<?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-27992130</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:31:01.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread Your Wings and Fly</title><subtitle type='html'>"Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that so it goes on flying anyway."  ~Mary Kay Ash</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-155887142593460095</id><published>2007-12-24T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T20:10:30.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Carnival Ride Am I?</title><content type='html'>hahaha. quite true for me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Carousel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/carousel.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are young at heart and a truly playful person. No one would ever accuse you of taking life too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely in things for the fun. You find joy easily, and you are often building up anticipation for your next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you tend to want to be babied and taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may be a bit high maintenance, you are incredibly loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is simple and satisfying. Each day you treat yourself to something you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of emotional attachments, and experiences are extra vivid to you.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be nostalgic and sentimental. The past is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable around all living things, you have a special connection to animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are whimsical, free spirited, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;Even if your schemes seem a bit strange, they usually work out wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are spoiled, demanding, and impossible to satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;You've been known to act like a brat if you aren't getting your way!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/"&gt;What Carnival Ride 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/27992130-155887142593460095?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/155887142593460095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=155887142593460095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/155887142593460095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/155887142593460095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-carnival-ride-am-i.html' title='What Carnival Ride Am I?'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-8685212354544475505</id><published>2007-12-24T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:51:35.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Holiday Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/christmas.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than most people, you are able to find magic in life's small moments.&lt;br /&gt;Traditions mean a lot to you, and you tend to be quite nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;You are a giving, kind person who really understands the true meaning of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;You inspire others to be as altruistic and caring as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you celebrate: Tradition and a generous spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At holiday get togethers, you do best as: The storyteller. You like to recount memories with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a holiday, you're the one most likely to: Give a gift to everyone you know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Holiday 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/27992130-8685212354544475505?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/8685212354544475505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=8685212354544475505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/8685212354544475505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/8685212354544475505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-holiday-am-i.html' title='What Holiday Am I?'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-3569791521715088031</id><published>2007-12-24T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:41:55.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings 1: Right or Left?</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging again.. Pero puro blogthings muna ipopost ko. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Left Brained, 50% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&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/27992130-3569791521715088031?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/3569791521715088031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=3569791521715088031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3569791521715088031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3569791521715088031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/12/blogthings-1-right-or-left.html' title='Blogthings 1: Right or Left?'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-7937737265389161869</id><published>2007-10-05T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:32:59.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need Of A Break</title><content type='html'>I need a break.  Not just any kind of break/vacation.  I need some sort of a recollection/retreat.  I need time to really talk to Him again.  I need to recharge and sort things out again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in college, the song below was one of my favorite inspirational music.. But only now do I realize the true meaning of these words...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tired of weaving dreams too loose for me to wear&lt;br /&gt;Tired of watching clouds repeat their dance on air&lt;br /&gt;Tired of getting tired of doing what's required&lt;br /&gt;Is life a mere routine in the greater scheme of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through with taking roads someone else designed&lt;br /&gt;Through with chasing stars that soon forget to shine&lt;br /&gt;Through with going through one more day - what's new&lt;br /&gt;Does my life still mean a thing in the greater scheme of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll follow the voice that calls within&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find my place&lt;br /&gt;So my life can fall in place&lt;br /&gt;I know in time I'll find my place&lt;br /&gt;In the greater scheme of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each must go his way, but how can I decide&lt;br /&gt;Which path I should take, who will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;I need some kind of star to lead me somewhere far&lt;br /&gt;To find a higher dream in the greater scheme of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road before me bends, I don't know what I'll find&lt;br /&gt;Will I meet a friend or ghosts I left behind&lt;br /&gt;Should I even be surprised that You're with me in disguise&lt;br /&gt;For it's Your hand I have seen in the greater scheme of things"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I could have the break that i've been needing for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-7937737265389161869?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/7937737265389161869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=7937737265389161869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7937737265389161869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7937737265389161869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-need-of-break.html' title='In Need Of A Break'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-3323377156210265015</id><published>2007-08-18T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T19:58:37.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings 1</title><content type='html'>I finally thought of something to post in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Chi for introducing blogthings to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Realistic Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/realistic-romatic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for you to get swept away by romance...&lt;br /&gt;But you've done a pretty good job keeping perspective.&lt;br /&gt;You're still taken in by love poems and sunsets&lt;br /&gt;You just don't fall for every dreamy pick up line!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;Are You Romantic or Realistic?&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/27992130-3323377156210265015?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/3323377156210265015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=3323377156210265015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3323377156210265015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3323377156210265015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/08/blogthings-1.html' title='Blogthings 1'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-9213687270072788757</id><published>2007-07-21T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:26:23.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Potterboy</title><content type='html'>The tale of Harry Potter has finally come to it's end. Im done reading the book and i'm so satisfied and content with the way it was "ended". Can't think of any better way to conclude it. I'm not gonna detail it for the benefit of those who haven't reached that part. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said, Im content with the ending, i am happy, feeling victorious, in fact! But somehow, I can't put off this melancholic feeling.. It's sad that 1, 2, 3 yrs down the road, there isn't going to be a Book 8 to anticipate for. I'm really going to miss the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.. im gonna miss their escapades under the Invisibility Cloak, Hogwarts, The Weasleys, their magical spells, their unending discoveries and adventues, etc, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. It's not that I want a Book 8 or something. Actually, overkill na may pag Book 8 pa talaga. And parang I don't want a sequel to the book anymore. The story ended with everyone happy. That's enough. That's great. A sequel would mean facing combats and chaos again. As if we've never had enough of those in the previous books. So tama na, happy na sila at okay na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying is, im really just gonna miss the feeling... the anticipation, excitement, sadness, anger, fear, kilig, happiness. No book has ever made me feel these series of emotions.. No book has ever made me lose sleep out of my own liking.. And really, whenever I recall scenes from any of the HP books, it feels like im zooming in to another world.. a world that really exists somewhere... para akong bata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, Im gonna miss everything that is associated with the HP books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Goodbye Potterboy.. for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-9213687270072788757?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/9213687270072788757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=9213687270072788757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/9213687270072788757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/9213687270072788757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/07/goodbye-potterboy.html' title='Goodbye Potterboy'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-927947734472728796</id><published>2007-07-20T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:52:09.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's My Koko Duo?</title><content type='html'>I was looking forward to breakfast this morning when I woke up. I bought a 170g-box of the new Koko Krunch DUO (combination of chocolate and white chocolate cereals) yesterday at the staff shop to make sure that I have a perfect breakfast today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RqFir-xFT7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/dMDpil8ser0/s1600-h/kkduopackwg2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RqFir-xFT7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/dMDpil8ser0/s320/kkduopackwg2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089457561628135346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even bought lots of milk as Koko Duo comes best with it.  