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term='men'/><category term='unfolding'/><category term='*888'/><category term='al pacino'/><category term='multiply'/><category term='alicia'/><category term='panagbenga 2008'/><title type='text'>damn pretty rachel's journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' 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mirror of some of the blog entries/journal are found in LiveJournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pretty-rachel.livejournal.com/"&gt;Rachel's LiveJournal BLOG site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5935927781287684971?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5935927781287684971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5935927781287684971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5935927781287684971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.push.com.ph/features/3918/vice-ganda-reveals-that-he-had-sexual-encounters-with-many-male-celebrities/#.Tocm7s8u3TE.blogger"&gt;Vice Ganda reveals that he had sexual encounters with many male celebrities - Push.com.ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6165536597602630147?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.push.com.ph/features/3918/vice-ganda-reveals-that-he-had-sexual-encounters-with-many-male-celebrities/#.Tocm7s8u3TE.blogger' title='Vice Ganda reveals that he had sexual encounters with many male celebrities - Push.com.ph'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6165536597602630147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2236878533567458762</id><published>2011-07-04T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:42:19.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maulan na umaga</title><content type='html'>  &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-family: comic sans ms;font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"&gt;Ngiti by Ronnie Liang - playing over the kapitbahay :] brings back memories, again... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-family: comic sans ms;font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"&gt;umuulan na naman??? ay ang sarap talagang matulog... bad trip... may homework pa naman si &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/damn.pretty.rachel" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=100001439881602"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt;... tsk... tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2236878533567458762?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2236878533567458762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5923498510650843498</id><published>2011-07-03T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:58:39.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 2 2011</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;On this same day last year, July 2 2010, God has blessed my life with an unexpected person. Indeed he came to me as a surprise. It was such a fairy tale experience that came true. I suppose on this day thru God's infinite mercy was telling me, "My child in this lifetime I also wanted you to feel happy, to feel how it is like, to feel how it is to be loved and cared of by someone, something that is genuine, from the bottom of his heart, something grand, to experience such a wonderful feeling even for a short period of time."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Lord was just about right. I am truly grateful for the gift that on this day last year he made me feel very special by blessing me with him. I can never dismiss the fact that it was real, that I was loved. It was pure bliss.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;The experience was different compared to the few past that I have had. We were together almost everyday of our blessed lives. It was a sharing of life. He doesn't need material things from me, all that he cares about was how much I loved him. In return there was nothing more that I can give as it seemed he had everything provided for. All that I could give in appreciation of his love was to take care of him and to be as faithful for all that I could. I have never lacked so much sleep in my life during those times. Yet I would still feel great because he took my stress away. He was my refuge. He was my love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;We would spend hours together looking at the clear vast sky dawned by the stars, dreaming of forever, talking of a future acceptance, of many years of togetherness. I recall we were counting the weeks back to how closer we were to our Anniversary. And that is today. We were wishing of years and not months. I will never live to forget the moments we once shared. I am thankful that when he chose to risk and try loving and finding out how it is on the other side of the world he chose me. I know that I am exceptional to him. I am unique. Of all the people that may come into his life, that he may choose to love then and now and in the days to come, I will stand out. I am the ONE. I know he won't forget.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;It was a fairy tale.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;It was full of uncertainty, he pleaded assurance. He made promises which he cannot keep. As they say, it only takes a boy to make promises but it only takes a man to fulfill those.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;Due to circumstances the wonderful relationship has to end. We parted ways. He chose his parents' joy over his personal happiness. I understood that pain. Even I would opt for the greater pleasure of my parents knowing that making them happy will be a blessing for me in the days to come. Though I understood, it was tragic for me. It was such grueling pain to let go someone I love, someone who made me feel so special, he was simply the best I ever had.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;The pain made me forget how loved and blessed I am to begin with. That this relationship was simply an icing on top of the cake that I already have. That without this icing the cake was still so grand and tasteful that I already have all that I could ask for. Yes, there is nothing more that I could ask for. And these times were a reality check of who was supporting me to carry on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;October 25 2010, the day after my birthday and few days after arriving from Singapore, we started getting close again. Seeing each other, bonding moments, talking. For two weeks we were trying to be friends. It was not successful. He slipped away. Day after Christmas of 2010 we were together again. Again, that was just it. And finally Summer of this year we have been going out again. This time it was different. I have to give up. We cannot be friends. It took a lot of courage to make that final say. I have to think of the better. We are simply not meant for each other. His generation and definition of a relationship is different from mine. Our worlds are separate entities. His family values and up bringing is totally off from mine. [I believe this was one of the reasons why he loved me - he found the love he was eager to have from me.]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;Letting go and moving on is not an easy task. It is not something that I can fast track. I learned that I should not be pushing myself too hard to move on because this only aggravates how I feel. I know that it will come. It may not be now but I know for sure that it will be soon. If moving on for me is taking too long then this brings me into a better position knowing who I am. This is such a positive trait knowing that I have truly loved and gave my best in every relationship that I was into. Who would not want a person like that? I have come to terms with life. I learned to accept the fact that we are no longer together and we cannot bring the past back. I have learned even more that it was just the happy memories gone by; that not for long these happy moments will be back in HIS infinite goodness and mercy. I have to trust. I have to hold on. If he does come in my journey of life then Thank You Lord. If he doesn't then still I am grateful. For these experiences are priceless as these make me a better person. Who am I?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;This is such an experience really worth sharing. After all the pain God has showered me with more blessings than I could ever imagine. I have travelled locally and internationally with family and friends. I gained more friends. I joined Aegis PeopleSupport April of this year as their Quality Manager (they welcomed me wholeheartedly and is taking good care of me). The best of my career does not end as I prepare to meet a new challenge with HP Asia Pacific (HK) by August of this year as a Customer Project/Program Manager III (Supplier Quality Manager).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;I would like to acknowledge the Lord today for making me this strong. For bringing me this far. For blessing me so much that I could share. I am so grateful that whoever I am today is not just because of this experience but it was all because of HIM.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5923498510650843498?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5923498510650843498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5923498510650843498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5923498510650843498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5923498510650843498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-2-2011.html' title='July 2 2011'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1518625103405644003</id><published>2010-10-29T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:14:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's *perfect* birthday present</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Thank you for your *belated* birthday gift that I received last Oct 25. Thank you for blessing me. I always  feel that *he* is your blessing to me and am glad that your gift was to make us okay now. I offer this blessing back to you. You make me fabulous! I am GLAD!