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  <subtitle>//my journal! woohoo!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-04-23T15:46:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:17611</id>
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    <title>Weird Playlist</title>
    <published>2008-04-23T15:46:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-23T15:46:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am not known for making the most organized music playlist. Usually the contents of my playlist would reflect what I am currently feeling, or whatever I just feel like listening to. From Karaoke staples, to rock, to OPM oldies... whatevers!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's what I am playing tonight:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alone (acoustic) - Heart &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't know how long I have waited... and I was going to tell you tonight. But the secret is still my own, and my love for you is still unknown... Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unwell - Matchbox Twenty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crazy - Aerosmith &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toxic (britney spears cover) - Yael Naim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Hurts (incubus cover) - Marie Digby : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love hurts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but sometimes it's a good hurt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and it feels like I'm alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love sings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when it transcends the bad things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; have a heart and try me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'cause without love I won't survive  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Admiration - Incubus&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could you move in slow motion? Everything goes by so fast. Just slow down a little... Save the best part for last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Did You Fall - Chris Rice : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial,helvetica; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="2"&gt;I bet my face is red, and you can hear my heart poundin’... Well I guess it don’t matter now that I realize... Cause baby I missed it then, but I can surely see you now.&amp;nbsp; Right there before my eyes... You’re my beautiful surprise.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Save Me (acoustic) - Remy Zero :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel my wings have broken in your hands. I feel the words unspoken inside. When they pull you under...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Pavements - Adele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Little Things - Colbie Caillat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don't you say that I'd be better off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;, better off, sitting by myself wondering... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Billydee! I think kadugtong ito nung realize hahaha nung hinde pa rin narealize nung guy hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For - U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Takeoffs &amp;amp; Landings - The Ataris : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? And would you miss me when you get there? No place that I would rather be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If All Else Fails - Matchbook Romance :  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm not sure what I'm looking for. But it's clear to see the purpose of my exsistance Is laying here in front of me. So close your eyes and sleep to dream.&amp;nbsp; I'm by your side. No words to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop &amp;amp; Stare - One Republic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I'm feeling a bit better listening to these songs :)&lt;br&gt;    &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Goldfish Ice Cream</title>
    <published>2008-04-07T17:43:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T17:43:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://demidiyosa.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R-pZjQoKCtYAACRFLm01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 156px; height: 170px;" class="alignleft" src="http://images.demidiyosa.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-pZ4woKCtYAACzoWAc1/25_1%282%29.gif?et=EdkkzuNdgx53r%2Bsf4Mts9Q&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summer's here again! Here we have another excuse to consume lots of ice cream (yey!). One of my favorite frozen treats is &lt;a href="http://eng.bing.co.kr/"&gt;Chambungau Samanco&lt;/a&gt;, a goldfish-shaped wafer containing sweet red beans and chewy rice cake tucked in creamy vanilla ice cream sandwich. I just loooooove the chewy rice cake pieces! It's a bit like the pearls you get in the Quickly shakes. Yum yum! I get my Chambungay fix from the Korean grocery near our house. It's comfort food! Good good goooood comfort food. I guess it's because it kinda reminds me of those local ice cream on a stick, monggo flavor! I think I last ate some when I was in high school, when our neighbor had a sari-sari store selling some and they had monggo, buko, chocolate, and cheese flavors. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saraaaaaaap!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-pZjQoKCtYAACRFLm01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dangerous Weapon... a HEDGEHOG!</title>