I so love the white chocolate cereals!  I wish they would come up with a white chocolate cereal only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I opened the ref this morning, I saw an empty aluminum foil bag (or whatever you call that, basta the bag that holds the cereals inside the box).   My two brothers are the culprit!  They finished the 170g-box in one night!  Wuhuhuhu!  They just left a few chocolate cereals and less than 5 white chocolate cereals..  So much for perfect breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, even non-chocolate lovers like my brothers really loved the new Koko Duo (obvious ba, inubusan kaya ako?!).  Maybe next time, I should buy 1 Koko Duo box for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:  I am not wearing my Nestle hat as I white this blog.  Im writing this post purely as a consumer.  Promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-927947734472728796?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/927947734472728796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=927947734472728796' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/927947734472728796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/927947734472728796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/07/wheres-my-koko-duo.html' title='Where&apos;s My Koko Duo?'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RqFir-xFT7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/dMDpil8ser0/s72-c/kkduopackwg2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-7272253152055805641</id><published>2007-07-03T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T08:05:43.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a C+ Traveler</title><content type='html'>I'm a C+ traveler.  Visayas is my weakness apparently.  I hope to "tour" more of Visayas by end of this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RopgdbPmcNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CHD1fOjxkQk/s1600-h/lakbayan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RopgdbPmcNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CHD1fOjxkQk/s320/lakbayan.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082981188086690002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-7272253152055805641?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/7272253152055805641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=7272253152055805641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7272253152055805641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7272253152055805641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-c-traveler.html' title='I&apos;m a C+ Traveler'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RopgdbPmcNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CHD1fOjxkQk/s72-c/lakbayan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-7586248304114037941</id><published>2007-06-23T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:48:39.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the word and say a little prayer, please.</title><content type='html'>Sharing with you an article about my officemate's 1-yr old daughter. Erin is in dire need of a liver donor (pls see details below). Please please spare a few minutes of your busy life to pray for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="fontheadline"&gt;1 Year-old Erin Needs Liver Transplant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span class="fontbyline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span class="fontbyline"&gt;Inquirer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span class="fonttimestamp"&gt;Last updated 02:06am (Mla time) 06/23/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;MANILA, Philippines – Serene Isabel “Erin” Pasimio is not your usual patient in need of a liver donor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The daughter of Francis Robert “Sonny” Pasimio of 15 Moscow Street, Eastville Filinvest, Antipolo City, is only a year old, too young to undergo surgery.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But if a liver transplant is her only hope to survive and live a normal life, her father, an AB Economics graduate of the Ateneo University, is willing to take the risk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“The doctors feel that the surgery should happen as soon as possible to give her a chance,” Pasimio said in his e-mail to the Inquirer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The donor must be below 50 years old, with no infection or disease if terminally ill or brain-dead and the blood type must be “A” positive or “O,” according to Pasimio, who wrote about his daughter’s ordeal in this newspaper’s Young Blood column last year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the time, the baby was only two months old. A KASAI procedure was done on her in the hope it would delay the need for a liver transplant.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Erin has been at the University of Santo Tomas Hospital in Manila for a month now and will be transferred to the National Kidney Transplant Institute (NKTI) once a liver donor is found.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-7586248304114037941?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/metro/view_article.php?article_id=72810' title='Spread the word and say a little prayer, please.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/7586248304114037941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=7586248304114037941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7586248304114037941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7586248304114037941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/06/spread-word-and-say-little-prayer.html' title='Spread the word and say a little prayer, please.'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-3446707083153271227</id><published>2007-06-02T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:14:54.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daragang Magayon</title><content type='html'>I was in Legazpi, Albay last week. Finally saw the very beautiful (magayon in bicolano dialect) Mayon Volcano. And I finally tasted the authentic Bicol Express!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Real Thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Manila, Bicol Express is a pork dish with sili. But in province where it originated, it's the other way around!! Bicol Express is actually a sili dish with tiny bits of pork and alamang. See all the greens? That's all sili!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGBMuvVE5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Objcbl0ceAk/s1600-h/PIC_0054b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGBMuvVE5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Objcbl0ceAk/s320/PIC_0054b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071476711100846994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At the counter...&lt;br /&gt;Waitress:  Anong order nyo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ako, gusto ko ng gulay (sabay turo dun sa dish na color green)&lt;br /&gt;My companion:  Ah yan? Bicol Express yan.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought Bicol Express in Bicol is still a pork dish with beans (baguio beans) and red sili so I thought, hindi naman pala masyadong maanghang, pagka-serve ng Bicol Express, saka ko na lang na-realize that it's all sili, not beans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mayon Volcano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;View from the plane... sorry, nasa may wing area na naman ako e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGELevVE6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/C8Lr8bsXD4c/s1600-h/PIC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGELevVE6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/C8Lr8bsXD4c/s320/PIC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071479988160893858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was actually lucky because the sun is still up when I finished my work there.  Also, it's not that cloudy on that afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGFBOvVE7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/VOFMl0YdlIo/s1600-h/PIC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGFBOvVE7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/VOFMl0YdlIo/s320/PIC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071480911578862514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGGMevVE8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2M0bt-1YJiY/s1600-h/PIC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGGMevVE8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2M0bt-1YJiY/s320/PIC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071482204364018626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the volcano is undoubtedly beautiful, it's quite scary and very dangerous.. You'll see, specially at night that the volcano is very active. Sayang lang I wasnt able to take pictures of the volcano at night (yung kita pa yung magma at the opening of the volcano and parang nagyoyosi lang yung bulkan kasi may "fire/magma" sa dulo at puro usok). But even at daytime, kita pa rin naman yung usok na binubuga nya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGHr-vVE9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/gEMmdJE42V8/s1600-h/PIC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGHr-vVE9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/gEMmdJE42V8/s320/PIC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071483845041525714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous...&lt;br /&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/27992130-3446707083153271227?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/3446707083153271227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=3446707083153271227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3446707083153271227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3446707083153271227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/06/daragang-magayon.html' title='Daragang Magayon'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RmGBMuvVE5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Objcbl0ceAk/s72-c/PIC_0054b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-750120156933050183</id><published>2007-06-02T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T07:06:29.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto ko Mag-Videoke...</title><content type='html'>... at kung magvivideoke ako, I would want to sing the following songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Insensitive (Jann Arden)&lt;br /&gt; - Total Eclipse of the Heart [good luck sa akin!]&lt;br /&gt; - How Do I Live (Leann Rimes version)&lt;br /&gt; - Lost In Your Eyes (Debbie Gibson)&lt;br /&gt; - Right Here Waiting&lt;br /&gt; - Cry (Mandy Moore)&lt;br /&gt; - On The Side of Angels (Leann Rimes)&lt;br /&gt; - Footloose [such a lively and jolly song!]&lt;br /&gt; - A Whole New World [duet with my brother dapat]&lt;br /&gt; - Breathless (The Corrs)&lt;br /&gt; - Someday We'll Know (Mandy Moore)&lt;br /&gt; - These Dreams &lt;br /&gt; - Bitch&lt;br /&gt; - I'll Never Get Over You (Getting Over Me)&lt;br /&gt; - Steep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sharing.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-750120156933050183?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/750120156933050183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=750120156933050183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/750120156933050183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/750120156933050183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/06/gusto-ko-mag-videoke.html' title='Gusto ko Mag-Videoke...'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-8087487543383987529</id><published>2007-05-26T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:48:08.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>I Hate Grey's Anatomy Season Ender!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need not explain if you've seen the episode "Didn't We Almost Had It All?