, is this an initial interview and test?&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Just a test first and then if you pass, we'll schedule you for a panel interview.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. But the thing is I'm already employed.&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Ok. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That freaking biatch! She just put the reciever down and didn't even let me say my piece! I told you, the H.R. here in our country are such BITCHES! Beware my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109040368996447862?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109040368996447862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109040368996447862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109040368996447862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109040368996447862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-irony.html' title='what an irony!'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109022808252405301</id><published>2004-07-19T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T02:08:02.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this is the first time I have created a poll question for my friends... hope you all vote! I'll try to fix it pa. I mean personalize it more. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have already signed the contract with INFONXX and my training will start next Monday because I signed up for UK compared to the US batch which will begin tomorrow. And I did not received my I.D. yet. That sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to buy new leather shoes because frankly, I don't anymore feel my old leather shoes. But I can say, it really went a long way... since 4th year! Back then, it was the most beautiful shoes ever in the whole school... so shiny! But, I know its time to buy a new one. But sadly to say, many factors hindered me from buying a new one today. But no worries, I still have next week to window shop so I would find the perfect shoe for me! Until next time! So fetch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109022808252405301?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109022808252405301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109022808252405301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109022808252405301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109022808252405301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-this-is-first-time-i-have-created.html' title=''/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109005612709218880</id><published>2004-07-17T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T02:22:07.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i created another blogger freak!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a friend named Fran. We're best friends, I could safely say that. We have our likes and dislikes. But then I intorduced my friend to the world of blogging happiness. I know... I have created another blogger freak!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fran was currently studying a computer related course... so I was confident that he knows this stuff... referring to HTML codes and stuff... but anyway, I was more than happy to guide my young apprentice to the new world of Blogger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I made him to is to sign-up to different websites that will help greatly the formation of his blog. This were Blogskins, My Shout Box and PhotoBucket. I know I'm a perfectionist and a goal-oriented master because I only want the best for his blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the personalizing of his blogger began. All the links, pictures, stuff he wants to put in his blog must be planned carefully for the maximization fo the aesthetic beauty of his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my young apprentice already forgot some basic things about HTML codes and one cardinal rule is: CLOSE ALL YOUR TAGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some few problems, I have managed to guide my young apprentice to blog perfection. I could only hope and wish that his blog will grow and will be a portal where all people that we know would enjoy. Hope you go to his blog and post some comments... I know he really would appreciate those comments. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109005612709218880?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109005612709218880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109005612709218880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109005612709218880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109005612709218880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-created-another-blogger-freak.html' title='i created another blogger freak!!!'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-109005514996126713</id><published>2004-07-17T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T02:10:36.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sss affair...</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I went to SSS Makati to get my last needed document for my employment.&amp;nbsp; I went first to my mom to get the authenticated copy of my birth certificate (by the way which hindered me from getting my SSS number earlier and the fact that the SSS office last Tuesday was offline...) and then go to La Salle and have my birth certificate photocopied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was finished and ready to get my own SSS number, I went to their office at Buendia.&amp;nbsp;But to my horror, their computer was again offline!!! My God! They don't even try to fix it for the last 3 days! So I almost panicked and remembered to call my aunt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tita! Offline ang computer ng SSS!&lt;br /&gt;Tita Aida: Ok. Sandali lang. Tatawagan kita uli. I'll go ask someone.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Aida: Punta ka rito sa office. Sasamahan kita.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to my aunt's office. And we took the jeepney going to Guadalupe and then took another jeepney going to Taft.&amp;nbsp;When we arrived at our destination...&amp;nbsp;it dawned on me... the SSS office was near our place!!! And in fact, the directions that have been given to my aunt actually made us go in circles when in fact we could have just taken a shorter route.&amp;nbsp; When we went inside the office, there were so many applicants. But, thankfully the person or should I say the lady in counter left and was replaced by somebody who is more efficient than her so the process went a bit quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statement is... SSS really stinks in their service... referring to the Buendia branch only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-109005514996126713?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109005514996126713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=109005514996126713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109005514996126713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/109005514996126713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/sss-affair.html' title='sss affair...'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7406449.post-108978780207880073</id><published>2004-07-13T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T23:50:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i will go thru anything...</title><content type='html'>Today, me and with my dad, we went out to get my documents needed for my work... So I have to basically wake up early... (at around 5! The last time I woke up that early was a year ago!) So I was a bit nervous... I know I live in Manila but I don't know really anything about my city... You could say that I'm a Makati girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was the NBI clearance at Carriedo... and good lord... the way to that place is horrible! Like going through a wet market... and my friend Chase warned me about bad elements on those kind of places... bring a handy pepper spray. Really now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God there were only few people inside the building... so the process was kinda speedy... the only thing I didn't like was the actual thumbmarking... icky ink! I remember Kris telling me to bring an alcohol for that situation and lucky me!!! I forgot to bring one. Thank God, they were selling these little wipes for two pesos. Makes me wonder, does our government really need money for our budget; even selling wipes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next and the last stop... the Manila City Hall for my Community Tax Certificate. Thank God it was fast... but the thing is the whole trip was hot! Like it was summer out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, just forward it to my experiences....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7406449-108978780207880073?l=simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/108978780207880073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7406449&amp;postID=108978780207880073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/108978780207880073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7406449/posts/default/108978780207880073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplelifemeetsthemeangirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-will-go-thru-anything.html' title='i will go thru anything...'/><author><name>do you make your momma proud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06425023850721703351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v256/nokm_rj/2cf56f29.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