    <published>2008-04-07T14:07:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T14:07:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="mxb"&gt; 				&lt;h1&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This sounds like something you'd see in a Bugs Bunny cartoon! But is is true and the man has been charged for assault with a weapon (the hedgehog). Poor hedgehog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;--&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/7334233.stm"&gt; 					NZ man 'used hedgehog as weapon'&lt;/a&gt; 				&lt;/h1&gt; 			&lt;/div&gt; 		 		     		 		                                                                &lt;p class="first"&gt; &lt;b&gt;A man in New Zealand has been charged with using a hedgehog as a weapon, the New Zealand Herald has reported.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Police said William Singalargh, 27, had hurled the hedgehog about 5m (16ft) at a 15-year-old boy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "It hit the victim in the leg, causing a large, red welt and several puncture marks," said Senior Sgt Bruce Jenkins, in the North Island town of Whakatane. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; It was unclear whether the hedgehog was still alive when it was thrown, though it was dead when collected as evidence.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The police spokesman said the suspect was arrested "for assault with a weapon, namely the hedgehog." &lt;/p&gt; Mr Singalargh is due to appear in court on 17 April. If convicted, he faces up to five years in prison.   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stronger Woman</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T01:53:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T01:53:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt; 		&lt;strong&gt;Jewel has a new album! Yey!!! Here's her first single from her album PERFECTLY CLEAR. Here's a &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NixUKceEQZo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;link to the vid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NixUKceEQZo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, as usual very good lyrics! Her song has a more country feel to it now, but whatevers! She's still Jewel! hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stronger Woman &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jewel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; 		 	&lt;/div&gt; 	 		&lt;div&gt; 			&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ringtoneitch.com/co/ringtoneitch/02/?sid=MLlyrtop&amp;amp;artist=Jewel" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 		&lt;/div&gt;  		I guess you could say&lt;br&gt;I'm one of those girls&lt;br&gt;that's always been with one of those guys&lt;br&gt;you know the type&lt;br&gt;like right now &lt;br&gt;he sleeps while I write&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's better than crying&lt;br&gt;i'm worn out from trying&lt;br&gt;from loving a man who always makes it clear&lt;br&gt;I'm not welcome here &lt;br&gt;Just when he's hungry or frisky or needs something cleaned&lt;br&gt;you know what I mean &lt;br&gt;But not tonight&lt;br&gt;Cause come the morning light&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna love myself &lt;br&gt;More than anyone else&lt;br&gt;Believe in me &lt;br&gt;Even if someone can't see&lt;br&gt;The stronger woman in me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna be my own best friend&lt;br&gt;Stick with me till the end&lt;br&gt;Won't lose myself again&lt;br&gt;never, no&lt;br&gt;Cause theres a stronger woman&lt;br&gt;a stronger woman in me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the light bulbs buzz I get up&lt;br&gt;head to my drawer &lt;br&gt;wish there was more&lt;br&gt;I could say&lt;br&gt;another fairy tale fades to grey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've lived on hope &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;like a child&lt;br&gt;walking that mile &lt;br&gt;faking that smile&lt;br&gt;all the while&lt;br&gt;wishing my heart had wings&lt;br&gt;well from now on  I'm gonna be&lt;br&gt;The kind of woman I want my daughter to be, oh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna love myself &lt;br&gt;More than anyone else&lt;br&gt;Believe in me &lt;br&gt;Even if someone can't see&lt;br&gt;a stronger woman in me&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna be my own best friend,&lt;br&gt;Stick with me till the end&lt;br&gt;Won't lose myself again&lt;br&gt;Never, no&lt;br&gt;Cause there's a stronger woman,  stronger woman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is me, packing up my bags&lt;br&gt;this is me, headed for the door&lt;br&gt;this is me, the best you ever had&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna love myself &lt;br&gt;More than anyone else&lt;br&gt;Believe in me, even if someone can't see&lt;br&gt;The stonger woman in me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna be my own best friend&lt;br&gt;stick with me till the end&lt;br&gt;Won't lose myself again&lt;br&gt;no no &lt;br&gt;Cause there's a stronger woman, a stronger woman &lt;br&gt;Theres a stronger woman in me, a stronger woman in me &lt;br&gt;stronger woman in me&lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147457978.jpg" height="1" width="1"&gt;   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Julia Fordham in Manila</title>
    <published>2008-01-23T07:22:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-23T07:22:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hurrah! I have crawled out from under a rock to find this piece of news... Julia Fordham is back in Manila. Here's the sched...&lt;br&gt;February 8 @ Alabang Town Center Mall&lt;br&gt;6:30 pm&lt;br&gt;Activity Center&lt;br&gt;Concierge Hotline – 842.2782, 772.1860&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;February 9 @ TriNoma Mall in Quezon City&lt;br&gt;7:00 pm&lt;br&gt;Activity Center&lt;br&gt;Concierge Hotline – 901-3000&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;February 10 @ Glorietta Mall in Makati City&lt;br&gt;7:00 pm&lt;br&gt;Activity Center&lt;br&gt;Concierge Hotline – 752.7272&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's watch! I am so excited that if I do know how to do cartwheels, I'd be doing one right now!&lt;br&gt;I am singing "Lock and Key" right now! Can you feel me get so excited?? (wait that sounded bastos! hahaha) I am so hyper... :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     When there's comfort in pleasure and pleasure in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm wondering if I'll see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No tangled emotions dragging us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the texture of your voice the sweetest sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna wrap you up and take you home with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yo' Yo' Yeah Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treasured in my heart under lock and key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Birthday Wishlist</title>