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why?!?!  It's been a week since i've watched it and I still can't get over it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sadness... ARGGGGGHHHHH!!!!  I hate sad stuff!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-8087487543383987529?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/8087487543383987529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=8087487543383987529' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/8087487543383987529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/8087487543383987529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh why?!?!?!'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-7688852237568341514</id><published>2007-05-26T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:34:51.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Buy or Not to Buy???</title><content type='html'>For the past weeks, i've been thinking of buying a new digicam. Im beginning to hate my old digicam na AAA pa ang battery. But in fairness to it, it's still able to serve it's purpose quite well at may pakinabang pa naman sya sakin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really want a new camera with a higher resolution and bigger LCD. And i'm beginning to like photography too. =) It's hard not to when you're surrounded by friends and officemates who even have digital SLRs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much internet surfing and ebay-ing, i've narrowed down my choices to two Sony units:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONY DSC W-50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgykOvVE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/pErU-I0qtrQ/s1600-h/camera-front-angled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgykOvVE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/pErU-I0qtrQ/s320/camera-front-angled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068856978618782562" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONY DSC W-55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgyuOvVE3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Dsuxh7XbW1A/s1600-h/camera-front-angled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgyuOvVE3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Dsuxh7XbW1A/s320/camera-front-angled2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068857150417474418" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the difference between the two? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-55 has a higher resolution and it's more expensive too by around 2k (ebay price).  W-55 also comes in 4 colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgzBevVE4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/W7Gdy1NIVe4/s1600-h/camera-colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgzBevVE4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/W7Gdy1NIVe4/s320/camera-colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068857481129956226" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... which really doesn't matter to me as (though I like the colors blue and pink), I'd still opt for a silver camera (ifever I decide to buy).  What I like with W-50, aside from the fact that it's cheaper (hehe, kuripot talaga ko e) is that it offers lower ISO levels compared to W-55... which means that it's able to capture pictures with lesser or no noise at all (parang SLR ang dating. hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two things to decide on, hopefully before June ends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, to buy or not to buy..&lt;br /&gt;Second, W-50 or W-55..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay.. what to do what to do?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help!!! Any recos?  You may suggest other units, ha.  Basta simple lang gusto ko, hindi ganun kamahal, high-resolution (basta higher than 5MP), minimum of 2.5" LCD screen, low ISO levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-7688852237568341514?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/7688852237568341514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=7688852237568341514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7688852237568341514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/7688852237568341514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-buy-or-not-to-buy.html' title='To Buy or Not to Buy???'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RlgykOvVE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/pErU-I0qtrQ/s72-c/camera-front-angled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-2788519898752795528</id><published>2007-05-18T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T10:13:26.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Lot</title><content type='html'>How will this empty lot be like 5 years from now?  Sana by then hindi na sya empty lot.  Sana lang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rk3ehOvVE1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qQCJ9wBVh0o/s1600-h/IMGA0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rk3ehOvVE1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qQCJ9wBVh0o/s320/IMGA0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065949818335335250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-2788519898752795528?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/2788519898752795528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=2788519898752795528' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/2788519898752795528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/2788519898752795528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/05/empty-lot.html' title='Empty Lot'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rk3ehOvVE1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qQCJ9wBVh0o/s72-c/IMGA0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-3896205994818714853</id><published>2007-05-04T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:07:30.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>North Luzon Trip</title><content type='html'>As promised, I'm writing about my Ilocos trip last weekend. Nakikita ko lang sa Magic Sing yung mga scenic places that I will be posting, and medyo there's nothing that much special about those shots naman. Pero iba pala when you actually see them live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to Ilocos, I've already gone to Tarlac, Pangasinan, La Union and Vigan, all in just three days. It's work-related though and I won't detail those stuffs na. Kakapagod but it's fun, specially for a wanderer like me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent two days in Vigan before I met with my officemates, en route to Pagudpud.  Took these nice and scenic pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtoD52PuaI/AAAAAAAAADU/6sjupejxAAs/s1600-h/PIC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtoD52PuaI/AAAAAAAAADU/6sjupejxAAs/s320/PIC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060753022558124450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtpr52PudI/AAAAAAAAADs/gC8c-EwmDIw/s1600-h/PIC_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtpr52PudI/AAAAAAAAADs/gC8c-EwmDIw/s320/PIC_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060754809264519634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my batchmates Pearl and JP.. and horsie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtov52PubI/AAAAAAAAADc/6y4H0Tg5rc8/s1600-h/IMG_5423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtov52PubI/AAAAAAAAADc/6y4H0Tg5rc8/s320/IMG_5423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060753778472368562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtpR52PucI/AAAAAAAAADk/14WPq7gyG-w/s1600-h/IMG_5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtpR52PucI/AAAAAAAAADk/14WPq7gyG-w/s320/IMG_5430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060754362587920834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Pagudpud, we passed by Sand Dunes, a.k.a "Shooting ni Panday". Just a piece of advise, hindi sya kilala by it's real name, so if you wanna go there, look for "Shooting ni Panday". We got here past 6pm na that's why it's a bit dark already. And ingat lang sa car na dala nyo, we got stuck here for like 3 hours kasi nalubog yung isang car na dala namin. Hassle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtksp2PuZI/AAAAAAAAADM/uUWfkJ5thwY/s1600-h/PIC_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtksp2PuZI/AAAAAAAAADM/uUWfkJ5thwY/s320/PIC_0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060749324591282578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also passed by Paoay Church. This Church is simply breathtaking. Sayang lang I wasn't able to take pictures cuz it's really dark na when we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The highlight of the trip: Pagudpud!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtqhp2PueI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OS8FXYuj_70/s1600-h/PIC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtqhp2PueI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OS8FXYuj_70/s320/PIC_0091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060755732682488290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the beach!!! It's worth the long wait and travel. I prefer the sand here over Galera, it's whiter and a bit finer. The water is so clear and cool. And most of all, walang jellyfish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtrip2PufI/AAAAAAAAAD8/t6o-RXSoeO4/s1600-h/PIC_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtrip2PufI/AAAAAAAAAD8/t6o-RXSoeO4/s320/PIC_0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060756849373985266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjts1J2PugI/AAAAAAAAAEE/evNAwDm2Qy8/s1600-h/PIC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjts1J2PugI/AAAAAAAAAEE/evNAwDm2Qy8/s320/PIC_0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060758266713192962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtuWJ2PuhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GdIhytzEz7Q/s1600-h/PIC_0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtuWJ2PuhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GdIhytzEz7Q/s320/PIC_0058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060759933160503826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road trip back to Vigan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Stop: Patapat Bridge. I read from someone else's blog that in this area, you would actually be able to capture some of the radio stations from the nearby country, Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtwt52PuiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/E_-c1-roQJo/s1600-h/PIC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtwt52PuiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/E_-c1-roQJo/s320/PIC_0083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060762540205652514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtw_p2PujI/AAAAAAAAAEc/i4j5oV2T3KM/s1600-h/PIC_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtw_p2PujI/AAAAAAAAAEc/i4j5oV2T3KM/s320/PIC_0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060762845148330546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Stop:  Windmill Project.  Hindi ko akalaing may ganito pala sa Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtyWp2PukI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yG9OiAmotIc/s1600-h/PIC_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtyWp2PukI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yG9OiAmotIc/s320/PIC_0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060764339796949570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtzwp2PumI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_gbSSoyxiqA/s1600-h/PIC_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjtzwp2PumI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_gbSSoyxiqA/s320/PIC_0112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060765885985176162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Stop: Lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjt0PJ2PunI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QoPG6Vw3-1M/s1600-h/PIC_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjt0PJ2PunI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QoPG6Vw3-1M/s320/PIC_0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060766409971186290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjt1W52PuoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uA7dfVdhS50/s1600-h/PIC_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rjt1W52PuoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uA7dfVdhS50/s320/PIC_0128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060767642626800258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I don't know why but these places make you ponder on your life a bit. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-3896205994818714853?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/3896205994818714853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=3896205994818714853' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3896205994818714853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3896205994818714853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/05/north-luzon-trip.html' title='North Luzon Trip'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RjtoD52PuaI/AAAAAAAAADU/6sjupejxAAs/s72-c/PIC_0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-3036288788849910288</id><published>2007-03-22T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T05:40:24.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Grey's Diagnosis: Which character are you most like?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044724291116492962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RgJ2A8HIaKI/AAAAAAAAADA/nXrWvV7zr1Y/s320/mirandab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click this link to take the quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/quiz/greysdiagnosis/index"&gt;http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/quiz/greysdiagnosis/index&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-3036288788849910288?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/3036288788849910288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=3036288788849910288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3036288788849910288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/3036288788849910288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/03/greys-diagnosis-which-character-are-you.html' title='&quot;Grey&apos;s Diagnosis: Which character are you most like?&quot;'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RgJ2A8HIaKI/AAAAAAAAADA/nXrWvV7zr1Y/s72-c/mirandab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-8004137971480885837</id><published>2007-02-26T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T01:15:11.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 3: Quotable Quotes and Random Thoughts about Grey's Anatomy Episode 16</title><content type='html'>"If I went missing, would anyone notice I was gone?" - Addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"If I murdered someone, she's the person I'd call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor" - Cristina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would be my Alex if I went missing?  Or who would be my Meredith if I murdered someone? (Haay.. ang drama! hahaha!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the saddest and most depressing Grey's Anatomy episode so far.  Even if I've read the episode guide before watching it, I still cried my heart out specially in the part where Derek was  crying, trying to save Meredith.  I was so kilig when I was reading this part in the episode guide.  But all I could do was cry when I actually watched this part.  His sorrow was creeping through my veins in the parts where he was stroking Meredith's head , when he was sitting outside her room still crying his heart out, when Addison glanced by him, etc, etc... And all I could do was cry...  And even if I've watched these parts several times already, naiiyak pa rin ako.. huhuhu..  Makes me wonder, who would be my Mcdreamy if I get drowned (wag naman sana!!!!) ?  Haay... I'm soo kilig pa rin kahit nabawasan ang kagwapuhan ni Mcdreamy nung umiiyak sya. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can't wait for Episode 17!  I couldn't control myself so I read the episode guide again. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-8004137971480885837?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/8004137971480885837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=8004137971480885837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/8004137971480885837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/8004137971480885837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/02/update-3-quotable-quotes-and-random.html' title='Update 3: Quotable Quotes and Random Thoughts about Grey&apos;s Anatomy Episode 16'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-5568711772127168706</id><published>2007-02-25T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T04:23:30.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 2: 15 Things I'm Going To Miss After the Kick-Off*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arranged in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Joie's cookies. Eversince Joie brought her home-made cookies to the office, I've been one of her cookie-expectants every Monday morning. I don't want to miss your cookies, Joie so even if we're no longer in the same room (sob,sob), I'd go all the way from Level 4 to Level 8 just to grab some of your cookies. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pandesal session at the pantry. We've done this only once but whenever I eat pan de sal at home, I remember our pan de sal session with matching tsismisans about our final assignments at the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gym gym gym! I'm definitely going to miss our gym master Rosselle now that she's going to be assigned in Central Luzon (huhuhu..) With that, I nominate Pearl Abuzo as our new gym master to replace Rossey. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Awayans and bangayans at the war room. Nakaka-stress to pero mamimiss ko pa rin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pang-bubully kay Ronald.  Haha! Hindi ko naman talaga binubully si Ronald e.  Feeling lang nya yun. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Petiks moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Super busy moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The very magulong V &amp; L and F &amp;amp; P table. Even if our table was the messiest table (minsan lang naman), it still is the best table for me. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My tablemates (huhu..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pag-MSN ng mga taong katabi mo lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Papa Troy's version of "Chreeeeezzzzz...."  No one does it better than Papa Troy talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Our batch's "um" words. We have this habit of adding "um" in every word possible (like "rUMeach beyond" (nag-reach beyond), kUMave (pumuntang cave), kUMayak (nag-kayak), etc, etc. I don't know when and how this started but this just spreaded out so fast in the batch and now everyone talks this way na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Suzy's most favorite expression: "ayk!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The boys' own version of Suzy's favorite expression: "ayk! ayk! ayk!" (in chorus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Rossey's interrupted stories. I don't know how this always happens, but whenever Rossey has a story to share, lagi sya napuputol! And guess who often does this to her? Not a hard guess to make -- no other than Joie Macatula! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay... needless to say, I'm going to miss my batchmates. We may have some misunderstandings, stressful moments in the past, but one thing's for sure, you guys are my best of friends in Nestle. We're just one MSN away from one another so don't forget to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys! I'm really going to miss you and good luck with our new and more challenging assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReUUtdeSyWI/AAAAAAAAACk/FmAIOvI7Iao/s1600-h/SMTsb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReUUtdeSyWI/AAAAAAAAACk/FmAIOvI7Iao/s320/SMTsb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036454529522125154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*2007 Kick-Off is a company-wide event in Nestle organized by no less than the Sales and Marketing Trainee batch of 2005 (which I am a proud member of). This is our last project as SMTs before we are given our final assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-5568711772127168706?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/5568711772127168706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=5568711772127168706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/5568711772127168706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/5568711772127168706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/02/10-things-that-im-going-to-miss-after.html' title='Update 2: 15 Things I&apos;m Going To Miss After the Kick-Off*'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReUUtdeSyWI/AAAAAAAAACk/FmAIOvI7Iao/s72-c/SMTsb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-2757976321471284411</id><published>2007-02-25T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:04:47.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 1: Highschool Musical</title><content type='html'>Finally!  My internet connection here at home seems to be cooperative today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my internet connection, my busy work life kept me from updating my blog for the past weeks (or was it months?). But anyway, here's the 1st of my updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update 1: Highschool Musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of busy work life, the thing that kept me busy for the past months was our batch's culminating, company-wide event as Sales and Marketing Trainees. I've never eperienced so much stress, tiredness, sleeplessness in my life until the actual days of the event. But anyway, one of the highlights of that event (for me, personally) happened last Feb 1, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sponsoring Brand of the event brought the Highschool Musical team as one of their major performers. It was just a normal performance to me, just a background to our batch's kamustahan about how the event has been so far until I heard a very familiar singing voice from up the stage. I could hardly see who the owner of that voice from afar, but I was sure with his voice and with the way he danced that it was someone I know quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure it was Kuya Rollz the moment I heard his voice. I've always been a fan of him eversince I watched him perform in one of Blue Rep's plays back in college. And seeing him up the stage made me feel proud as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to get nice pictures of his performance as I was so far from the stage, but thanks to our official event photographer, I was able to scavenge the following pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKFfeFdasI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6JWWsgMPDh4/s1600-h/DSC_0173b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKFfeFdasI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6JWWsgMPDh4/s320/DSC_0173b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035734109052037826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKDz-FdaqI/AAAAAAAAACA/CL-COF3YhzQ/s1600-h/DSC_0133c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKDz-FdaqI/AAAAAAAAACA/CL-COF3YhzQ/s320/DSC_0133c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035732262216100514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKE1-FdarI/AAAAAAAAACI/UZax2DDGiss/s1600-h/DSC_0166b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKE1-FdarI/AAAAAAAAACI/UZax2DDGiss/s320/DSC_0166b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035733396087466674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy kuya rollz, libreng marketing na to, ha?! ewan ko na lang kung hindi pa kayo bumenta. ahehehe.  Balitaan mo na lang ako kung may mga ibang plays pa kayo, nood ako if i'm free. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-2757976321471284411?