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Again Lord, thank you. I hope this time, we can make things right and a lot better for the two of us with your guidance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Love,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Rachel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1518625103405644003?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1518625103405644003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1518625103405644003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1518625103405644003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1518625103405644003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-perfect-birthday-present.html' title='God&amp;#39;s *perfect* birthday present'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8985620053227372619</id><published>2010-10-04T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:00:49.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday 04.Oct.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;HELLO Blog!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;It's wonderful to be back!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Na miss kita Blog ko.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Short na hair ko Blog... Alam mo Blog kahit na patuloy ko pa rin nilalabanan ang battle ko may masasaya din namang moments..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Basta Blog dyan ka lang ha..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Di mo ako iiwan di ba?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Yehey!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8985620053227372619?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8985620053227372619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8985620053227372619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8985620053227372619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8985620053227372619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/10/monday-04oct2010.html' title='Monday 04.Oct.2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4120407854960500567</id><published>2010-08-20T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:10:07.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 20 Aug 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Last night sinadya kong sumunod sa "secret shop" at magpa kyut. Pero syempre dedma kunyari. Pagdating ko tinawag nya akong "aport" (tropa). Nagtanong ng oras sa tropa nya. Dinedma ko lang yung pagtatanong kasi ang dami namang pwede sumagot eh. Narinig ko syang tinawag akong "bhie" ulet. Pampakilig siguro. Pero kunyari wala akong narinig, hahaha. Pero sinagot ko pa rin yung oras. 7:47. Pa-yosi daw sya. Inabot ko ang kaha ng yosi ko. Sabay talikod sa kanya. Inabot nya sa balikat ko ang yosi. Ipinatong nya sa balikat ko. Habang humihithit ng usok nagtitinginan lang kami. Di ko alam kun nangungusap ang aming mga mata. Wala akong maramdaman. Hanggang nagpaalam na sya sa tropa nya. Di ko sya tinitingnan ng deretso. Pero kita ko sa peripheral vision ko na mga 3 times syang tumingin sakin na para bang gusto nyang magpaalam din sakin at tawagin ako kase di ako tumitingin sa kanya...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Hay, hirap... Ngayon na-tetense ako kasi di ko alam kun pano yung approach para magkasama kami this weekend. I am hopeful. I am positive. I can wait pa naman eh. Sa lagay ngayon mukhang umo-okay na kami. Sana patuloy na to. Sana ibalik na namin ang pagtetext. Hinihintay ko lang na sya mauna. 5 days of not texting. This is a sacrifice for me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4120407854960500567?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4120407854960500567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4120407854960500567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4120407854960500567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4120407854960500567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-20-aug-2010.html' title='Friday 20 Aug 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1661506068828189920</id><published>2010-08-19T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:25:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 19 Aug 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;heto lang eh kun maaalala ko pa sharply.. here it goes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt; - I pulled her sister for a short talk kasi nakakainis na, nakakagalit, may exam sya kinabukasan pero maghapon syang naka tambay. Nakaka bwisit kase ganun lang ang makikita ko kapalit ng winasak naming relasyon at ng lahat ng pighati na pinagdadaanan ko. Taena di ba! Gago. Lumapit sya samin ng Ate nya at nagtanong kung bakit. Ang sabi ko lang "sana mag aral ka ng mabuti di ba..." Later on napatambay ako at andun sya. Pumasok sa bahay. Kinuha ang gitara. Nagsimulang tumugtog. As usual, peyborit nyang gitarahin ang kantang may lyrics na "minamahal kita, ba't di ka maniwala..." Di ko lang alam kung tama ako sa lyrics na yan. Lumipas pa ang ilang saglit ay &lt;em&gt;It Might Be You&lt;/em&gt; naman ang ginigitara. Ay ang sarap. Para akong hinaharana kasi paminsan minsan ay tumitingin naman sya sakin. Nakakakilig di ba? Ito ang nag udyok sakin na ibigay na sa kanya yung book na nabili ko nun magkita kami ni Nica over the weekend. Inabot ko ito sa kanya. Sabi ko para sa best friend ko. Dinedma nya. Wala kahit na Thank You. Pero after some time tiningnan naman nya yung cover ng book. Dito nagtatapos ang yugtong ito.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt; - inusisa ko sa Ate nya kun ano ang ginawa sa book. Itinago lang daw sa kabinet nya kasi di naman ito mahilig magbasa. Okay. So at least itinago di ba. Masaya na rin ako. Yung move nya lang kahapon is a big change na. Habang naglalaro sya ng basketball hinuhuli ko ang atensyon nya. Sabi ko isnabero ang Bes ko. Inulit ko. Sabi nya naglalaro daw kasi sya. Sabi ko "Ay galit ang Bes ko..." Mataray eh... ilang saglit pa sa kalagitnaan ng game tumingin sya sakin sabay ngiti at kibit ng kilay. Okay na rin. Sabi ko nga sa sarili ko, kun sino yung taong nanakit sayo, sya rin ang papawi nito (may assumption na mahal mo yung tao kase kun kaaway mo talaga ito i think this won't apply, hahaha). Pagkatapos ng laro niyaya nya ang tropa nya sa "secret shop." Nagsabi ako na gusto kong sumama. Nun una di nya ako pinapansin pa. Hanggang sabi nya "sige tara sama ka." Dun kami ulet nagusap. Nakikipagbiruan pa sya. Ngakukwento na. It seems okay na. Nagsisimula ng bumalik sa dati.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Di na ako sumunod pa sa kanila nun lumipat sila ng pwesto. Napapaisip na ako. Ayoko ng tumambay pa kasama ng tropa nya. Ayoko ng sumama kase may tropa sya. Tumuloy ako sa playground ng magisa at dun nag muni muni. Napapaisip ako. Di nga kami bagay. Ewan ko sa kanya kun ano pa ang merong nalalabi para sa akin sa puso nya. Wala akong alam. Kami pa pero wala na akong alam sa nararamdaman nya.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Para akong nakalutang na hindi ko maintidihan. Di ko rin naman na sya maintindihan sa mga moves nya kase nag stop na rin sya mag communicate kun bakit ganun ang behavior nya or treatment nya sakin. Am lost. Di ko na nga alam kun magtitiwala pa rin ba ako kun wala naman na akong pinanghahawakan pa. Mahirap.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Sana maging maayos na ang lahat. Sana lumipas na ang mga isyu. Sana maibalik ng muli yung nakaraan kase ang sarap mag mahal. Ang saya. Sana. Puro sana.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Mahal na mahal pa rin kita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1661506068828189920?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1661506068828189920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1661506068828189920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1661506068828189920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1661506068828189920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/thursday-19-aug-2010.html' title='Thursday 19 Aug 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-29779942550209727</id><published>2010-08-15T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:02:59.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 15 August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;via SMS - i'm back.. I love you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;via SMS - Di kita matiis mahal talaga kita. Solid na to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;At Bonifacio High Street with Nica in the afternoon. She gave me a gift (book) with the hopes of putting my life and relationship in "perspective."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Thanks a lot sis. I appreciate all the love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-29779942550209727?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/29779942550209727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=29779942550209727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/29779942550209727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/29779942550209727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-15-august-2010.html' title='Sunday 15 August 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7189373641218330692</id><published>2010-08-10T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:03:10.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 10 Aug 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;masaya ang gabing ito. di man kami nagkausap sa text buong araw pero nagkita naman kami nun tumambay ako sa labas kasama ang ate nya habang sya ay nag gigitara. wari ko ba'y ako'y hinaharana nya sapagkat sya'y nagpaparinig ng mga tugtugin na may kabuluhan para sa amin sabay titig pa..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;nagkakwentuhan din kami ng ate nya dapit hapon at nakwento nito na nangungulila rin sa akin ang aking minamahal. si pag-ibig daw ay nagsabi na ako'y kanyang pinagmamasdan kagabi at nais sanang samahan sa aking pagiisa. di raw sya sanay na nakikitang ako'y magisa dahil lagi kaming magkasama sa tuwing ako'y nasa labas at naglalakad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;bhie, ako'y lubos na nangungulila din sa'yo. mahal na mahal kita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7189373641218330692?