    <published>2007-08-02T01:55:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-02T01:55:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My birthday is looming... yeah it's still some 30 sumthin' days&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/clock.png"&gt; away but I can create my wishlist now, 'di ba? Ok... here goes, I've organized it into two categories. See below.&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "Impossibles"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;World Peace (yeah! pang beauty pageant! pero seryoso ito... aren't you tired of all the wars... the brutal killings because of videoke and My Way...??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humane treatment for the animals (yeah that includes you peeps also! hehehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Additional 10++ years for nanay... that she'll still be comfy and strong during these times...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiness for me...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "Do-ables" (otherwise known as Materialistic Chuvah!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donation for PAWS &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I plan to go to the shelter by the end of the month to bring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sawdust from Monterey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;carrots and sayote (about 4 kilos or so...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;Kaufman's&lt;/span&gt; Medicated Soap - 2 bars of soap &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;powdered detergent &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;any other doggie treats?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sama na kayo sa akin :) bring also some of these stuff so we can make some of our furry friends happy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPod Video 80GB case... something that will make it more scratchproof!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crumpler iPod carry thingie... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forever_in_Blue:_The_Fourth_Summer_of_the_Sisterhood" title="Forever in Blue: The Fourth Summer of the Sisterhood"&gt;Forever in Blue: The Fourth Summer of the Sisterhood&lt;/a&gt; book &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiness is tangible... or in this case... DRINKABLE!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1 bottle Tequila Rose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1 bottle Absolut Vodka Currant&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1 gallon (is it a gallon bottle?? hrmmm the big one... hehehe) Carlo Rossi Sangria&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;1 bottle Angove''s Bear Crossing Chardonnay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;1 bottle &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Angove's Butterfly Ridge Rose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;1 bottle (any brand) White Zinfandel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hinde po ako lasheng... tipshy lang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Cocktail Shaker... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 pcs Shot Glass&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A white girly bag... uh huh... couldn't find a white bag for moi... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Havaianas JOY (Blue or Pink)... OR... Metallic Pink Havs... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Uh-huh... long list ba? hehehe! Thanks in advance!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS:&lt;br&gt;Quarter life crisis... so bear with me!!! hehehe&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Love's "Haircut"</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T06:43:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T06:43:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/RoHixwoKCo4AAFR3mt41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.demidiyosa.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RoHixwoKCo4AAFR3mt41/STP80675.JPG?et=N%2CD3INFf40ke1Q6bsUBo1Q" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had the groomer remove Love's matted hair, but since it was so matted they had to chop it off. So now she's kinda looking like a chihuahua or a labrador puppy... awwww. Her hair will grow back in a few weeks time. She may look different but she's the same old "sweet-kulit-malambing" dog... kinda Lex Luthor baldie lang pero... Love pa rin naman deep... deep... deep... inside!  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>IQ Test</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T01:30:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T02:54:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;At least... akala ko sabaw na utak ko... mejo may natira pa pala! Yey!&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/11.gif" border="0" alt="IQ Test Score"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Lakbayan</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T20:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T02:55:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hay naku! Need to travel more sa Philippines :) Eto muna gusto ko puntahan para madagdagan ang grade ko hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rice Terraces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Batanes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camiguin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coron, Palawan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tubbataha Reef, Palawan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bondoc Peninsula, Quezon&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?aaaaaaaaaacdaaaafkaafkkfaaakkadakakkakpdfpkaacaaupaaaaaapaapadkaaadpappvpcadkaasaaaaaaaaaa9088" title="Lakbayan Visited Map" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;margin-top:5px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-c-" title="Lakbayan Grade: C-" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is C-!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite style="font-size:85%"&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com"&gt;Eugene Villar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:15114</id>
