<?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-3479765150447234384</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:28:38.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After dAwN</title><subtitle type='html'>Pure Imagination</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-3619348603382588793</id><published>2009-03-16T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:02:16.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Health is everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/Sb4raHWDt8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/11wFs8jJIQ4/s1600-h/DSC_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/Sb4raHWDt8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/11wFs8jJIQ4/s200/DSC_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313732337991923650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Getting a flu shot months before the flu season gives the body a chance to build up immunity to the virus. Although you can get a flu shot well into the flu season, it is still best to try to have it sooner rather than later. However, even if there are only 2 or 3 months left in the flu season,it's still a good idea to get protection if the vaccine is available in your area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, a couple of weeks ago, me and my friends were invited to Sanofi Pasteur's flu Awareness seminar conducted by Nuffnang Phils. and get free flu vaccines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Verdana; 	panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:536871559 0 0 0 415 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:EN-GB; 	mso-fareast-language:EN-GB;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The Seminar thought us many different things on how to avoid the virus. But to better prevent it is to get annual flu shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The afternoon started with a fun game and later on proceed to the very interesting talk led by Sanofi's Medical Director, Dr. Ruby Mendoza. The talk was short and very straight tothe point. 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width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/Sb4szpeX_KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JFZbR-VWR7E/s200/DSC_0737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313733876161969314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &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/3479765150447234384-3619348603382588793?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3619348603382588793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=3619348603382588793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/3619348603382588793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/3619348603382588793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2009/03/health-is-everything.html' title='Health is everything'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/Sb4raHWDt8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/11wFs8jJIQ4/s72-c/DSC_0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-1280709111092164197</id><published>2009-02-24T23:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T03:36:08.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is about to explode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Still having coughs. For heaven's sake, it's been how many days! I need to go to Metrowalk to buy a lot of DVD's again, I'll buy movies not TV series this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's just now that I get to watch American Idol continuously, maybe because before I'm hell of busy with my job and all that. I have few bets (for now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTtLA9IZ-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ILbzicDNMsI/s1600-h/44850212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTtLA9IZ-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ILbzicDNMsI/s200/44850212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306627034440034274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anoop Desai, he has this RnB soul way of singing which makes me like him, especially when he sang Angel Of Mine, hate it when he got eliminated, damnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTtaS_UflI/AAAAAAAAAHU/14nxnETwKos/s1600-h/lilrounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTtaS_UflI/AAAAAAAAAHU/14nxnETwKos/s200/lilrounds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306627296979091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lil Rounds, her performances weren’t as impressive as her audition but I think she’s a lock for the Top 12, besides she's clearly a judge favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTt0oij55I/AAAAAAAAAHc/TGq4FSxlxSo/s1600-h/adam_lambert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTt0oij55I/AAAAAAAAAHc/TGq4FSxlxSo/s200/adam_lambert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306627749440645010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Adam Lambert, I do not like the way he sings, probably because he's in a theater, which I think the people there have exaggerated way of singing. Also the way he dress, kind of weird for me. I like him just because he's the only good looking guy there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate waiting. I'm really not good at it especially when I really like something. Being a self confessed American TV series fanatic is somewhat irritating since you have to wait for how many months for the next season to start. I then find myself browsing and reading some official threads just to cope up or be updated about any current news for the next season.. Well I just cant wait for Clark-Lois love to bloom much more. I've heard Smallville's not rating that well unlike before. Is it because Lana Lang is out for the whole season and she'll just appear for couple of episodes as a guest? I'm not really a fan of hers. I mean Kristine Kreuk is pretty and all that (not another waiting part for her Legend of Chun-Li movie) but Lana Lang for me is a bitch. Try to watch Smallville from season 1 to season 8 and see how many guys she's been involved with (lip locking and so on..).  Or should I say I'm just a loyal Clark Kent slash Lois Lane fan ever since? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaT0BxKv0QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/COLVPgUY26o/s1600-h/smallville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaT0BxKv0QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/COLVPgUY26o/s200/smallville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306634572164747522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, don't you just love em together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLuHVf58VoM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLuHVf58VoM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just cant wait for March.. Future episodes of Smallville driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479765150447234384-1280709111092164197?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1280709111092164197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=1280709111092164197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/1280709111092164197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/1280709111092164197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-having-coughs.html' title='My head is about to explode'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SaTtLA9IZ-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ILbzicDNMsI/s72-c/44850212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-2763638072326212815</id><published>2009-02-22T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:05:38.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I’m still having this cough for more than (I guess) 2 weeks now and it’s really driving me crazy. I mean come on, I’ve tried and switched from medicines to medicines but still.. Argh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A lot of people from Facebook have been doing these 25 random things about themselves which kind of caught my attention since I find it interesting reading 25 facts about certain people. So then I decided to make one and post it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(This will be in random order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;“25 Random Stuff-Facts-Things about Kai”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; I adore nature a lot. Believe me I could spend the entire day just by looking at a nice spot or view. But of course I should have foods and my iPod to accompany me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; I want to travel around the world. I would love to visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; (to name some few [Anyways, my top places to visit is soon to be posted]).