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7189373641218330692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7189373641218330692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7189373641218330692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7189373641218330692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesday-10-aug-2010.html' title='Tuesday 10 Aug 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5938693120526384083</id><published>2010-08-06T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:25:57.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 06 August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Today (this afternoon) is but another lowlight in my life (lovelife). I/We am/are going thru another challenge. You all have been witnesses of how happy I am to be inlove and be loved by someone. Yet recently we are being torn apart. Being separated from each other. How will this love survive? How will this love last? How much should it take for me to be happy? I am full of questions right now. I can't seem to understand why this world has to be so cruel to someone like me when I have been trying my best to be the most loving person this world could ever be proud of. How do I last this day without your love? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5938693120526384083?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5938693120526384083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5938693120526384083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5938693120526384083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5938693120526384083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-06-august-2010.html' title='Friday 06 August 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7781771241024591083</id><published>2010-08-04T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:26:18.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 04 August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;bhie&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thanks for the time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I won't last a day without your love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7781771241024591083?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7781771241024591083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7781771241024591083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7781771241024591083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7781771241024591083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/wednesday-04-august-2010.html' title='Wednesday 04 August 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1378844909726207982</id><published>2010-08-02T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:22:49.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, 02 August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;finally, the day has come... done with the monthsary on the day itself... but will be celebrating for real this weekend... Love you bhie... Looking forward to more months of the years that is about to come.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1378844909726207982?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1378844909726207982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1378844909726207982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1378844909726207982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1378844909726207982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/monday-02-august-2010.html' title='Monday, 02 August 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-9063656879354059468</id><published>2010-08-01T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:01:24.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, 01 August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;From The Fort. Met with Sis Nica. Pagod all day. Relieving naman pagdating sa bahay kase magkasama kami ni bhie. Masaya. Monthsary bukas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-9063656879354059468?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/9063656879354059468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=9063656879354059468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9063656879354059468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9063656879354059468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-01-august-2010.html' title='Sunday, 01 August 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3106917991115484339</id><published>2010-07-31T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:33:57.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, 31 July 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Kala ko talaga kanina mag gi-give-up na si bhie. Ninerbyos ako na bibitaw na sya... Kawawa naman sya... Nahihirapan... Ramdam ko sa pananahimik nya... Nakikita ko sa mga mata nya... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Ang dami kasing asungot sa paligid! mga inggitero/a, tsismoso/a, pakialamero/a. mamatay na kayong lahat... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;pwede patahimikin nyo na kami kasi masaya naman kami eh... pwede maging masaya na rin lang kayo sa mga buhay nyo? pwede? lubayan nyo na kami... pwede? manahimik na lang, pwede? pwede bang "no comment" na lang?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Lagi na lang ba ganito??? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/unlove.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Pwede, ako naman? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3106917991115484339?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3106917991115484339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3106917991115484339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3106917991115484339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3106917991115484339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/07/saturday-31-july-2010.html' title='Saturday, 31 July 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8035078898947824601</id><published>2010-07-28T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:21:43.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, 28 July 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Bhie was here as soon as he arrived home. We spent time having a snack on our rooftop. Then he left to accompany his sister... Gusto nya gumala muna...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Antok na ulet... Waiting for bhie to go home... I created an FB account because of bhie... We are now connected- discreetly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Going back to rest coz he will be back home soon...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8035078898947824601?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8035078898947824601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8035078898947824601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8035078898947824601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8035078898947824601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/07/wednesday-28-july-2010.html' title='Wednesday, 28 July 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2297815740585593431</id><published>2010-07-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T03:04:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 17 July 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Picked-up bhie after work and went to Ever Gotesco Commonwealth to watch his sister's Center for Pop Mall Tour. Tired. But what's "tired" when you are with the one you love right? Was with his family during the affair. Had dinner together before going home. Happy. We spent time together still after arriving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Some missives; take-aways...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;On the way home I was complaining that he was dull and he wasn't the usual him when we are together. I got really worried and scared. Upon reaching home he texted me right away saying sorry coz he was just tired and that it wasn't the usual him. "mahal na mahal kita I love you very much. Sana maintindihan mo. Wag ka magtampo. Ayoko magalit ka sakin." How relieving and heart warming... Natakot din daw sya kaya nag text agad at lumabas...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;"gusto ko talaga kasama kita kung pwede lang ako matulog dyan, dyan talaga ako matutulog..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;"basta bhie wag kang magalala mahal na mahal din kita; hinding hindi kita lolokohin"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;"geh na bhie slip na ko i love u vry much muahh :-* ;-)"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2297815740585593431?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2297815740585593431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2297815740585593431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2297815740585593431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2297815740585593431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/07/saturday-17-july-2010.html' title='Saturday 17 July 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6547096982874087186</id><published>2010-07-16T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:46:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 16 July 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Life is beautiful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;To be betrayed by a very close friend is a different story.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Today, let me share with you how beautiful life is and how serene it is to be with someone who loves you more than you could ever have imagined in your life. Today marks but one of those many days to come where love is overwhelming. Today we celebrate life again, one of the many to come.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;How do I reckon this unfathomable love?