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    <title>Inspirational Quote 6/21/2007</title>
    <published>2007-06-21T15:41:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-21T15:41:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;It's Thursday, nearly the end of the week! Now, here's a quote about work...&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I believe you are your work. Don't trade the stuff of your life, time, for nothing more than dollars. That's a rotten bargain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;-Rita Mae Brown&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Smug Marrieds vs. Singletons</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T17:07:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T17:07:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's bad enough that the family constantly reminds us of the impending doom (*ehek* i meant to say FUTURE!!) called marriage. It's real, real bad when the OB-GYN reminds us of the "tick-tock-tick-tock" of the biological clock, and certain hormonal issues. But what really saks to the high heavens is when you have friends that are swinging singletons one moment, and as soon as the marriage contract is signed... they turn into smug marrieds. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, yes... you might be a wee concerned that we might be on the road to spinsterhood, but you end up sounding smug, annoying, condescending, insulting, and a bit smug (hrmmm... i think i *did* already mention smug!). For the sake of friendship and our (singletons, not you dimwit) sanity, please act like a good friend... talk about the weather, Ruffa's marriage (or the destruction of it, her biggest claim to fame), your work, the food that we're being served, or the cute guy that you have been eyeing since you got in... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's bad enough for people with relationships that aren't married (yet), how do you think you sound like to your friends who are NOBSB (no boyfriend since birth... or it's corresponding no girlfriend since birth...) or even to your friends that are currently NOT in a romantic relationship? Smugly gushing on how poopie soiled diapers improving your love with your wifey? Or, how the hubby has proven how much he loves you by sniffing your armpits after a workout... thus, proving how much he loves you more now that you are married. Argh. We have enough insecurities and neuroses, don't add to it. The pressure is on us... to be thin and appealing (so we can catch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the man&lt;/span&gt;)... We also have work pressures to live through, the 9-6 job where you have to prove yourself to your boss and the people you work with. There's also the pressure to be a good daughter (or, son... or both??). And, of course, the push towards marriage.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Smug Marrieds... The grass ain't greener from where I am standing. Let me be... for the love of *bleep-bleep* (insert some form of profanity here)... I know you have your problems... We have our problems... So, just shut up! Have fun! Enjoy the moments that you are free from the shackles of marriage... or most likely, free from diaper changing duties or watching Barney (Eee-Yuckkkk).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We singletons are enjoying life in our terms. Our time will come. No one wants to be alone. And, I think no one likes to be discovered dead at home eaten by Alsatians. Most people would like to be with someone, though there will be some that will be content living with cats... but that's another story. When the time comes that we need to take that big leap (marriage, not life with cats)... hold our hands and be there for us. It's all about respect beybeeh!   &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>India rattled by vibrating condom</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T15:26:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T15:26:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Something I saw in the BBC News site. Interesting how some politicians, and policies, concentrate on the "simple stuff" when there are other things that needs their attention like poverty, women's rights, and health services. Oh well, at least they do get rattled over something... click this &lt;a class="select" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/6221540.stm"&gt;Link&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Relaxation...</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T14:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T14:35:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so tired... drained... bleh! All I want to do now is just to chillax beybeh! After all these crazy stuff, I think it's time to pamper myself. And, I've got a bunch of stuff I need to do for myself that I kinda didn't have time for or I neglected to do. Here's my list:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a haircut, or just a trim... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta magpapaparlor ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trim my eyebrows (no it's not yet Bert monobrow... but still...)go to Fix and have them do threading chuvah&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a book (wheeee!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hangout with my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy CD-Rs to back up my files&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;Make a cocktail... or simply drink ice cold &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/beer.png"&gt; beer while watching the telly!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake carrot cake or banana bread... (the smell of bread baking is really relaxing!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hrmmm... that's all I can think of so far. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:14177</id>