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; To condition and relax myself I need to spend half of my day shopping or in a Salon to pamper myself. If I can not do so, I’ll request for an in-home service to have my nails done or call EnSpa for a body massage instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;I have this HUGE collection of Barbie Dolls when I was a kid. (From Barbie to talking Barbie, Ken, Stacey, Up and down House with complete appliances, swimming pool to a top-down pink car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;I still enjoy watching cartoons especially if it’s a Disney made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Gerald Anderson – I loathe him. How I wish Kim Chiu will be partnered with a different guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Its hard for me to breath with my nose when I’m lying down. That’s why partly my mouth is kind of open whenever I’m sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; I do not have any account from all those other networking websites like: Facebook, Multiply, Hi5, Twitter etc etc etc.. I only have Friendster and MySpace (I’m much more in Friendster than MySpace by the way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Yes I am head over heels crushing on Brandon Routh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; Volleyball is not my favorite sport; I’m just good at it that’s why I play and luckily I have 5 medals and 2 trophies coz of playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt; My cell phone never gets to the point that he’ll have no balance at all, if I do not reply it only means I do not feel like texting you or it’s simply because it’s useless to reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt; I love buying jackets, coats and anything of that sort. Reason why I want to migrate is because I can’t simply wear them coz of course it’s hella hot here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt; 3 sports I want to try: Motocross, Sky diving and fencing. I would love to try anything extreme and out of the ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt; I do eat a lot but the thing is it doesn’t show, the only thing that gets fat when I eat like a pig would be my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt; I really do hate it when Sho’s playing his K-pop, J-pop &amp;amp; C-pop playlist out loud over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt; I eat Liver Spread with Skyflakes. I do not do the “saw-saw” (Tinapay saw-saw sa kape etc) Filipino thing. I eat chips with Japanese Mayo. When eating Hansel, Cream-O or any Filipino Cookies I only eat the filing and throw away the cookie itself. I always put sugar whenever I eat toast with butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt; I’ve been watching the movie Love Actually for 5 years now. I watch it not only every December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt; Way back in High school I was crowned Star of the Night for 2 consecutive years and was told I was the only one who’ve done that in the history of the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;I’m a girl who loves brown but wears white and pink all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt; I think a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; would be a cool pet just like what Albus Dumbledore have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt; Drinking soda is really addictive.. That’s why I have Hyper Acidity lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt; I hate Angel Locsin’s way of talking (So damn freaking irritating).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt; I watch tons of TV series. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Dawson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;’s Creek, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Roswell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, Gossip, Kyle XY, 90210, Smallville.. My friends say I can have my own DVD rentals just because I have em all with complete seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt; My name is supposed to be Aubrey S. Mendiola until my Dad changed everything to Ma. Dawn Rassi S. Mendiola without telling my Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt; Lastly, I do enjoy walking around the house unclothed only if I’m left all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So there, the list is too short for me though, I still have a lot of things here to share about me but since originally it’s just 25 items so guess I’ll leave it as is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I just cant feel the urge of going back to work, probably because I’ve been so damn busy last year with my job and all that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;it’s just now that I’m resting and enjoying my life this much. Besides I still want to go visit a lot places for a little escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;: Currently enjoying old mushy music with the influence of my Plurkmate White Ranger lol :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479765150447234384-2763638072326212815?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2763638072326212815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=2763638072326212815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/2763638072326212815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/2763638072326212815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2009/02/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-3617874297076615028</id><published>2009-01-18T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:06:40.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caliente..</title><content type='html'>It's really weird how Sho tends to figure out if I like this certain guy or not just by looking at him without even asking me. Aryt.. He's my brother, he knows me that well.. Blah blah.. Whatever. Got your point. I was actually gonna put on my list of hot guys last year here but I think I was so damn lazy to do so.. Come up with the idea of making a new one since it's a new year again. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Kyan Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNf21w8X4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/x7dyMakl6VE/s1600-h/kyan_douglas_99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNf21w8X4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/x7dyMakl6VE/s200/kyan_douglas_99.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292679382840401794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gay guys in the show Queer Eye. I know, I know.. He's gay. So what? He's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Chris Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNgTBjnnQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/97wMItIdg6g/s1600-h/Chris+Evans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNgTBjnnQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/97wMItIdg6g/s200/Chris+Evans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292679867042077954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Torch. Yummy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Enchong Dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNgmaYNxVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9NEk6pmPbqo/s1600-h/2706585500_c69d6a729b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNgmaYNxVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9NEk6pmPbqo/s200/2706585500_c69d6a729b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292680200122647890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really attracted to him but ever since I saw this picture of him during the Bench Blackout fashion show, I was like: "Heck.. I'd soo love to touch that body.