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Looking at the past it is with great joy that I share this life with you. One that has come as a blessing. The surreal complexities of love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;I have always believed that there is hope. Now I become a living testament that waiting does bear fruit and that love comes at the most unexpected time, at the most unexpected moment, with the most unexpected person. I found mine. Or should I say we found ours? Never did it cross my mind that he was just there all this time. And I can't stand a day out of his range's love... I am well taken care of...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Today as well bears relief that he is doing his best for me and for us...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;What more could I have asked for?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6547096982874087186?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6547096982874087186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6547096982874087186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6547096982874087186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6547096982874087186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-16-july-2010.html' title='Friday 16 July 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6341144647393890506</id><published>2010-07-09T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:30:05.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 09 July 2010 - Pumili ka</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Papipiliin kita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Kun ikaw ay ako sino ang mas gugustuhin mo? Yung bata o yung nakatatanda (sa bata)?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Hindi naman siguro masamang magmahal ng mas bata kesa sayo (sabihin na nating - bata). Bakit ko nga naman hindi pipiliing magmahal ng mas bata kesa sakin kung mas nararamdaman ko naman ngayon na may nagpapahalaga sa akin, may nakakaalala, hindi sumasakit ang ulo ko, wala akong pinagdadaanang mga problema, sakit sa ulo at ang walang pakundangang paghingi ng kun anu-ano?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Bakit nga ba ako mangangamba kun dama ko naman sa bawat yakap at halik nya ang inaalay nyang pagmamahal? Bakit nga ba ako magdadalawang isip pa kun sabi nga naman nya ay mahal na mahal din nya ako? Kun sa bawat sandali na magkasama kami ay masaya kami bakit hindi nga, di ba? At sa tuwina ay mami-miss namin ang isa't-isa, &lt;em&gt;why not&lt;/em&gt; di ba?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Kun titingnan natin ang nakaraan lagi kong sinasabi sa sarili ko at sa mga kaibigan ko na bakit ka pa magmamahal ng isang lalake kun sa bawat araw na lang na ginawa ng Dyos ay nagaalala ka, nagiisip ka, masakit ang ulo, hindi ka makatulog, masama ang loob mo, maiiyak ka, &lt;em&gt;and on top of all these&lt;/em&gt; hihingian ka pa??? Gaano ba ka &lt;em&gt;fair&lt;/em&gt; ang buhay? Nag boyfriend ka pa, di ba, kun gayan din lang naman. Nag boyfriend ka pa kun di mo naman dama na may BF ka pala...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Siguro ngayon OO hindi kagandahang tingnan kasi mas matanda naman ako ng di hamak sa kanya. May edad na ako. Bata sya. Pero darating din naman ang panahon na wala na itong saysay (kun aabot kami sa ganon).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Minsan nga natanong ko sa kanya kun bakit ako pa? Naisip namin kahit paano &lt;em&gt;matured&lt;/em&gt; din kasi sya magisip. Siguro mas gusto nya yung mas may edad na sa kanya kasi nga naman mas may halaga sa buhay ang isang matinong relasyon kesa sa &lt;em&gt;puppy love&lt;/em&gt;, kesa sa &lt;em&gt;infatuation&lt;/em&gt;. Masaya kase magkasundo kami sa isang bagay- ang maniwala na may Karma. Ayaw naming lokohin ang aming mga sarili, ayaw din naman naming lokohin ang isa't-isa. Baka nga naman daw bumalik sa amin ito. At bakit nga naman kami babalik sa nakaraan kun parehas naman kaming nasaktan at naloko ng aming mga minamahal dati?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Masaya... July 2... One week na...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Mamaya pa sya darating. Sigurado ako, pagdating nya ulet pupunta sya kaagad dito sa akin para magkasama kami at makapag kwentuhan. Madalas wala naman kaming magawa kundi ang mahiga na lang at yakapin ang isa't-isa. Madalas ganun lang. Pahinga.... Ang mahalaga- masaya. Masaya yung nadarama mo na mahal ka ng yumayakap sayo at totoo sya. Masaya... Masarap ang magmahal. Mas masarap pa kesa sa banyagang tsokolate.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Kaibigan, hayaan mo, makikilala mo rin sya pagdating ng panahon. Sa ngayon hindi pa siguro. Sabi ko nga sa kanya, sana nakakalabas na kami. Sana hinog na ang panahon. Sabi nya isang taon na lang ang hihintayin namin. Sana kami pa pagdating ng panahon na yon. Malaya na kaming makakapamasyal.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Sana mas bumilis pa ang takbo ng panahon. Sana walang magbago masyado sa kanya at sa buhay ko upang umagos lang ang buhay ng kasama ko sya, tulad nung mga nakaraang araw.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Balikan natin ang tanong - kanino ka? Pili na?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;-bhie-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6341144647393890506?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6341144647393890506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6341144647393890506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6341144647393890506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6341144647393890506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-09-july-2010-pumili-ka.html' title='Friday, 09 July 2010 - Pumili ka'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1043427352879093349</id><published>2010-07-06T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:36:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, 06 July 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Today, I found myself immersed with watching &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/soulahhh"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="comic sans ms"&gt;You Tube videos by Juana Change&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="comic sans ms"&gt;. I am sharing this with you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Mae Paner has been starring in short polotical satires and was last seen during NoyNoy's Inauguration.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1043427352879093349?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1043427352879093349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1043427352879093349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1043427352879093349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1043427352879093349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/07/tuesday-06-july-2010.html' title='Tuesday, 06 July 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-9124599239997019134</id><published>2010-05-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:49:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, May 16</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Ang init! Super!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Just got back from EVER Gotesco Ortigas (Pasig actually). Has the desktop tower fixed. Jay paid for it. We went to Ever to grab some food at about 2pm. A bit late in the afternoon already and I was starving. It's a Sunday so we have to leave and get something to eat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Was reading the newspaper this morning and most of the pages were talking about the recent election&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that was. On a page it was talking about the midnight appointments of PGMA.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was excruciatingly annoying given that her willful and wishful thinking of holding on to power really irks my nerves. This bitch has been wanting power all the while and even after. I could have never imagined someone so thirsty for power. Damn! The newspaper has it that PGMA has called her party mates to a caucus after the election for her speakership.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What more can this troll ask for?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Should Noynoy thru an Executive Order revoke appointments such as of the SC Chief Justice??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Should the plan of the PNP Dir Gen to resign when Noynoy holds office be admirable??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;What would this new Noynoy government has in store for us??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Tubig pa nga! Mainit!&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-9124599239997019134?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/9124599239997019134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=9124599239997019134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9124599239997019134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9124599239997019134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-may-16.html' title='Sunday, May 16'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-700363730047685147</id><published>2010-05-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:48:05.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, May 02</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I watched Paano Na Kaya this morning when I woke up. Now am stuck to the song. It was barely 5am when I got out of bed to watch the movie. The movie Miss You Like Crazy has just ended on our big screen too. These 2 pinoy movies are a hit on my heart. Fairly moving. Although if you have seen One More Chance by the same actors you could pretty much say that the plot was the same. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Last night Cheng came with Tope and did a demo on Galvanic Spa by Nu Skin. They presented the business opportunity too. I dunno. Am not really into it now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Slept late coming from work last night so I had to spend whole evening sleeping. This weekend will be dedicated for rest and watching movies ey.