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    <title>Wooooosaaaaahhhhhh!</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T14:15:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T14:15:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;The past weeks have been awfully crazy for me. I need a break. Graah! Nanay was critical again last night, apparently the anti-biotics weren't working so the doctors were giving up on her! Then, nanay complained about her left arm was in pain, she has been complaining about this for 2 days. So when my aunt checked it out, she saw that it was swollen and she had the nurse check it out. The nurse told them that the vein collapsed and that's the reason why the arm is swollen, that's also the reason why the meds weren't working even though they DOUBLED the dosage. OH MEHN!!! She nearly died because of the ##$%^^@#* stupidity of some people. ARGH. That same hospital was also the hospital where she had an operation to remove the lump in her throat, the thyroid cyst... the lump that was removed was sent to the lab to be biopsied to check if it was cancerous. This wasn't relayed to us by the doctor, he just decided to tell us to be glad that it wasn't cancerous. Trusting the doctor, we didn't think that he might have given the wrong the diagnosis. BIG MISTAKE. In fact, the lump was cancerous. The doctor didn't bother to follow-up on the lab results, and it got lost through all their loopy processes. If we had found out about it then, nanay could have gotten radioactive treatment to kill the cancer cells and stop it from creeping to the other parts of her body like bones, spine, and lungs. Now, the same hospital was being negligent (again), good thing it was seen before anything happened to nanay. We couldn't take her to a different hospital last week because it was the nearest that had an emergency facility. She couldn't breathe, we needed to give her medical treatment ASAP. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My advice to you guys, get your lab results... check the patient regularly... research about the diagnosis given to you by the doctor... get N opinions...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...just wanna sleep now... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt; too tired...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Make Adoption Your First Option</title>
    <published>2007-06-19T02:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T17:12:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a class="select" href="http://www.paws.com.ph/campaigns/stay-pawsitive/pawsitive-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://www.paws.com.ph/campaigns/stay-pawsitive/pawsitive-01.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Save Man's Best Friend from the Dog Meat Trade - Say YES to House Bill 2991 Petition</title>
    <published>2007-06-19T02:49:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T02:49:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a class="select" href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/879609320"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you love your 4 footed bestest pal in the whole world. Sign Up!!!&lt;br&gt;Dogs (and cats) are intelligent animals, though I am not a vegitarian, I cannot imagine feeding on them. It's cruel and it's so wrong!! &lt;br&gt;There are millions of dogs being eaten, not because people are going hungry... but because it has become a delicacy in some countries. There are now puppy farms, not to sell them in pet stores, to sell them as meat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Help stop this now! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jamie&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;xoxo from Love the Dog and Leo&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>First Time</title>
    <published>2007-05-30T16:01:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-30T16:08:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I woke up to 96.3 WROCK today. Argh. Well, there's nothing really wrong about it. It's just that my family had to put the volume on really, really loud. I woke up to Robin Beck's First Time. It's a really nice song but it just brings back some memories that I actually thought I forgot about. Hrmmm. Power ballad, it had the oomph and power to wake me up... oh mehn. Panic attack? Weh? Not quite. The song just made me get up and stare into space for a bit. Then, I felt sad (weird huh)... overload of happy and sad memories... they're not good when they hit you when you least expect it and you just happen to be sleeping.  After drowning the weird emotions with a tall glass of pink grapefruit juice, I ended up thinking that maybe this is some form of quarter life crisis manifesting itself. Graaaah. Oh well. Why blame the song though... hehehe... It's quite a nice song naman. Here's the lyrics:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First time first love oh what feeling is this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Electricity flows with the very first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a break in the clouds and the first ray of sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can feel it inside something new has begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's taking control of my body and mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It begins when I heard I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the very first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This life this love oh what sweetness I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so mysterious yet so incredible real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's an uncharted sea it's an unopend door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But