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/2757976321471284411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=2757976321471284411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/2757976321471284411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/2757976321471284411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/02/update-1-highschool-musical.html' title='Update 1: Highschool Musical'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/ReKFfeFdasI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6JWWsgMPDh4/s72-c/DSC_0173b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-4403283294692837357</id><published>2007-02-10T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T07:06:40.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parties</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, it's two months past Christmas. But I'm posting my fave christmas pics with my batchmates, anyway. =) This would probably be the last Christmas we're together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;80's inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3e9uh1ViI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HO69VXv_4BI/s1600-h/IMG_3035b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3e9uh1ViI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HO69VXv_4BI/s320/IMG_3035b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029921510886037026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;animal-inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3iyOh1VjI/AAAAAAAAABY/q51rQZi4aG0/s1600-h/DSC01013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3iyOh1VjI/AAAAAAAAABY/q51rQZi4aG0/s320/DSC01013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029925711364052530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3jIuh1VkI/AAAAAAAAABg/PtQcBW4kFsQ/s1600-h/DSC01022b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3jIuh1VkI/AAAAAAAAABg/PtQcBW4kFsQ/s320/DSC01022b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029926097911109186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3jceh1VlI/AAAAAAAAABo/CdGPVuNX_z4/s1600-h/DSC01007b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3jceh1VlI/AAAAAAAAABo/CdGPVuNX_z4/s320/DSC01007b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029926437213525586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-4403283294692837357?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/4403283294692837357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=4403283294692837357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/4403283294692837357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/4403283294692837357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2007/02/christmas-parties.html' title='Christmas Parties'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/Rc3e9uh1ViI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HO69VXv_4BI/s72-c/IMG_3035b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-5453703411685483707</id><published>2006-12-10T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T07:06:31.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the 80s</title><content type='html'>We're having our company Christmas Party on the 15th, with the theme "Jazz Up Your Jeans and Hats". Every department is required to present something through a dance competition. I really have no plans of joining cuz I have so much thing to do for our big event next year. But since my batchmate, Rosselle was volunteered to lead the dance, saying no is not an option. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our department's theme (theme within a theme) is Footloose. So we're dancing famous 80s dance songs like Let's Hear It For the Boy, I Need A Hero and of course, Footloose. Coupled with that, we'll be wearing 80s fashion clothes like in the photos below. According to my research, big hair, off-shoulders, leg warmers, chuck taylors and leggings (how can you possibly combine the two. haha. well, maybe they're not meant to be combined. I wouldn't really know, kakapanganak pa lang sakin ng mga panahong to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwgWMfR1oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a8je6lC89eM/s1600-h/hair8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwgWMfR1oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a8je6lC89eM/s320/hair8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006912451410777730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwg_sfR1rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Fq9k_ZeYVYQ/s1600-h/hair1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwg_sfR1rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Fq9k_ZeYVYQ/s320/hair1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006913164375348914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwg1sfR1qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rX3uP_1pui4/s1600-h/80s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwg1sfR1qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rX3uP_1pui4/s320/80s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006912992576657058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwhzMfR1sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/To_q6VCiRyk/s1600-h/converse.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwhzMfR1sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/To_q6VCiRyk/s320/converse.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006914049138611906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was able to rummage leggings, white top, colorful tank tops, and off-shoulders from our bauls here.  Buti na lang hindi pa na-donate ng mama ko.  I was able to buy stripes and polka dots head bands and pink chucks too. hehe. Hope those stuff would suffice. Bahala na si batman. I don't know how those things will look good on me. Good luck to you my friend, rossey. haha!=) Also, I wonder how i'll look 80s with my shiny and long black hair? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll be able to post pictures from the party on my next post.  Kayo na mag-judge kung papasa ba ang 80s look ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-5453703411685483707?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/5453703411685483707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=5453703411685483707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/5453703411685483707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/5453703411685483707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-80s.html' title='Back to the 80s'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er5S3bDYAmk/RXwgWMfR1oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a8je6lC89eM/s72-c/hair8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116420096026172643</id><published>2006-11-22T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T05:09:20.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Gabay Pic</title><content type='html'>I was browsing thru my pics collections again and saw this pic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite Gexby (ask Jayr Estacio for the etymology of the "word/acronym") pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/gexb1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/gexb1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116420096026172643?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/116420096026172643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=116420096026172643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116420096026172643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116420096026172643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-more-gabay-pic.html' title='One More Gabay Pic'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116403505379737887</id><published>2006-11-20T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:04:13.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you Mc Dreamy!</title><content type='html'>Basta! I hate you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/200x115_hp_video_merder01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/200x115_hp_video_merder01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116403505379737887?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/116403505379737887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=116403505379737887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116403505379737887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116403505379737887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-you-mc-dreamy.html' title='I hate you Mc Dreamy!'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116384455840831829</id><published>2006-11-18T02:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:10:40.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try This  Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:412; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/noillusions/1042517534_ttlePrince.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are the little prince.&lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/noillusions/quizzes/Saint+Exupery%27s+%27The+Little+Prince%27+Quiz."&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; 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We're doomed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS chair :&lt;br /&gt;“you know bobo? bobo is you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS 1st floor CR:&lt;br /&gt;“if you forget the past, then you porget the&lt;br /&gt;purious..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS 1st floor CR uli:&lt;br /&gt;“ Im a simple gay “&lt;br /&gt;tapos me sumagot&lt;br /&gt;“sira! Dapat ‘Im simple and gay!’ Taga peyups ka&lt;br /&gt;ba? duh! “&lt;br /&gt;tapos me sumagot ulit (with matching arrow pa na&lt;br /&gt;nakaturo dun sa reply)&lt;br /&gt;“sira ka rin! yung simple is used as an adjective&lt;br /&gt;tapos yung gay is used as a noun. kaya ok lang&lt;br /&gt;yung simple gay nya!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM:&lt;br /&gt;Chem chair:&lt;br /&gt;“push button to spray acid on prof’s face.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another chem chair:&lt;br /&gt;“You Boron!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIO:&lt;br /&gt;Bio chair:&lt;br /&gt;"Push cadaver to haunt teacher.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FO Santos:&lt;br /&gt;“SA MGA NAGTATAPON NG BASURA DITO...&lt;br /&gt;bawal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENG’G:&lt;br /&gt;Sa Men's CR, facing the urinal:&lt;br /&gt;"Hawak ko saking mga kamay ang kinabukasan&lt;br /&gt;ng bayan!"&lt;br /&gt;Reply:&lt;br /&gt;"the future you are holding is very small."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAB:&lt;br /&gt;sa likod ng armchair sa isang room sa GAB:&lt;br /&gt;“takas ng ward 7”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa math building, sa likod ng isang “teacher’s&lt;br /&gt;chair” sa 3rd floor:&lt;br /&gt;“BABALA: asawa ni babalu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa math 3rd floor, sa isang upuan uli.&lt;br /&gt;"you'll NEVER find what you're looking for"&lt;br /&gt;May nag-reply:&lt;br /&gt;"find x."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa math 3rd floor, sa isa pang upuan uli.&lt;br /&gt;nakasulat sa armchair:&lt;br /&gt;“F*CK DA WORLD! “&lt;br /&gt;ta's may sumagot:&lt;br /&gt;“F*CK U TOO!&lt;br /&gt;--WORLD-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd floor math cr:&lt;br /&gt;"kaibigan, pagkapatos mong umihi, paki PLUS mo&lt;br /&gt;naman, hehehe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPIS&lt;br /&gt;sa loob ng music room.&lt;br /&gt;“maam _______(music prof) boses palaka! “&lt;br /&gt;tas may sumagot&lt;br /&gt;“nakarinig ka na ba ng boses ng palaka “&lt;br /&gt;tas may sumagot uli&lt;br /&gt;“weh “&lt;br /&gt;tas may nag-react uli&lt;br /&gt;“oo, sabi kokak!kokak!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINZONS:&lt;br /&gt;Wall ng vinzons&lt;br /&gt;"Do not steal. The government hates competition"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men's cr sa Vinzon’s:&lt;br /&gt;"remember: the hands that clean this toilet are&lt;br /&gt;the same hands that cook your food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men's cr waaaay above the urinal:&lt;br /&gt;"if you can reach this, the fire department wants&lt;br /&gt;you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGS:&lt;br /&gt;sa isang upuan:&lt;br /&gt;"f*ck nigs!"