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Phantom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNhBFAXsoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/fEKss8xTfkk/s1600-h/the.phantom.of.the.opera.photos.movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNhBFAXsoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/fEKss8xTfkk/s200/the.phantom.of.the.opera.photos.movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292680658241958530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played by Gerard Butler in the 2004 The Phantom Of The Opera movie. I don't care about the scar, I'd be down on my knees if he'd serenade me with "All I Ask Of You". Screw Cristine Daae for choosing Raoul over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Zanjoe Marudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNh1ZcanKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G1WX8yKsQZ0/s1600-h/zanjoe+marudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNh1ZcanKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/G1WX8yKsQZ0/s200/zanjoe+marudo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292681557081496738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only moreno guy who caught my attention. Perfect body. I always day dream of myself hugged by those long arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. George Clooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNiQi-kwKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jNlOt1SlLYg/s1600-h/george-clooney02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNiQi-kwKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/jNlOt1SlLYg/s200/george-clooney02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292682023497154722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's old but with lots of sex appeal. Hotness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Matt Dallas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNihdiXw9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/BB-07sulqXM/s1600-h/matt_dallas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNihdiXw9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/BB-07sulqXM/s200/matt_dallas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292682314094461906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Kyle XY. I would love to sleep in the tub with you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Kim Hyun Yoong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNi32MKkMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ccCuPKAInCQ/s1600-h/hyun-joong-leg-injury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNi32MKkMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ccCuPKAInCQ/s200/hyun-joong-leg-injury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292682698669330626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hua Zi Lei of the Korean version of Meteor Garden called Boys Over Flower. So damn cute whenever he smiles, not to mention his perfect hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Dennis Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNjIFQDhUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PtvJJOxFPlw/s1600-h/30215302_den19011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNjIFQDhUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PtvJJOxFPlw/s200/30215302_den19011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292682977590084930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brandon Routh look-alike. A Korean actor. First saw him in Arirang, then I was captivated until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.. The 1st on the list. Drum rolls please! Like it's a shocker huh? Lol I mean come on, I always brag about me having this major uber crush on this guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Brandon Routh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNjxljPp0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/GY2up15Xe7I/s1600-h/brandon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNjxljPp0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/GY2up15Xe7I/s200/brandon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292683690635142978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's Superman. My man of steel. Do I still need to explain why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there they are.. I know I also mentioned about the top places I want to visit.. Still working on it.. I have lots so I'm thinking of making it top 20, which I know would be boring if I'd post 'em all here, or just choose on the best among 'em and go down with 10 instead.. I'll try to post 'em next week if I have much more time lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479765150447234384-3617874297076615028?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3617874297076615028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=3617874297076615028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/3617874297076615028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/3617874297076615028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-10-hot-guys.html' title='Caliente..'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SXNf21w8X4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/x7dyMakl6VE/s72-c/kyan_douglas_99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-8091436178945871458</id><published>2009-01-03T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:58:42.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year end survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Work till my body can’t stand it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Every year I'm thinking about having one but I never come up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Not that I know of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** No one, luckily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What countries did you visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Just towns, not countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** More money-less work, travel, meet new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** I'd go for Xmas &amp;amp; New Year, those two has always been the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;special event every year for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Doing great and being recognized at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your biggest failure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** I think it's not counted as a failure but whenever they (some boss's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;from my work) ask what position do I like to be put at, I simply don’t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;answer but deep inside I'm shouting: "Product Trainer!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Asthma, Cardiac Arrhythmia, Hyper Acidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Swallow, my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** My team bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Some certain people who promised to stay with me through thick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and thin but since promises are made to be broken.. You know how it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where did most of your money go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Shopping, groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Going to Puerto Gallera with the Bitches, when I was filing my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;resignation form &amp;amp; when they announced that I won the 2008 Ms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Valentines for OJV site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What song(s) will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Falling Out - Keyshia Cole (been my fave during the first few months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moonstar 88 - Migraine (coz of Sho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I Need Love - Laura (been searching or this song for 2 years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Closer - Travis (watching Kyle XY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i. happier or sadder? -- Happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ii. thinner or fatter? – Fatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iii. richer or poorer? – Richer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What do you wish you'd done more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Exercise, taking (extra) care of my health &amp;amp; spending much more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;time with my friends since I neglected them coz I've been busy at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Pushing myself hard coz of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;How many one-night stands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Gossip Girl &amp;amp; Kyle XY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** No, giving attention for those worthless people would be a waste of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;time so I won’t hate anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was the best book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Have read a lot of books last year. The best would be For One More &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day by Mitch Albom, where I found this qq: "All that happens when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;your dream comes true is a slow, melting realization that it wasn’t what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you thought."