ya got to reach and ya gotta explore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even thought you're not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till the moment arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the he is and you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the very first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And baby when I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every feeling I had was new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't think there are words to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;describe the sensations, oh no no no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when something's happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that words can't define&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only then do you know you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the very first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pers laaaab... hehehe Kinda romantic di ba? If your an 80's kid, you might have heard it from an &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=uHisShmm46E"&gt;old Coke Classic&lt;/a&gt; commercial. Shempers it's not the original lyrics, kinda jingle version na. &lt;br /&gt;See: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=uHisShmm46E"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=uHisShmm46E&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Motherhood</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T05:55:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-23T05:55:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Being a mom is not an easy thing. You try your best to be the best mom in the world, but you really can't be one. What you can only hope for is that all the things you do, your decisions and actions, will make your baby grow up to be the best that she can be. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One of the best things in being a mommy is the unconditional love you get. The smile when she sees you; how she runs to you everytime you come home, even if you just left for a little while. The little things that make you feel like you're the most loved person in the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are times that we fight. I try to discipline her, and what I get is either the "paawa" look or the "i-don't-know-who-you-are" look. Hrmpf. She's sensitive, "iyakin"... just like me. Then, alls's well again when she goes and snuggles up next to me. A silent sorry, so all is forgiven. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She's the baby of the family, well-loved and constantly showered with cuddles. Who'd have thought the "bato-bato" uncles and "pa-macho" brothers of mine will be doing their wuvvy-wuvvy baby talk. A day without her in the house, they get all sentimental and talk about how they miss her. That's just one day, imagine how they'd feel if it were longer! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not her real mom, just her adoptive mother. But it's enough... I'm still a mommy, and she's my baby. When I feel sad, she knows it and tries her best to cheer me up. Who'd have thought she'd be intelligent and sensitive? She's my adopted poodle. Love the dog. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;It might seem like fantasy, or practice for something that I might be in the future. Know what? It's not. Though you may say animal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; naman yan. Animals have feelings too. I may be seen as someone who can be a mother, I can cook and stuff... but honestly, I have been afraid of motherhood all this time. And this little poodle changed me. It's now something that I think I can handle. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you meet my little pooh-dol, you'll know why I love her to pieces. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="../photos/hi-res/upload/RlPWjAoKCo4AAF6Pqwk1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 148px; height: 112px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.demidiyosa.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RlPWjAoKCo4AAF6Pqwk1/Image036.jpg?et=TbYbQf94pBZnRbLM7qSHGg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Cooking My Boredom Away</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T16:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T16:24:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wheee! I'm getting fatter... while I'm becoming a better cook! hehehe&lt;br&gt;I've found out that I can bake, it seems that it's in the blood beybeh! In my father's side of the family almost all the women bake... not just your hershey's no fuss chocolate cake in a box. No no no! Sans Rival from scratch, melt in your mouth cheesecake, brownies, etc etc!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've tried making Oatmeal Banana Loaf, and it's gooooood. Everytime I make a batch it ends up being gobbled up by my beloved family. I've also made carrot cake, yum yum!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="../photos/hi-res/upload/RgvmIgoKCqoAAFa3f6s1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 139px;" class="alignleft" src="http://images.buffy14.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RgvmIgoKCqoAAFa3f6s1/lamb.jpg?et=0pEmGey%2BPo1YQ49Z%2BFBUmA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also made some Peppered Breast of Lamb... baked to perfection. Our family just loves lamb. I've also made Lamb Curry with apples, potato, and raisins. Comfort food! Add a stick of cinnamon to add more flavor. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="../photos/hi-res/upload/RgvmjQoKCqoAAFqx4MI1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 205px; height: 155px;" class="alignright" src="http://images.buffy14.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RgvmjQoKCqoAAFqx4MI1/buffalo.jpg?et=pMtLHLxHdYhPB0jLz%2CVjkQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I also tried making buffalo wings! I prefer buying my chicken wings from S&amp;amp;R, it's meatier and fresher than getting it from some other grocery, unless you get it from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;palengke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;This is so easy to make! I think I won't be ordering this from restos now that I can make a lovely batch at home. For the sauce, it's hard to find blue cheese... unless I go to Shopwise... but since I just wanted to satisfy my craving for buffalo wings... I just used sour cream and mayo... put some herbs... voila! you have your own platter of buffalo wings! Don't forget the celery stalks!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I'll be putting some of my "successful" recipes online sa blog... :)&lt;br&gt;I could try making something like a dummy's guide to Cooking 101. Just kidding! I'll be posting also some restaurant reviews. And while I'm doing those stuff, I think I'll try to include some exercise in between (oh mehn!).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:12086</id>