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I spoke with Mom today on funding for housing improvements. They wanted to have the 2nd floor of the Guinobatan house constructed. We also talked about my youngest brother's challenges at school flunking 3 subjects and wanting to move to another school. I have yet to speak with this young man.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Its pretty warm in here. Summer is not yet over although there are occasional rain showers. Am not sure as to why. I have no idea. Its just freak'n warm and I can't stand it. I have to stay in my room all day and our electric bill has gone really high.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Back to watching another movie, after lunch.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-700363730047685147?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/700363730047685147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=700363730047685147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/700363730047685147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/700363730047685147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-may-02.html' title='Sunday, May 02'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5319684978761572177</id><published>2010-04-29T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:27:26.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, April 29, 2010</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;Thursday, April 29, 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;3:14 PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;That was heck busy yesterday from meetings to calls. Mitz and I barely ate. We snatched food around 5am already and I stayed til about 9am. Glad I was able to deliver the MBR decks though I barely reviewed those with me being out of the office.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Heading back home I had the chance to reply back to Pao's (Castillo) SMS and he's now in college with a scholarship being a varsity team member (all info coming from him). IT. Tri-Sem. Informatics Cainta. Looking for a sponsor. Anyone?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;My allergic rhinitis is still kicking in. I have been sneezing and coughing. Got something building up my throat, baaarrrfff!&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5319684978761572177?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5319684978761572177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5319684978761572177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5319684978761572177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5319684978761572177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-april-29-2010.html' title='Thursday, April 29, 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1424363568134958935</id><published>2010-04-29T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:06:23.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 28, 2010</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;Wednesday, April 28, 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;5:21 PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 10pt;color: gray;" lang="en-PH"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Just done watching a movie and going back to work tonight. Have been out Mon and Tues and I am freak'n blogging right now and I have to be there early to prep for the MBR, jeez...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Got hold of Paolo (Castillo) on chat right now. Wala lang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Last night I dropped by to see Nho sa bday ng pamangkin nya. 1st Bday ng anak ni Bhoy and Lis, si Von. Went home to rest shortly after.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Pao and Ash were here for a visit for two fuck'n days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in;font-family: Calibri;font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Pao (Castillo) just messaged na gusto nya bumalik sakin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1424363568134958935?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1424363568134958935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1424363568134958935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1424363568134958935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1424363568134958935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/04/wednesday-april-28-2010.html' title='Wednesday, April 28, 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5281468185662782711</id><published>2010-04-19T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:18:59.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday shift 20.04.2010</title><content type='html'>Monday shift sana sa opisina pero hindi ako pumasok. Andito ako sa bahay at ang bagal ng internet connection. Globe tattoo ang salarin.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5281468185662782711?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5281468185662782711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5281468185662782711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5281468185662782711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5281468185662782711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-shift-20042010.html' title='Monday shift 20.04.2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3878588244534531989</id><published>2010-04-10T04:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:57:59.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 10 April 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;May outing (swimming) ang Cainta Beki tropa pero wit akez jo-join. Strike muna.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mamaya i-de-deliver yung glass ng dining set sa bahay. Pinagawa ko ito sa kababayan naming may shop sa Tikling kaya malamang andun ako sa kanila sa hapon tatambay at inuman na naman ang kahihinatnan nito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who Am I - Casting Crowns - maganda yung song, pang senti pero mas pang Amen Amen itoh. Ganun pa man, maganda...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Malapit na ang eleksyon, wala pa rin akong ticket pauwi sa amin. Matutuloy pa kaya ang eleksyon sa Mayo??? Baka masayang lang ang ticket ko at magka kudeta sa linggong ito, harharhar!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Miss ko na si Duztin, ang pinsan ng EX kong isip bata, hehehe, walang kwenta. After a month naming mag break saka ko lang na realize na wala pala syang kwenta, hahaha, loko lang. Mabalik tayo kay Duztin. Ginulat ako ni Duztin nun Lunes ng madaling araw habang ako'y naka tambay sa aming tambayan/tindahan at nagpasundo. Sa bahay sya natulog. Syempre alam mo na. Wika nga ng isa kong tropa, ano ba naman ang gagawin ng bakla at lalake pag magkasama, alangan namang magtitigan lang sila, di ba, hehehe. Ayun... Miss ko lang sya kase nawawala sya sa sirkulasyon ng buhay. Sana makasama ko ulet sya. Naalala ko tuloy nun nag meet kami. 2 days pa lang kami nun ni Jeff. Sa isip ko lang, bakit di kita nakilala agad, hahaha. Nahuli syang dumating. Kun damting lang sana sya ng mas maaga aga pa eh pinagbalakan ko na sana sya ng masama nuon pa, hahaha. Ganun pa man, nangyari na ang nangyari nun Lunes at na experience na rin nya for the first time kun pano makasama sa pagtulog ang bakla sa kama, bwahahaha. Sadyang malambing itong si Duztin kaya gusto ko sya. May kabaitan. Cute ngumiti. Yun nga lang sadyang maliit lang sya, datapwat hindi yung kanya, hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nakakatawa.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Masaya.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Naalala ko rin tuloy si King. Pasensya na. Sa tagal kong di nag blog eh malamang alam nyo na na litanya ito. Sorry, my dear blog at ka-bloggerzz...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Si King naman ay dakila at nakilala ko nun Semana Santa. Anak ng Hapon. Anak ng, ang puti. Payat. Pero ang puti. Lumipas na ang isang linggo, ramdam ko pa rin sya sa aking kalamnan. Beware mga bakla. Baka mag enjoy ka ng todo, panalo sya!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nag re-reklamo na ang empleyado ko sa paulit-ulit na pagtugtog ng "Who Am I" sa speakers ko. HAHAHAHA Pinalitan ko na ng Half Of My Heart ni John Mayer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3878588244534531989?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3878588244534531989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3878588244534531989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3878588244534531989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3878588244534531989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/04/saturday-04-april-2010.html' title='Saturday 10 April 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8139468823181659068</id><published>2010-03-26T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:49:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 03.26.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;There isn't a moment. There isn't a Luniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;New pics posted on several albums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Long overdue but still worth keeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;A lot of pictures from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8139468823181659068?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8139468823181659068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8139468823181659068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8139468823181659068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8139468823181659068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-03262010.html' title='Friday 03.26.2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6222104415524697459</id><published>2010-01-31T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:17:49.