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** I Need Love - Laura Pausini,I heard this song on Jam 88.3, 2 or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe 3 years ago but I wasn’t able to get the song title and artist so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don’t have the MP3, I then heard the song again while doing some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;shopping at Market Market, wrote down the lyrics, searched for it and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now Sho's getting sick of me playing it over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What did you want and get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** A Picanto Car and a white bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Bolt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Went out with the family and filed my sick leave just to rest a lot. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;satisfying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Spending much more time with the family, family friends &amp;amp; my close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Jackets - white / pink / brown outfit colors - Beach attires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What kept you sane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Ice Cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** (Still) Brandon Routh, Deniss Oh &amp;amp; Matt Dallas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** I really don’t have any interest about Politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who did you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** The Bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** The whole team bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** "Love yourself first." / "Everyone knows how much I love the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but now I realize that the rainbow after it is way much better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was the nicest thing someone told you about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** That I'm so sweet and nice. That they can surely count on me (which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;made me smile lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;The most touching experience you've had this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** When I was soo damn fcukin down, miserable &amp;amp; lost because of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;certain someone, my family, some of my true friends (Insan Polar Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wyrlo, Gera, Yakz, Aldin) and my team bitches were all there giving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;their support, care, love &amp;amp; most of all they made me realize that just by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;having them I don’t need to feel wretched about people who stepped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;out of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What did you like most about yourself this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Having this brownish red hair color and realizing that I'm much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tougher than I thought I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What did you hate most about yourself this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Blinded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** "I'd cross the dessert to be where you are, a million miles wouldn’t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seem that far, I'd go anywhere just to win your heart." - Laura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pausini's I Need Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was 2008 a good year for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** It was like a Ferris wheel, which made me a stronger person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your favorite moment of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your least favorite moment of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where were you when 2008 began?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** At work, bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who were you with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where will you be when 2008 ends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Family friends' house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who will you be with when 2008 ends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Same people plus some family friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you have a new year’s resolution for 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** I don’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your favorite month of 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did you lose anybody close to you in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did you miss anybody in the past year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your favorite record from 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** The song listed above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;How many concerts did you see in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Just one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do a lot of drugs in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;You do anything you are ashamed of this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** No, things happen for a damn reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;How much money did you spend in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Huge amt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your proudest moment of 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Being recognized at work, bringing home some awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What was your most embarrassing moment of 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** When I was being crowned as the OJV site's 2008 Ms. Valentines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the president of Sitel, the BIG bosses, some American clients were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there staring.. My God.. I want to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you could go back in time to any moment of 2008 and change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;something, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Probably I'll go back to the day that I accepted a certain someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;again. I'll take it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What are your plans for 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;How are you different now that the year has ended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Stronger, much mature, wiser, happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;What are your wishes for the New Year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;** Hoping that everything will go positive.