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    <title>(Bored Bored Bored) to the Nth Power</title>
    <published>2006-10-28T01:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-28T01:30:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's been how many days that I've been staying home and resting. But really... this seems more stressful than going to work everyday! It&amp;nbsp;SAAAAAAKS! Nakaka-drain rin kse ang alang kausap... tingin sa wall... basa lang book... waaaaaaaaaaaaah! Ayoko na. Gusto ko na lumabas... maglamyerda... papatulan ko na rin ata ang makipaginuman ng gin bilog sa mga kanto boys eh!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Grrrrrrr...&lt;/p&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:12016</id>
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    <title>Things You Never Thought You'd Hear from a Check-up</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T07:16:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T07:16:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last Wednesday my mom and I went to Las Pinas Doctor's Hospital to get the doctor to "read" the ultrasound results. The doctor asked me "May anak ka na?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Jamie's now thinking "ngyorks!" because since the day before that, other doctors were asking her the same thing... demn!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm like "huwaaaaaaaaaaat?? doc ano ba kahapon ko pa naririnig yan!!! mukha ba akong nanganak na?!"&amp;nbsp; Honestly, that's what I really answered because I was really fed up with that question! Two different hospitals, same question! The doctor replied "Hija, kse kung wala ka pang anak sasabihin ko lang naman mag-anak ka ASAP." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt; "Baket?!?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"K'se dadating ang panahon na hinde ka na pwede mag anak, polycystic ovaries mo... may maliliit na cysts nakapaligid kaya irregular ang period mo. In a few years dadami pa yan kaya malaki ang possibility maging sterile ka."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; ("Noooooooooo!")&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Atsaka, retroverted ang uterus mo hija."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Ano po ibig sabihin ng retroverted?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Isipin mo na lang baliktad ang pagsalo ng uterus mo ng sperm."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt; ("Ano daw?!?") -- still kinda shocked so I was just looking at the doctor...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Dapat kung gusto mo maging buntis doggie style ang gawin niyo ng partner mo!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt; ("ay nakakaloka!") -- at this point I looked at my mom, who was laughing na... di ba nakakalokah! I mean yeah you can talk to your friends about the "facts of life" but come on! This is your OB-GYN and mom... explaining kama sutra to you!! GROSSSSSSSSS!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Eh, doc pwede po padelay ng konti ang baby making?"&lt;br&gt;"Kung ako sa iyo... ASAP talaga! Eto resetahan kita ng Vitamin E at C, tapos kung gusto mo mabuntis dapat minimunm every other night niyo gawin ng partner mo. Kahit ala munang kasal! Payag naman ata mommy mo eh! Basta magkababy ka."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At this point I was kinda spacing out...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mom replied... "see... at least it isn't cancer!"&lt;br&gt;Doctor: "Punta kayo ng partner mo, resetahan ko kayo ng fertility drugs tapos magpasperm count sha... baka namromroblema tayo sa iyo eh sha pala ang mahaihirapan magka-anak..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;uh-huh! hala...&lt;br&gt;

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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:11546</id>
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    <title>Polycystic Churvah</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T03:28:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T03:28:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm sad... I'm shocked... My ultrasound shows that I have polycystic ovaries. This simple means that there's these small cysts surrounding my ovaries. This will lead to infertility someday, so I have to think of having a baby in the near future. Hrmmm... Iskeri...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Though there's this humorous interaction with the OB-GYN... but that will be another blog entry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bapee:11334</id>
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    <title>The Absent-Minded Fish</title>
    <published>2006-09-18T14:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-18T14:15:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last Friday, I "tried" to cook paksiw na bangus for my ever loveable lola. Cleaned the fish, got the suka, patis, and siling pang sigang for my paksiw, put all of these stuff in a pan. Made, you know, timpla-timpla my paksiw with the seasonings. Then, I put the pan in the stove, low heat, left it to simmer... don't stir or else the suka will be "hilaw" in other words, it will be just fish in suka! Leave it for a few minutes, then it's done!