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01 Feb 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;aaayyy ang tagal ko ng hindi naka pag blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Malapit na ang Valentines at Luniversary (more known as monthsary, coined from the word Lunar for months) namin ni bhie Jeff. San kaya ang aming moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6222104415524697459?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6222104415524697459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6222104415524697459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6222104415524697459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6222104415524697459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2010/01/01-feb-2010.html' title='01 Feb 2010'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5492297709066976634</id><published>2009-11-05T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:03:02.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Bago umuwi kanina nag malling kami ni Ash at dumaan kami sa Video City. Humiram sya ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In My Life&lt;/span&gt;. Many have raved comments about this flick and am interested. So while having lunch nanood kami. Indeed amazing nga yung film. It was something which we can relate with, moving, mabigat sa damdamin. There were light moments naman na medyo tatawa ka pero yung mga scenes na drama eh panalo talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;This is not your ordinary gay movie as it does not really tackle gay issues but of a mother-son relationship (ay halo na ring "friends" dyan). Pang pamilya eka nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Again, I rarely watch pinoy films/movies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; this one is definitely good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Ang sarap sanang makita na mas marami pang smooching scenes sina John Lloyd at Luis kasi mas nakakakilig at nakakadala sa mapusok kong damdamin, yun nga lang eh iisa lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I bet ang pag arte ni Luis/Lucky eh natural na natural dahil para sa akin ay bading sya! Feeling ko sasama sya sa kwadra ni Rustom years from now. Hindi ba't nabalitang silahis din naman ang kanyang ama? Hindi naman ako mosang sa showbiz, komento lang... I luv yah Luckeeeee... Lucky Me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naalala ko tuloy ng manood din ako ng isa pang flick ni John Lloyd (with Bea naman ito) ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One More Chance&lt;/span&gt;. Mega din ang iyak ng lola mo (kasi isa akong emosyonal na bakla) habang nanonood ako mag-isa sa kwarto at hindi ako nakapasok sa trabaho kinagabihan kasi napuyat ako kakaiyak, lolz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mabalik tayo sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In My Life&lt;/span&gt;. Sadyang marami ka nga namang mapupulot na scenes dito na makaka-relate ka kaya iiyak ka kasi hindi surreal ang mga tagpo sa pelikula. Mabigat man ito ay hindi lamang dahil sa magaling na pag-arte ng mga artista (si Vilma at John Lloyd lang ang tinutukoy ko dito) kundi dahil sa makatotohanan ito na malamang eh minsan sa iyong buhay ay naranasan mo na. Recommended na panoorin ng mga bading na tanggap na ng kanilang pamilya at baka mainggit lang ang mga kloseta sa harap ng kanilang mga pamilya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall the movie was really wonderful only that we find that the death of Mark (Luis) was a disconnect on the whole movies plot though it paved the way to more dramatic scenes on the movie. Parang itinagpi lang yung death ni Mark sa pelikula upang mapagbigyan yung mga susunod na scenes which are heavy din. Sa kabila nito eh okay naman yung mga sumunod na scenes kasi magugulat ka sa pag babangayan nila Noel (John Lloyd) at Shirley (Vilma) kun saan sinapak, este, sinampal lang pala, ni Noel ang ina ng kanyang minamahal. Pero swak ang mga dayalogo! Magaling!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa haba man ng review ko, sa tingin ko eh kulang pa rin ngunit hanggang dito na lang muna. Panoorin nyo na lang at bumuo ng sarili nyong kuro-kuro ukol sa pelikula at mga isyu na dala nito.&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5492297709066976634?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5492297709066976634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5492297709066976634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5492297709066976634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5492297709066976634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-my-life.html' title='In My Life'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2827321866629287141</id><published>2009-11-04T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:00:21.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ping test</title><content type='html'>      &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/611946451.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Ayan, manalig ka sa "bilis" ng SUN Broadband... bwakanang syet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;D - Concerning. Most online applications will not perform well but should function in some capacity. Try testing to other servers to verify the result. You might need to contact your ISP for help.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://www.pingtest.net/result/2466890.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2827321866629287141?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2827321866629287141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2827321866629287141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2827321866629287141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2827321866629287141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/11/ping-test.html' title='ping test'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5024307398269830652</id><published>2009-11-03T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:00:56.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scorpion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;Scorpios are the most intense, profound, powerful characters in the zodiac. Even when they appear self-controlled and calm there is a seething intensity of emotional energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt; under the placid exterior. They are like the volcano not far under the surface of a calm sea, it may burst into eruption at any moment. But those of us who are particularly perceptive will be aware of the harnessed aggression, the immense forcefulness, magnetic intensity, and often strangely hypnotic personality under the tranquil, but watchful composure of Scorpio. In conventional social gatherings they are pleasant to be with, thoughtful in conversation, dignified, and reserved, yet affable and courteous; they sometimes possess penetrating eyes which make their shyer companions feel naked and defenseless before them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;In their everyday behavior they give the appearance of being withdrawn from the center of activity, yet those who know them will recognize the watchfulness that is part of their character. They need great self-discipline, because they are able to recognize the qualities in themselves that make them different from other humans, and to know their utterly conventional natures can be used for great good, or great evil. Their tenacity and willpower are immense, their depth of character and passionate conviction overwhelming, yet they are deeply sensitive and easily moved by their emotions. Their sensitivity, together with a propensity for extreme likes and dislikes make them easily hurt, quick to detect insult or injury to themselves (often when none is intended) and easily aroused to ferocious anger. This may express itself in such destructive speech or action that they make lifelong enemies by their outspokenness, for they find it difficult not to be overly critical of anything or anyone to whom they take a dislike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;They can harness their abundant energy constructively, tempering their self-confidence with shrewdness and their ambition with magnanimity toward others provided they like them. They relate to fellow workers only as leaders and can be blunt to those they dislike to the point of cruelty. In fact they are not above expressing vindictiveness in deliberate cruelty. They are too demanding, too unforgiving of faults in others, perhaps because they are not aware of the shortcomings within themselves, and extravagantly express their self-disgust in unreasonable resentment against their fellows. They do, however, make excellent friends, provided that their companions do nothing to impugn the honor of which Scorpios are very jealous. Part of the negative side of the Scorpio nature is a tendency to discard friends once they cease to be useful, but the decent native is aware of, and fights this tendency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;They are fortunate in that their strong reasoning powers are tempered with imagination and intuition, and these gifts, together with critical perception and analytical capacity, can enable the Scorpions to penetrate to profundities beyond the average. They have a better chance of becoming geniuses than the natives of any other sign.But charismatic "twice-born" characters such as they can sink into the extremes of depravity if they take the wrong path, and the intensity of their nature exaggerates their harmful tendencies into vices far greater than the normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt; Rebelliousness against all conventions, political extremism to the point where hatred of the Establishment makes them utterly unscrupulous terrorists. Brooding resentment, aggressive and sadistic brutality, total arrogance, morbid jealousy, extreme volatility of temperament, these are some of their vices. At the other extreme is the procrastinator, the man or woman who is capable of so much that they do nothing and become indolent and self-indulgent, requiring extravagant praise and flattery