&lt;br /&gt;may nagreply:&lt;br /&gt;"who's nigs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN LIB&lt;br /&gt;Sa isang lamesa ng main lib, filipiniana section:&lt;br /&gt;“UP STUDENTS HAS BECOME PATETHIC"&lt;br /&gt;tapos may sumagot...&lt;br /&gt;"mali pang grammar at spelling mo, halatang di ka&lt;br /&gt;taga UP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALAI:&lt;br /&gt;nietzsche-"god is dead"&lt;br /&gt;God- "Nietzsche is dead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC:&lt;br /&gt;sa labas ng PNB:&lt;br /&gt;“in case of emergency break ass and push butt”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa girls’ CR:&lt;br /&gt;“Bawal ang vandal Dito!...&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said: First Aid Terramycin”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa girls’ CR uli:&lt;br /&gt;“My boyfriend and I had sex and now I’m pregnant”&lt;br /&gt;Reply:&lt;br /&gt;“Pray to God”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116333149834837017?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/116333149834837017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=116333149834837017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116333149834837017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116333149834837017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/11/funniest-vandals-in-up.html' title='Funniest Vandals in UP'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116205480300991085</id><published>2006-10-28T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T10:00:03.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Gabay Pics</title><content type='html'>Im posting 5 of my favorite gabay pics and i'm tagging 5 gabayanos to do the same.  The persons that I will tag get to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/7-24-2004%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/7-24-2004%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside GR.. Mga Gabayano talaga... Mahilig magpa-cute sa camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/7-7-2004%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/7-7-2004%20031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapa-GR pa yan o Gabay Hacienda, basta may camera, pa-cute pa rin talaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/5-20-2004%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/5-20-2004%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOH with Bel... and Elmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/37c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/37c0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princes and Princesses of Disney.. &lt;br /&gt;Snowhite, Peter Pan, Princess Jasmine, Aladdin, Pocahontas, Lilo, Belle and of course SEBASTIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/1600/gexby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7204/2957/320/gexby2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gexby &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;telenovela&lt;/span&gt; pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging Chris, Ate Ria, Chi, Ate Kams and Kuya Rolls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116205480300991085?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/116205480300991085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=116205480300991085' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116205480300991085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116205480300991085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/10/favorite-gabay-pics_28.html' title='Favorite Gabay Pics'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116088850713999643</id><published>2006-10-14T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:01:47.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Gabay (Tagged by Ate Ria)</title><content type='html'>Everything Gabay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kilala mo si Tita Chit&lt;br /&gt;sumali/nag-perform sa org tours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natakot/&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nanakot sa trust walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;naluluha sa Gabay song (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;nakasama sa mga planning sessions&lt;br /&gt;inabutan ang Gabay hacienda&lt;br /&gt;naging bahagi ng execom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nanalo ng best tutor award&lt;br /&gt;nanalo ng most outstanding gabayano award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sumali sa caroling&lt;br /&gt;naging bahagi ng Gabay choir&lt;br /&gt;nag-attend ng retrea&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;umattend ka ng 25th year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;...e ng 30th year anniv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambay ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tumambay at nakipag-jamming sa mga kapwa gabayano (hi ava v!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inubos ang lahat ng alam na kanta sa 1001 Hits na songbook&lt;br /&gt;nag-aral at natuto (pwede ring hindi) mag-gitara (nag-aral lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tumambay o kaya'y nag-meeting sa "sunken garden" (na hindi naman talaga garden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ginawang caf ang GR&lt;br /&gt;natutulog sa GR&lt;br /&gt;kilala mo si Mang Manny&lt;br /&gt;nabiktima ka ng higad sa harap ng GR&lt;br /&gt;ginawang locker ang pigeon hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ginawang notepad/drawing book ang logbook&lt;br /&gt;gumawa at nagpapirma ng birthday thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matters of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nagka-crush sa isang ate/kuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagka-crush sa lower batch&lt;br /&gt;nagka-crush sa angel/soul mo ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nakahanap ng best friend/s sa Gabay&lt;br /&gt;nakahanap ng true love ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116088850713999643?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116074727931900855</id><published>2006-10-13T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:56:11.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can</title><content type='html'>Super touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[From Sports Illustrated, By Rick Reilly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay For their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But compared with Dick Hoyt, I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in Marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a Wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and Pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick's also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back Mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. On a bike. Makes Taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.&lt;br /&gt;This love story began in Winchester , Mass. , 43 years ago, when Rick Was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him Brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' Dick says doctors told him And his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. ``Put him in an Institution.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes Followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the Engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was Anything to help the boy communicate. ``No way,'' Dick says he was told. ``There's nothing going on in his brain.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell him a joke,'' Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a Lot was going on in his brain. Rigged up with a computer that allowed Him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his Head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? ``Go Bruins!'' And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the School organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, ``Dad, I want To do that.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right. How was Dick, a self-described ``porker'' who never ran More than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he Tried. ``Then it was me who was handicapped,'' Dick says. ``I was sore For two weeks.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day changed Rick's life. ``Dad,'' he typed, ``when we were running, It felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sentence changed Dick's life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly Shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``No way,'' Dick was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a Single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few Years Dick and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then They found a way to get into the race Officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the Qualifying time for Boston the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somebody said, ``Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he Was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, Dick Tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii . It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud Getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you Think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Dick, why not see how you'd do on your own? ``No way,'' he says. Dick does it purely for ``the awesome feeling'' he gets seeing Rick with A cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best Time? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world Record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to Be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``No question about it,'' Rick types. ``My dad is the Father of the Century.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a Mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries Was 95% clogged. ``If you hadn't been in such great shape,'' One doctor told him, ``you probably would've died 15 years ago.'' So, in a way, Dick and Rick saved each other's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and Dick, retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass. , always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every weekend, including this Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``The thing I'd most like,'' Rick types, ``is that my dad sit in the chair and I push him once.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the video is &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://cjcphoto.com/can//"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116074727931900855?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cjcphoto.com/can/' title='Can'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/116074727931900855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=116074727931900855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116074727931900855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116074727931900855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/10/can.html' title='Can'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-116023547892442460</id><published>2006-10-07T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T08:37:58.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Must DO Before I Die</title><content type='html'>Name ten things that you want to do/accomplish before you die.  Afterwards, pick 5 people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take a picture of myself at the top of Mt. Apo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Paris.&lt;br /&gt;3. Own a house and lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tour the Philippines (not work-related please)—must-see places are Bohol, Camiguin, Palawan, Guimaras, Batanes&lt;br /&gt;5. Own a business&lt;br /&gt;6. Take my family to an out-of-the-country vacation&lt;br /&gt;7. Get married and have a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;8. Get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;9. Drive alone&lt;br /&gt;10. Have my own library (kahit at home lang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Chris, Kuya Rolls, Ate Ria, Ate Cla and Sheila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-116023547892442460?