Sadly, my "a few minutes" turned into 10 minutes... no more sabaw for the paksiw! It ended up being in between daing na bangus and paksiw! hehehe...

It happened again yesterday, I was cooking sinigang sa miso na panga ng tuna! I thought I turned off the stove already... di pala! Muntik na maging crunchy panga yung niluluto ko! Ngyorks!

I've been so absent minded lately, I've left my i-river in CSB, I keep forgetting the date, I have to think really hard sometimes when texting because I forgot what I was supposed to say! The list goes on! I decided to take stresstabs, maybe it's some vitamin deficiency! (I hope so!!) Else, I'll be drinking Sustagen Premium... for memory gap!

*sigh*
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    <title>Spaghetti = Comfort Food</title>
    <published>2006-08-30T00:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-30T00:39:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have noticed that I have been eating spaghetti for several days, well since last week! I have had Burger King Spaghetti (last monday); Jolly Spaghetti (last tuesday- wolfing down all it's tomato-banana ketsap goodness with the ham, REGULAR YUM BITS, and hotdog... and cheese!!); had a no-spaghetti day last wedneday but for some weird reason I kept thinking of eating one, instead I drank a glass of tomato juice; Thursday, I had McSpaghetti with Chicken Meal; Friday, KFC Spaghetti for dinner; Saturday, I had Spaghetti Bolognese at Pizza Hut Bistro in SM Mall of Asia with Sherlock; Sunday, I had a craving for Spaghetti again! ended up eating catsup with chips... to satisfy lack of tomato goodness in my body! hmmm... Today, I had McSpaghetti again (woohoo!) that was my lunch earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually scary, now that I've realized that I have survived a week by nourishing myself with carbs smothered with lycopene goodness... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually woke up feeling lonely this morning, Monday blues? Ate half a bar of Hershey's Milk Chocolate but it didn't help! But when I ate my styro of McSpag... mehn! That did the trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm going through some sort of quarter life crisis with spaghetti as my Prozac.</content>
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    <title>Mumu (again...)</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T12:49:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T12:49:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok... &lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I've asked my students to show me the web pages they're created, give them some comments and stuff to edit.&lt;br /&gt;I view their web pages using the teacher's pc, blah ba blah, they sit beside me... blah ba blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After viewing one student's work, I continued with my editing stuff in dreamweaver. Then, I&amp;nbsp;heard&amp;nbsp;the chair beside me move and in my peripheral vision, I saw what looked like a male student sit in the chair beside me. I turned to look at him to ask him the link of his site, but when I looked, no one was there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so I IM'd my friend and told him, that "I see dead people..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sabi nya "I think you've had too much coffee..." eh hinde nga ehhhhhhhhhhhhh... waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I have a classroom full of students... grabeh ka... you ghost you!!! On 2nd thought... ok na... buti na lang maraming tao...</content>
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