from those whom they make their cronies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;Being so gifted, they can find fulfillment in many employments. Their inner intensity can result in the ice-cold self-control and detachment of the surgeon, the concentration of the research scientist, and the heroism of the soldier. Any profession in which analysis, investigation, research, dealing with practicalities, and the solving of mysteries are relevant, can appeal to them. So police and detective work, espionage and counterespionage, the law, physics or psychology may attract them, and they can become masters of the written and spoken word. They may be most persuasive orators and find fulfillment as diplomats or preachers and, if they make the Church their profession, their inner intensity can express itself in the spiritual fervor of the mystic or the thaumaturgy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;Scorpio is the symbol of sex and Scorpios are passionate lovers, the most sensually energetic of all the signs. For them, union with the beloved is a sacrament, an "outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace." Their overriding urge in loving is to use their power to penetrate beyond themselves and to lose themselves sexually in their partners in an almost mystical ecstasy, thus discovering the meaning of that union which is greater than individuality, and is a marriage of the spirit as well as of flesh. They are thus capable of the greatest heights of passionate transport, but debauchery and perversion are always dangers, and Scorpios can become sadistic monsters of sensuality and eroticism. Their feelings are so intense that even when their love is of the highest, and most idealistic kind, they are nevertheless frequently protagonists in tragic, even violent romances, "star-crossed lovers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5024307398269830652?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5024307398269830652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5024307398269830652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5024307398269830652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5024307398269830652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/11/scorpion.html' title='The Scorpion'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1922122661612217034</id><published>2009-11-03T05:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:30:35.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.03.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;I can't be any prouder of these people. Truly, they are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Miss International Queen 2009 held in Pattaya Beach Thailand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7o4v4SUvvPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7o4v4SUvvPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1922122661612217034?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1922122661612217034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1922122661612217034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1922122661612217034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1922122661612217034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/11/11032009.html' title='11.03.2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3915250729161354116</id><published>2009-11-03T05:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:40:04.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/1855"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/17/38"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/17/39"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/17/40"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/17/300x300/40/Rachel-and-Nick-3.JPG?et=,oshgfnMVU,dQGrxhxfiJQ&amp;amp;nmid=51748717" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/17/39"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/17/300x300/39/Rachel-and-Nick-2.JPG?et=O6k3kwwXXmsLYWnaTBBGxg&amp;amp;nmid=51748717" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/17/38"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/17/300x300/38/Rachel-and-Nick-1.jpg?et=0dxX8BEOjxODGr4PDEojOA&amp;amp;nmid=51748717" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/1855"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Oct 24 Nick arrived early in the afternoon here in Taguig to fetch me. We spent the whole afternoon and early evening at Ash' pad. After dinner at Market! Market! we headed home (Cainta). We then thought of formalizing our relationship. So- kami na, officialy, at this day, my birthday. We spent more hours together kasi hinatid pa nya ako pauwi sa bahay and he left shortly before midnight. My friends (Maya and Cielo) came to pick me up at home. Ayun, deretso sa tambayan and nomo ang mga beki til morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Oct 25 Around 1pm Nick was back and he woke me up from my slumber having drank a lot from last night. Ayun, magkasama na naman kami til late in the evening kasi nag simba pa kami sa Cainta church ng 8pm. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3915250729161354116?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3915250729161354116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3915250729161354116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3915250729161354116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3915250729161354116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday weekend'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5658127611773810613</id><published>2009-10-24T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:49:55.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.24.2009 It's mah birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;mah birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5658127611773810613?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5658127611773810613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5658127611773810613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5658127611773810613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5658127611773810613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/10/10242009-it-mah-birthday.html' title='10.24.2009 It&amp;#39;s mah birthday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6394097405505539694</id><published>2009-10-21T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:19:27.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.21.2009 - blag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;kavlaaagggghhh!!! workaholic again... early to report to work last night and left late... need to accomplish a lot for my Samsung account (thus the status "Samsung keeps me alive") and the QAs scorecards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Whew! Samsung does stir my blood!!!&lt;br&gt;Was really busy last night that even though I arrived early in the office I did not bother to text or call my "loved" ones, hehehe.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, this is what I hate about being online, i.e. with internet connection, the more that I get attached to work coz I can remotely work... sigh...&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Tamad na naman si baklang Ash pumasok at nag sakit-sakitan na naman ang gagah! Sabagay di ko na sya Qa kaya keber na! hahaha ke barbaridad! ke horror! nyahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Antok na ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Pohtah kah bakla! Bumili ka na ng almusal! Bongga na naman ang pagtulog mo kagabi...&lt;br&gt;Tamo to at ayaw gumalaw sa kama... hmmmph!&lt;br&gt;On another note, nagtatanong na si Ash kun may pang handa na raw ba ako sa Sabado. The answer is- WALA!&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6394097405505539694?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6394097405505539694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6394097405505539694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6394097405505539694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6394097405505539694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/10/10212009-blag.html' title='10.21.2009 - blag!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2838553708242470446</id><published>2009-10-15T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T05:34:08.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.15.2009 @ Ash' pad</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;We are back online! Ash is now connected to the web via SUN Broadband. Unlimited surfing again! Web surfing is back! I have been stale for sometime since my PCs motherboard gave up on me. And now am back!!! B-A-C-Kkkkkkkk!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chronic Urticaria - I have to get to bed early from work due to hives. I failed to get meds from the drugstore before it closed. Darn!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At 7pm last night I had to meet Mamma with my brothers for dinner. I was surprised that she was here, apparently for a seminar. Just a quick tete-a-tete...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2838553708242470446?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2838553708242470446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2838553708242470446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2838553708242470446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2838553708242470446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/10/10152009-ash-pad.html' title='10.15.2009 @ Ash&amp;#39; pad'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4458973583938517957</id><published>2009-09-22T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:15:56.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 09.22.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am herein Legaspi until the 28th. My officemates will follow on the 24th for vacation too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Armand/Mark/Mr. Bean was with me last night... See you tonight again, bhe... mwah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4458973583938517957?