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/116023547892442460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=116023547892442460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116023547892442460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/116023547892442460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/10/10-things-i-must-do-before-i-die.html' title='10 Things I Must DO Before I Die'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-115943188328479047</id><published>2006-09-28T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:24:43.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck in davao airport</title><content type='html'>Im 597 miles away from home and I have no idea when im gonna go home.  What's the chance of getting a plane seat back to manila when your stub says you're priority 95!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I be doing if there weren't any internet cafe here?  Dont wanna think about it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's raining cats and dogs there in manila when the sun is shining so brightly here in davao!  waaah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know if im making any sense here... yoko na.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again when im in a better state of mind. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-115943188328479047?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/115943188328479047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=115943188328479047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115943188328479047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115943188328479047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuck-in-davao-airport.html' title='stuck in davao airport'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-115720752853964054</id><published>2006-09-02T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:32:08.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Chris</title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;This is simple. &lt;br /&gt;Just:&lt;br /&gt;1. Emphasize all lines that apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tag five more people after you finish, complete with links to their sites.&lt;br /&gt;3. Let the person you've tagged KNOW that they've been tagged, for Pete's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a different ethnicity.&lt;br /&gt;I have an eating disorder.&lt;br /&gt;I'm short.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tall.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I prefer winter over summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm a shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm reasonably intelligent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attracted to girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm attracted to boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I like British accents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smoke regularly.&lt;br /&gt;I drink regularly.&lt;br /&gt;I smoke socially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I drink socially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get drunk easily.&lt;br /&gt;I do drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I will never date a bad kisser.&lt;br /&gt;I've lied to avoid kissing them again.&lt;br /&gt;I brush my hair at least 50 times a night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm religious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm not religious but have morals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm impulsive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm hardworking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked "Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind".&lt;br /&gt;"She's All That" is one of my favourite movies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at History.&lt;br /&gt;I speak more than two languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I enjoy taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I like spending money on myself.&lt;br /&gt;I like spending money on others.&lt;br /&gt;I have a regular income.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I earn money on a job-by-job basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I pay my own bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rely on my parents for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tidyness is a must in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like clutter.&lt;br /&gt;My idea of good music is Britney Spears.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard of Blonde Redhead.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy Blonde Redhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm fashion-conscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good taste.&lt;br /&gt;People tell me I have good taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I excel academically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm told I have yet to fulfill my potential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at sports.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at certain sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I couldn't do sports to save my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm creative.&lt;br /&gt;I'm artistically inclined.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be an artist when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be an engineer when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I eat when I'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot adapt to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm interested in politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I download MP3s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done underage drinking.&lt;br /&gt;I've gone underage clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;I can dance reasonably well.&lt;br /&gt;I can dance extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;I dance like a cardboard gorilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing like someone stepped on my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy surveys.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy surveys when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I keep a journal.&lt;br /&gt;My teachers don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I enjoy controversy.&lt;br /&gt;I can be a bitch/bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a thing for bad boys/girls.&lt;br /&gt;I have tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a nudist colony.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I want to have children.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I'll get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I know who I will marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good liar.&lt;br /&gt;People enjoy talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;I annoy people from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm a born leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a born leader but shouldn't lead.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy felching.&lt;br /&gt;I have a foot fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have a shoe fetish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch "Sex and the City".&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Sarah Jessica Parker is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be J.Lo.&lt;br /&gt;I cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;I've cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I hate people who pretend to be suicidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate popular people.&lt;br /&gt;I think cheerleading is a sport.&lt;br /&gt;I'm photogenic.&lt;br /&gt;I live in Chucks.&lt;br /&gt;I think graffiti is art.&lt;br /&gt;I have dated a criminal.&lt;br /&gt;I have been cheated on.&lt;br /&gt;I have cheated on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have a temper.&lt;br /&gt;I like playgrounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;I have tanlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My favourite color is pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite color is black.&lt;br /&gt;I would classify myself as emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm musically inclined.&lt;br /&gt;I like listening to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like music-blasting cars.&lt;br /&gt;Thongs are comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I like flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;I know what monogamy is......and I believe in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a social worker when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have sibling/s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sibling/s annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I think "South Park" is funny.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Sheila, Rona, and Jo.  Yun lang muna, ang dami ng na-tag e. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-115720752853964054?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/115720752853964054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=115720752853964054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115720752853964054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115720752853964054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/09/tagged-by-chris.html' title='Tagged by Chris'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-115271681298964108</id><published>2006-07-12T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T08:06:53.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary...</title><content type='html'>I'm flying to Iloilo on Friday.  Hope the weather cooperates.  I don't want another roller coaster ride.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ng friend ko tulugan ko na lang daw.  Waah! How I wish I could do that.  Pero mababaw lagi tulog ko e.  Im sure konting change lang sa pressure, magigising agad ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck na lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-115271681298964108?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/115271681298964108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=115271681298964108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115271681298964108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115271681298964108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/07/scary.html' title='Scary...'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-115262806739768061</id><published>2006-07-11T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:27:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Home</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since my last post.  And where have I been the past weeks? hehe.  Im not gonna bore you with detailed kuwentos about all of my trips, let me just write about the highlights (not work-related sana..) of my very exciting life for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 13, SUBIC&lt;br /&gt;- It was my first time to go there and I guess, for first-timers (who also happen to be shopaholics) like me, the Duty Free Puregold should not be missed.  So we merely passed by there on our way back to Manila.  I've been hearing about this place as it was our former account in the distributor where I was assigned to last year.  Finally!  the name had a "face".  And what did I buy?  Believe or not, I just bought a small inner box of mentos cool chews and cool air because I realized that I already ran out of mints.  Gosh!  Dumayo pa ko ng SUBIC para bumili ng mentos at cool air!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 14, enroute to Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;- Marunong kaming sumunod sa schedule!  We left Manila at 6pm, 3 hours late from our original plan of leaving at 3PM.  Arrived at the hotel ng mga 1130PM.  Prepared presentation materials until around 130AM, and slept at around 2AM.  (nakakaantok naman tong post na to, inaantok na tuloy ako..ZZZ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, my presentation&lt;br /&gt;- Woke up at 7AM, reviewed my presentation, ate breakfast, then enroute to presentation venue.  (at inaantok pa rin ako nyan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Enroute to Manila.  It was at this point when I got a little more senti about Baguio.  