&lt;/span&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/3479765150447234384-8091436178945871458?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8091436178945871458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=8091436178945871458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/8091436178945871458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/8091436178945871458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-end-survey.html' title='A year end survey'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-6672899351037954026</id><published>2008-12-30T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:50:14.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5, 4, 3, 2, 1..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So it's not Xmas anymore. I was thinking of posting stuff here when it's already 2009 but I just can’t help it whenever I glance through through my blog and it's not updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas turn out to be fine. I was hoping to celebrate it here by myself typing anything that pops through my head but Mindy insist to have a drink at her place so then I found my ass there drinking a lot while texting my BFF. The day ended, it was wonderful. Aside from the fact that Erick drop by just to have a lil’ chit-chats and chill. I Listen to Wave 89.1 songs which then again played most of my fave mushy songs, and what makes it much more special? It rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on signing up for this voluntary work for Camillian kids here in our village. Not trying to be uber nice and everything, I just want to help out since I have nothing much to do.. So why not volunteer and find some ways to put smiles on those kids' faces? It's Holiday season anyway so.. Give love on Xmas day (at least that’s way much good to share than money) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpeax1GeZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9iKLz2z-ros/s1600-h/yogurt-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpeax1GeZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9iKLz2z-ros/s200/yogurt-full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640926818367890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading this health magazine that Sho bought, there's this article about how people love Yogurt. I mean come on, it's not like I loathe 'em it's just that I don’t like 'em that much coz I think it's not sweet and stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I love sweet foods and anything that's sweet, but not this one, they look so damn nice but when I try to eat 'em? (come on, it's not even sweet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my love life.. Well I don’t have any love team (I mean official love team) as of the moment. There are these few guys whose pursuing or wooing me, still thinking who the best among them. Choosy? Lol well I have to be careful anyway, I cant just you know pop an answer that quick if I'm not even sure if this next guy would really stick with me and everything. 3 guys.. I'm somehow confused about their motives. 1st guy? A guy who lives around here in our village, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gwapo kung gwapo&lt;/span&gt;, neat, knows how to dress himself, clean nails especially the toe nails (which is really a plus!!! You know what I mean gurLs), smells VERY nice the whole time but, I don’t know, It's like I just enjoy the fact that we look good together whenever we go out coz of I guess our looks, how proper we are and all that, there's a spark, but no fireworks (damn cheesy but true) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di ko lang alam sa mga dadating na araw&lt;/span&gt;. 2nd guy.. A friend, I mean a long time friend. We have this special "something" before which didn’t turn out well coz I don’t know; probably we're still kids during that time. Now I enjoy communicating with him, he's uber caring, sweet, AND he knows me, knows who I really am coz we've been together since we're like 6 years old or something. The thing is, I don’t go for "friends turned lovers" relationship. But I just can’t help it. I wake up every morning expecting his SMS message and whenever I saw his name on that new message sign, I find myself smiling coz I think because it just makes me feel special that someone is asking or wants to know how I’m doing every hour, everyday, what I’m doing, if I already ate my breakfast, lunch and dinner, if I’m home alone again and stuff.. Damn I hate this. 3rd guy's turn.. Well, I've known this guy for probably a year and few months or so.. He's been into me since the first few days we get to be together in this same training room for this last job that I'm into. And I can say until now he's been smitten (at least that's what he's saying), I don’t like him-like him coz I think he's too, way too young for the kind of guy that I like. He has lots of things to learn in terms of being a gentleman whenever he’s with a girl that he likes, being uber caring, sweet etc. We go out lot just if whenever he's free. I enjoy going out with him this time un like before, I think he's TRYING everything to change so that I could at least enjoy being with him.. But.. He's too busy coz of his work and friends AND family that I think he can’t even give me the time that I need if ever he's my guy. I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngayon pa nga lang hindi kami&lt;/span&gt; he's much more pre-occupied with his friends and family, what more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa kaya&lt;/span&gt; if ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pumayag akong maging kami? Kamusta, para akong may boyfriend na hangin lang&lt;/span&gt; lol. That's why I can say as of this very moment, 1st &amp;amp; 2nd guy are getting much of my attention than this 3rd guy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayang lang binigay kong&lt;/span&gt; 2nd chance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uli sa kanya&lt;/span&gt;, he's screwing it all up again, as days passes by. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasi &lt;/span&gt;if you really want to get my attention and if you want to make me realize how much I mean to you, you have to work hard on it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi lang&lt;/span&gt; simple text everyday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dalaw paminsan-minsan&lt;/span&gt;. I want my guy to show the world how much I mean to him, like even if he's getting cheesy, even if people would laugh at him, like every minute counts and is special whenever I'm with him, just to make me smile and show that he loves me in a simple  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;korny&lt;/span&gt; way would really mean a lot. The 1st guy is like that, I can’t wait everyday how he'll surprise me, I mean he's just getting started anyway. The 2nd guy, we don’t get to see each other everyday, but we're always sending SMS 24/7, makes us know everything about each other, which is of course a plus. He drops by sometimes if he's free and if he doesn’t have any class, sometimes we hang out going to the nearby mall and stuff. And the 3rd guy, well we have a lot in common since I guess we're both Librans but, again he's too busy, he used to text me everyday but then again just like before when I was giving him his first chance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magpaparamdam ng sobra ngayon, bukas wala na&lt;/span&gt;, after a week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babalik, after nun wala na (wala lang, masabi lang na nagparamdam siya lol hay ewan) labo no? Parang hindi mo alam kung gusto ka ba talagang i-&lt;/span&gt;pursue or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt;. I can’t figure it out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaya yung&lt;/span&gt; another chance as of now n&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; na binibigay ko sa kanya, mas nabibigay ko nalang sa iba naakikita kong mas&lt;/span&gt; focus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at desidido ako na makasama&lt;/span&gt;. So I guess I'm now down with 2 guys? Cancel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na ba yung &lt;/span&gt;3rd guy? Lol. Oh well, I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpbjZMyy6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WmZHA3iXiNc/s1600-h/Photo1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpbjZMyy6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WmZHA3iXiNc/s200/Photo1232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285637776290794402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Been hanging around with some bunch of kids these past few days or so..  And since I like kids I enjoy a lot, find myself playing the taya game and running all over the place chasing these kids lol young at heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after tomorrow would be fireworks day.. Damn how I love the fireworks. I'll be at Mindy's place again to watch our neighbors do some fireworks competition here in our village and probably be drinking again lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come 2009, I expect myself typing or writing much more. I think I'll be having lots of thoughts in stored lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5, 4, 3, 2, 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpdGKO7dXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7Rf_Z15s81E/s1600-h/happy-new-year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpdGKO7dXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7Rf_Z15s81E/s200/happy-new-year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285639473080268146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &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/3479765150447234384-6672899351037954026?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6672899351037954026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=6672899351037954026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/6672899351037954026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/6672899351037954026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-4-3-2-1.html' title='5, 4, 3, 2, 1..'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SVpeax1GeZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9iKLz2z-ros/s72-c/yogurt-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-8383804159408599575</id><published>2008-12-02T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T04:46:28.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 days to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's been a while. Well, I've been going out a lot to enjoy my break&lt;br /&gt;and make it up with my friends whom I neglected (I'm really sorry lol) when I was so damn busy burning myself to earn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to MOA to stroll around and watch the ever famous Twilight flick. I'm not really a fan actually, even if one the book title has my name on it which makes my popularity level up a little lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, 29 days to go before 2009 knocks on my door. Still thinking of what will be my new year's resolution though or should I say, do I still need to think about that today at this year and lifestyle that we have? And I think I should pay much more attention on how will I ever buy my folks their gifts this Xmas? All I know is that we'll be spending it at Baguio, I mean they have ukay-ukay so probably I can just buy stuff there.. Em I that cheap? Or em I just running out of cash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/STUsJeodprI/AAAAAAAAADM/3CXAch5w9F0/s1600-h/Photo1156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/STUsJeodprI/AAAAAAAAADM/3CXAch5w9F0/s200/Photo1156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275171079887627954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I've said I love to go out. I noticed myself looking for Xmas trees in every place that I go, also expecting to hear a lot of Xmas songs. Guess the Xmas spirit is running through my blood now huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I ever get to be addicted to street foods. I mean I know its dirty and all that but, there's just something about it that when I get to have couple of bites, I can’t stop myself for getting more. Ever since we started to live here in Antipolo, my so-called-addictive-street food-thing stopped, first is because my Mom gets mad at me whenever I eat em, second is they don’t sell all those different kinds of dirty foods here around the village, and third? All they have was a freaking Fishballs, Kikiam and Squidballs. WTH. I can say I've been drinking a lot of Starbucks' drinks these past few days just because of the Planner, I mean no offense Starbucks is great but I'm much more of a Seattles' person. So then when I chill around SM Marikina to drink some Caramel Frapp, Erick and I decided to walk from that place to Sta.Lucia Mall. Luckily that day I get to eat all of my favorite street foods, FYI with a Starbucks drink lol. Can life get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/STUsXpgvXnI/AAAAAAAAADU/92z1Y0VTWRY/s1600-h/Photo1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/STUsXpgvXnI/AAAAAAAAADU/92z1Y0VTWRY/s200/Photo1146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275171323326193266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3479765150447234384-8383804159408599575?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8383804159408599575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=8383804159408599575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/8383804159408599575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/8383804159408599575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/12/23-days-to-go.html' title='23 days to go'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/STUsJeodprI/AAAAAAAAADM/3CXAch5w9F0/s72-c/Photo1156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-5768596536728022081</id><published>2008-11-19T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:07:28.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then I saw it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rainbow - An arc of spectral colors, usually identified as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, that appears in the sky opposite the sun as a result of the refractive dispersion of sunlight in drops of rain or mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to see a rainbow since January 26 uptil now. I went to OJV site early this morning at around 6:30. It was raining so I feel so damn good since I've always been in love with the rain, then when I was about to look for a cab, there it is, a rainbow.. (I thought I was just pretending to see one) And then I found myself smiling. It took me probably 3 minutes before riding in a cab just because I'm staring at it the whole time while having this smile on my face; I can almost picture the people around looking at me with a weird reaction on their faces lol but I don’t mind. While listening to my music that soothes my mood at that certain moment I was still staring at that rainbow inside the cab lol. Can you blame me? It's been more than a year since the last time I saw a rainbow not to mention now that I get to appreciate it. I did not bring my Cellphone coz probably I’m just too lazy to carry it lol so stupid me, I don’t have a picture of it. Who cares about the picture though? I can still see it whenever I close my eyes anyway.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's been checking my sweet escape pictures from my Friendster (don’t have Multiply account that’s why lol), and apparently all of 'em wanted to visit Cebu &amp;amp; Bohol too coz of it. Told you the place was good, especially Bohol. And so my another beach escape to Zambales has been moved to 1st week of December coz of the schedule. Also what we're planning was to spend our Xmas in Baguio. Lol got lots of place to visit huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Market market with Erick yesterday. Bought a new jacket again, God I just cant help but to buy all those jackets.. Actually I want to shop much more but I'm running out of cash since we're watching a movie later that afternoon. But I think I'll be back there one of these days to shop, they have lots of good clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's been addicted to Twilight. It's fine though but I'm into it that much even if I find Robert Pattinson so damn hot. The way stares just makes me feel like I'm melting lol. Speaking of movie's, I cant wait to watch Harry &amp;amp; Brandon Routh's Superman.. Geez. Right now, I’m still fixing the list of places that I want to visit. Be posting ‘em sooner or later. Now I’ll play some some PSP games, God I’m bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everyone knows how much I love the rain, but now I realize that the rainbow after it is way, way much better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479765150447234384-5768596536728022081?