Around this time last year, I was also in this place, this place where I found happiness, solace, and peace of mind with God.  sigh.  How I long to have more quiet, restful moments..  I've been so deprived of longer rests these past few weeks, but the beauty of the trees and mountains along Kennon Road, sort of gave me peace and silence within.  What a feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I almost forgot, if you're into hording strawberries, now is not the time to do so as strawberry prices are at P250 per kilo already!! Off-season eh, balik ka na lang sa summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16, enroute to Cagayan de Oro&lt;br /&gt;- As if I haven't learned from my Baguio experience, we left the office at 1030 AM and our flight is at 1235PM!  Good thing EDSA was very cooperative at that time and we reached the airport with still more than an hour before our boarding time.  After 1.5 hrs, I couldn't believe I was already in Mindanao.  Back then, it was the farthest place I've gone through in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 18, Cagayan de Oro pa rin&lt;br /&gt;- We woke up at 345AM to buy seafoods pasalubong fr the palengke.  The driver was late so we arrived at the market at 420AM.  When we got there, the prawns and crabs have already gone!!  So we went to another market, and luckily, we were able to buy giant prawns, live crabs and squid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that my CDO to Manila trip was my best plane ride ever. I was on the window side and I can see clearly the clouds, islands, seas from above, exactly the way it looked like from the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I just rested for a while and then packed my stuff again for a three-day business trip in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 19, Cebu&lt;br /&gt;- Cebu is very much like Manila.. only, the people there are speaking a different dialect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 21, enroute to Manila&lt;br /&gt;- Since Cebu is very much like Manila, wala akong nabili kundi dried mangoes at danggit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22, Lipa&lt;br /&gt;- Arrived home fr Cebu at past 10PM.  Woke up at 4 something cuz we're meeting in Rockwell at 6am.. Okay pa naman ako ng mga panahong ito, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 23&lt;br /&gt;- back to my cubicle for a while, check email, check email, check email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25, enroute to Davao&lt;br /&gt;- This was the scariest plane ride ever in my life.  It was raining like hell when I left Manila.  I thought my flight's gonna be cancelled.. but it was delayed only for more than 2 hours.  Good thing I brought a book.  Anyway, for short, it was a "roller coaster" ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Davao a lot only because of the "No Smoking" Policy.  I wish they could implement that here in Manila as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 26, back to Manila&lt;br /&gt;- Good thing the clouds were more cooperative now.  they weren't as bad as they were the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have pictures of my visits in these places.  Only, most of them are work-related.  I didnt really have much time to take pictures so I just tried to be in all the pictures being taken by my office mates.  I am still waiting for them to email me the pictures.  Hopefully I can post them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved going to new places.  But you get to miss your loved ones pala so much that sometimes, you just wish you'll be on your way to Manila na ulit (esp for someone like me who's not used to being away from her family for quite a long time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, that's what I've been doing for the past weeks.  Well, I guess my second home during these times was the Centennial Airport 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-115262806739768061?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/115262806739768061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=115262806739768061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115262806739768061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115262806739768061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/07/second-home.html' title='Second Home'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-115003446956294309</id><published>2006-06-11T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T07:01:09.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img146.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00010b0bd.jpg" border=0 target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/7200/dsc00010b0bd.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at ImageShack.us"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a bit delayed already. Our anniversary falls on May 30.  But anyway, im still posting this. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks friends for being my support group in Nestle .  I'm happy to have shared most of my happy, crying and winning moments with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys! It's been a year and we have never been completed in a picture!!  Chowking, este, Ron, you should have come to Lee's house, ayan, wala ka tuloy dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to more happy, winning and crying moments with you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO WIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-115003446956294309?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/115003446956294309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=115003446956294309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115003446956294309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/115003446956294309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-114942825002096258</id><published>2006-06-04T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:37:30.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want to leave yet</title><content type='html'>This day marks my fourth and last month in my current stint.  sigh.. Where would I be a month from now?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can stay in this stint for another 4 months before we finally reach the culmination of our training.  Better yet, I wish they assign me here permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to love the people I'm working with, the projects I have finished and the ones that I'm currently working on.  Four months seem so short.  I wish I could get assigned here for my permanent post.  Basta, I so love this stint!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr.. it's so hard to write a blog about your work.  What if someone from our countless competitors is reading this pala? hehe.. well.. it's possible.  I'd rather not write about it here.  oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I'll think about another topic to write about first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-114942825002096258?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/114942825002096258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=114942825002096258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114942825002096258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114942825002096258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/06/dont-want-to-leave-yet.html' title='Don&apos;t want to leave yet'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-114865871716606387</id><published>2006-05-26T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:51:57.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A message for you</title><content type='html'>We're not that close but it breaks my heart to see you hurting. You wont probably get to read this, but I do hope that the message will eventually reach you.  Don't waste your time crying over her.  She's not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someday, someone will come to your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-114865871716606387?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/114865871716606387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=114865871716606387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114865871716606387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114865871716606387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/05/message-for-you.html' title='A message for you'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-114761559014741865</id><published>2006-05-14T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:35:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED BY CHRIS</title><content type='html'>Name ten of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick ten people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not use things that someone else has already used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sweet and funny messages from Chris, my mom, friends, etc.&lt;br /&gt;- Singing&lt;br /&gt;- Watching commercials (especially the Wellness commercials. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;- Star-gazing (I do this everytime I go to new places. haay.. stars are really more visible in the provinces than here in the metro)&lt;br /&gt;- Playing with kids&lt;br /&gt;- Going to places I've never been before, the farther the better &lt;br /&gt;- Getting up late (not naman super late, basta not as early as 6am!)&lt;br /&gt;- Smile from my mom everytime I give her pasalubong from work&lt;br /&gt;- Reading a good book while drinking fruit shake or iced NESCAFE&lt;br /&gt;- Exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who to tag.  Lahat na ata ng kilala kong may blog na-tag na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-114761559014741865?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/114761559014741865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=114761559014741865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114761559014741865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114761559014741865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/05/tagged-by-chris.html' title='TAGGED BY CHRIS'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27992130.post-114745008998130341</id><published>2006-05-12T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:14:29.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First-time blogger?</title><content type='html'>... well, not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to create a blog a few months back. I posted once, but never got to update it na. Just got so busy with uhmm, work. Besides, my monitor wasnt working well.  But that was before!  Im on to a new adventure (new and better stint!) now and I have a new monitor already! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I will really try to update my blog at least once a month.. ok ok.. once a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna share my wavy hair that I'm so proud of.. harhar.. well, it was like that for about 10 minutes only. i just played with my hair using these cheap rollers i bought from robinsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who haven't seen me for quite a long time now, do i look older now? haha.  actually, in the office, they always say I look young at mukha akong college OJT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img45.imageshack.us/my.php?image=quilin0035og.jpg" border=0 target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img45.imageshack.us/img45/8510/quilin0035og.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at ImageShack.us"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27992130-114745008998130341?l=quilinski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/feeds/114745008998130341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27992130&amp;postID=114745008998130341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114745008998130341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27992130/posts/default/114745008998130341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quilinski.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-time-blogger.html' title='First-time blogger?'/><author><name>Quilin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11794902587000834668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