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5768596536728022081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=5768596536728022081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/5768596536728022081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/5768596536728022081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-then-i-saw-it.html' title='And then I saw it'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-1072639983282696390</id><published>2008-11-12T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:08:30.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never missed Manila this much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm back doing my sweet escape. The trip was so fcukin good. Visited a lot (as in A LOT) of places, I'm exhausted every night at the hotel after the tours. Best places I can say for me was first at Cebu, I think would be the Shangri-La Mactan Hotel which we stayed for 3 days. Its one hell of a hotel, swear! I didn’t get to have a picture of each and every corner, places of it but I'm telling you, it's a place where you want to stay FOR GOOD. Another one in Cebu would be the Plantation Bay, well Shangri-La is way much better but the buko juice and the Dawn's creek here was awesome! Santo Nino Church was quite all right, it’s almost like Quiapo, crowded people, Manong selling balloons, kids running everywhere (kulang nalang mga manghuhula at mga herbal vendors sa tabi lol). Cebu is almost like Manila, the malls, shops, people (them speaking English that well, they're good), spend the whole afternoon drinking espresso at Bo's coffee in Cebu's Glorietta Mall feels like I'm actually in Manila. Cebu is somehow not that interesting for me though, not to mention me seeing Kim Chui with Gerald Anderson at the Airport lol *eyes roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here's what I've been waiting for, Bohol. I never thought Bohol would be such a wonderful place. No words can explain though, just try to visit it and see for yourself. Best places? Loboc River resto &amp;amp; cruise, Loboc church &amp;amp; Panglao beach. I don't appreciate Tarsiers before but when I saw them, I want to take them home, really. Like what Erick said, they're the Philippine version of Stitch lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, I really enjoyed everything. Trip, people, places, cultures, fresh air, peaceful, how the bisaya people smile to each and every tourist even if they don't know them, so lovely.. Check my Friendster account to see the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll be doing a lot of things. Watch Madagascar tomorrow with Erick at Gateway. Do some ice skating with Aldin (my super babes), over night at Gera's place to watch 1 litre of tears, partying with college friends at Malate and so on.. Can’t wait for Harry Potter though lol. And yeah, I'll be going to Zambales beach this December! Beach beach beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm starting for fall for someone.. And with that I'm nervous lol I'm still enjoying being single BUT.. Shoot, stop thinking about it. But I wanna see him again.. I wanna smell his skin, his perfume, ang makinis at napaka puting katawan.. He's such a gentleman.. Always smiling.. I WANT TO SEE HIM AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas is almost near! Waaah! I'm excited now!&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/3479765150447234384-1072639983282696390?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1072639983282696390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=1072639983282696390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/1072639983282696390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/1072639983282696390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/11/never-missed-manila-this-much.html' title='Never missed Manila this much'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-8210287859980238684</id><published>2008-11-01T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:09:59.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferris wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m back making After Dawn as cool as it can be and I'm starting to have back pain again seating for more than 4 hours thinking of stuff to put or type on here.. I'll soon post my new list of places to visit, hopefully I can check each places next year (wishful thinking lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speaking of places, I'll be going to Cebu &amp;amp; Bohol this Nov. 7th to 11th just to relax and condition myself. Cant wait to step my feet on those white sand, walking in the seashore while the sun sets with my camera, iPod and if lucky enough a cup of coffee, if I cant have one since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;bawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, then I'll have mango shake instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mom promised to buy me a car, hopefully by 2009 I'll be having one already. I wanted to have Mr. Bean’s car ever since, but I like it to be pink, white and black with the huge padlock (like Mr. Bean’s) in the door but since Mom hates that car *eyes roll* she wants to buy me the Honda Jazz one, but I think I'd rather have Kia Picanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQwhDxEogFI/AAAAAAAAACI/qvppoKxnKnw/s1600-h/KIA+Picanto+2004+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQwhDxEogFI/AAAAAAAAACI/qvppoKxnKnw/s200/KIA+Picanto+2004+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263618413085360210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm still thinking whether to have a pink or white car but this orange one looks cute. I seldom see orange cars on the road that’s why. But it all depends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQwhdPolqWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vASPq6awSGo/s1600-h/asus+laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQwhdPolqWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vASPq6awSGo/s200/asus+laptop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263618850785962338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also before this year ends, I'm planning to buy myself as a gift for Xmas a small white Asus laptop. Cancel the Eos SLR camera in my list “for now”, laptop is way much better. I have my Samsung phone anyway with 3 megapixels on it, that'll be enough. Not to mention the Sony digicam so why would I still need to buy that SLR camera anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been visiting a lot of places these past few days and I enjoy it a lot, makes me think why I didn’t took tourism before? (Lol nah seriously now). I went to this restobar at Moa called Hooters which has boobsie fited almost underwear wearing clothe girls as their waitress’. The place is cool, really cool. I think if I live or probably work near that place I'd be spending most of my time hanging out there rather than Starbucks or Seattle’s. And then there's Wensha Spa, also near Moa. It's a Chinese Spa where you get to be totally naked if you want to relax while watching movies in a huge projector in the Jacuzzi or sauna. I was really tense at first since it’s the first time I get to be totally naked in front of a lot of ladies (Chinese ladies). Those Chinese girls walk around naked in the Jacuzzi place as if they're walking in their own bedrooms with no one around. But then I get used to it. The next part is much better, you get to have unlimited foods at the pantry, plus a LOT of Chinese and Korean guys walking everywhere (not to mention them naked, only wearing a kimono, well we're all naked there anyway lol). I visited Tagaytay, just a road trip, nothing special, also ate their famous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bulalo&lt;/span&gt; again. I wanted to spend a day at Enchanted Kingdom, to ride the ferris wheel and to watch the fireworks (woah there, am I going back to the fireworks? Lol you\re wrong), still thinking about that though. Been to Dapitan, Dangwa and stroll around Balete Drive yesterday while sharing ghost stories, it’s really creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Xmas is almost near, never thought I would have this unusual feeling this coming Holliday season. I used to love Holidays, don’t get me wrong. It's much important and special to me than my birthday, but now it seems so different. Like I want to freeze this day just to prevent Xmas and New Year from coming. Plus I think (for the record) I wont be watching Love Actually like what I'm used of doing EVERY Holliday season for the past 3 years or so.. God it feels different! And I think I'm stuck, don’t know what I'll be doing if December will be near.. Should I be spending it with my family like the usual thing that we do every Xmas? Should I be spending it with my friends going out and party somewhere? Should I go out of town? Or should I just simply stay in our house, watch DVD, zip my coffee by myself then later on fell asleep? I don’t feel the spirit of it.. It does not excite me like before.. And it makes me worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm still not going to work later.. And damn! I want to pass this immediate resignation letter as soon as possible! Everyone wants me back but I don't feel like being in that company anymore, especially these past few days. Don't ask why, I just feel lke it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Why do I waste sooo much time, energy and concern on what wasn’t going to last? Can anyone pls try to explain? &lt;/span&gt;&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/3479765150447234384-8210287859980238684?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8210287859980238684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=8210287859980238684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/8210287859980238684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/8210287859980238684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/11/ferris-wheel.html' title='Ferris wheel'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQwhDxEogFI/AAAAAAAAACI/qvppoKxnKnw/s72-c/KIA+Picanto+2004+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-2302090393855958048</id><published>2008-10-28T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:18:05.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In repair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And so I decided to delete all the post's here just to start another chapter of my life. I've been through hell actually, but sometimes you really have  to experience all those hardships just to feel that you're alive. Also there are things better left unsaid and explained, let time heals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Even a fish would stay out of trouble if they keep their mouth shut."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, I agree. Come to think of it, words said are far more worse than actions done. But then I'm confused though.. Would it be much better to say &amp;amp; express what you feel even if you know it would hurt someone (at least you try to be real) OR just simply zip your mouth, try not to hurt anyone with your words &amp;amp; emotions (hence you're being plastic). I know there should be limitations for everything, how else should you control yourself if you're already there in that situation and your emotion is ruling over you? I'm not perfect, no one is.  Also I'm a heart over mind person, if I'm angry, I show it. If I don't like you, you'll feel it. Reason why I'm still here, still expecting tomorrow to come is because I still have lot of things to learn, that's why learning is continues process. Even an old man with the age of 60, who we can even say already experienced almost everything in life, is still not that matured enough to understand everything for him not to commit any mistakes, that's why we're called human. we're NOT perfect. It's just somehow unfair. You don’t know where to stand, you don’t know  what to choose, what to say, what to do, confused about everything  even if you're trying so hard to be calm and cool but still you end up doing the wrong things, then some people in your life wont even dare to  understand you about it. You try to please them, try to make things ok because you thought it was, because all the while they're laughing about your actions and before you know it *boom* you're out of the game, curtains down, show is over. Well, that sucks. Now i wish I have the power to see what will happen in the future, so could prevent any sh*t from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know God can explain it better than anybody else so I to talk to him,  and lucky me he's responding everyday, every morning. I know one of these days it'll be clear to me. By then all I have to do is to relax myself and enjoy life. My life wont stop anyway just because of these trials and the only person that could help me is myself, so why not start now? Everything seems to be not right these past few days so why make it much unclear? Instead of starting a new life, a new me, I'm stuck because of the pain. Then I  realize, if I continue being like this, would it stop the pain and end  everything? Would it heal &amp;amp; make everything right? Why make it hard for  myself if I could actually move &amp;amp; stand up? Well, I should better be used to it. Everyone who's going to come in my life will hurt me whether they like it or not. If I'm not gonna face this now, when will I be ready? Life is going to knock me down sometimes and that's fine, but what’s not ok is when you let life keep me down. So then, while I decided to type my thoughts here, to start up again with a new beginning. I'll throw all the bad things that happened in the past, it's not gonna be good for me to dwell on it forever, how else will I grow? I'll change. And now for good. I've learned, A LOT, in a hard way but the thing is, it's much better  to experience all this sh*t than not to be able to experience anything at  all. I trust God with everything, and I'm not blaming him. I know for a fact  that he has his reasons and I'll let him do whatever plans he has for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hings we see and have now are here today, and gone tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So as for me, I think the lesson is: Do not attach yourself too much about things that you have now, do not EVER love them more than yourself and more than your life, coz when they're gone (in a snap).. You'd wish you'd never been born at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be fine Kai, I know you will. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479765150447234384-2302090393855958048?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2302090393855958048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=2302090393855958048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/2302090393855958048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/2302090393855958048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-repair_28.html' title='In repair'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479765150447234384.post-4502876751426648145</id><published>2008-07-25T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:11:17.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to be aryt.</title><content type='html'>I'll be back soon typing again.. I know I'll be just fine.. You can do it kAi! Sorry I have to delete all my posts here.. Need to start another one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479765150447234384-4502876751426648145?l=nwadawnikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4502876751426648145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479765150447234384&amp;postID=4502876751426648145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/4502876751426648145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479765150447234384/posts/default/4502876751426648145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nwadawnikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/trying-to-be-aryt.html' title='Trying to be aryt.'/><author><name>nwadawnikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428146763571166236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzMvx2MT_0E/SQfktvYSK7I/AAAAAAAAABo/QMc0iXxnnxQ/S220/Photo0967.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