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4458973583938517957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4458973583938517957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4458973583938517957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4458973583938517957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-09222009.html' title='Tuesday 09.22.2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8781423833028673626</id><published>2009-08-29T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T09:23:51.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog 08.29.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Sabado na naman!!! Yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Sa wakas makaka rest na ulit ako!!! Wuhoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Hanggang ngayon kumukulo pa rin ang tiyan ko! Di ko alam kung bakit. Sabi ng Duktor sa Medical City eh wala naman daw parasites or bacteria. Pero bakit? Parang may tremors sa tiyan ko simula Lunes hanggang ngayon. Bakit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Puno na naman ng kasiyahan ang weekend! Alam mo na... Boys... hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Malamang tatambay na naman ako sa aming tambayan sa Estrella at magkikita kita na naman ang mga beki at rarampa. Magkikita na ulit kami ni Maya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Nag text si Harry kagabi. May ipapakilala daw syang pinsan nya. haaayyy... Mukha namang parasite lang yung lalake... pero tingnan natin... meet natin... kasi gwapo raw eh... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Sige... See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8781423833028673626?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8781423833028673626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8781423833028673626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8781423833028673626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8781423833028673626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-08292009.html' title='Blog 08.29.2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2967961196801963661</id><published>2009-08-07T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:44:59.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update for 08.07.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Ngayon na lang ulet!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Am going home na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2967961196801963661?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2967961196801963661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2967961196801963661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2967961196801963661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2967961196801963661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-update-for-08072009.html' title='Quick update for 08.07.2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3684200883446185088</id><published>2009-05-31T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:58:37.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend 03.31.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;We are here at Sikatuna BLISS with my family. Yam will celebrate her birthday today. She is now "i-don't-know, don't-ask" years old. She is a bit younger than I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;The weekend is still reminiscent of the past weeks when I have been seeing AJ and is friends very often. The heartache and frustration that meeting him has caused is still on the outskirts of my wary mind. Alain Joseph Cruz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;He didn't find time for us to talk anymore no matter how I have tried to make closure as smooth as I wanted it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Shit happens for a reason. It's not really meant to be. And when shit happens, you know that someone is really a fuckin' shit biatch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3684200883446185088?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3684200883446185088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3684200883446185088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3684200883446185088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3684200883446185088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-03312009.html' title='Weekend 03.31.2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8534356624431473277</id><published>2009-04-25T08:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:42:31.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfolding'/><title type='text'>Weekend 04.25.2009</title><content type='html'>It is weekend. Maui will have her College Grad ceremonies later today at the UP Film Center she said. I will meet her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekdays were really busy. Nine hours of being in the office is not enough. This is the sweldo week yet I do not have enough to go by. See previous blog to find out why. Plus, I just lost 1K last weekend. Twas stolen by some crook. As busy as the weekday has been, it has also been boy-toy-free. Was it just because I was tightening up my resources?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of issues to tackle. There are a couple of shows I wanna talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The heist over Ted Failon's wife is really news. I didn't like how QCPD behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have been watching American Idol (now you know why I arrive late when QTV 11 airs the replay on weekdays) and I love Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Abu Sayaff hostage crisis MUST end. Forces must be sent to annihilate these troops. No ransom ever to be given. Let life of 1 last hostage be endangered than the rest of the people of Sulu be terrorized. Annihilate these bandits! Kill them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The price of gasoline is a roller coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ET's 101 Best Kept Hollywood Secrets was not what I was expecting. I was hoping to learn "secrets." LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still here in the office. I am using office resources. I have to go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8534356624431473277?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8534356624431473277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8534356624431473277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8534356624431473277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8534356624431473277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-04252009.html' title='Weekend 04.25.2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-832157731212054175</id><published>2009-04-05T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:28:25.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week 2009</title><content type='html'>Wow, Holy Week is just a breath away. Am simply here in Cainta. My folks arrived and am about to spend a very busy holiday week with them. I will be out of office next week and getting my break from a very busy work life... whew!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Summer... Summer is here... I hate the glaring sun. I am looking forward to a hot spring resort in Laguna... That simple... Just that...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will this be a break from boy toys too? Will see...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wait and see...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On another note, we were at MAKRO yesterday and I bought stuff we needed at home--- mattress, pillows, an evaporative airconditioner and a TV set... I noticed that the evaporative airconditioner does really get its water evaporating but still far from being cold... The TV set was utterly nice as I laid eyes on its 29" screen. Wow... We didn't have this large a TV before!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whew! Another whew!!! too much for spending and this holy week will be another!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-832157731212054175?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/832157731212054175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=832157731212054175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/832157731212054175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/832157731212054175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-week-2009.html' title='Holy Week 2009'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-625595884424021085</id><published>2009-03-15T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:51:52.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 14 - Bosay</title><content type='html'>Was at Bosay Resort, Antipolo with Jay and Jaypee's friends. I met Buffi. Gwapo nga!!!   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-625595884424021085?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/625595884424021085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=625595884424021085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/625595884424021085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/625595884424021085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-14-bosay.html' title='March 14 - Bosay'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3439911098876568399</id><published>2009-01-31T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:29:45.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant: gwardya ba ito o yaya?</title><content type='html'>Nasusuka na akong makita ang dalawang mag-jowa sa kapitbahay ko!!! Di ko alam kun yung babae eh gwardya ba o yaya!&lt;br /&gt;At ang eskwelahan nya yata ay RSG University na!&lt;br /&gt;Ateng, PERFECT, as in PERFECT ang attendance nya sa pagbabantay nya kay jowa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darating syang naka unipormeng pang eskwelahan sa RSG, magbibihis pang-katulong, at magbibihis estudyante ulet pagpauwi na. Obviously, hindi alam sa kanilang naglalandi sya. At pinagaaral siguro ang bilat na ito upang maglandi sa jowa nyang walang futuro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sya nga naman, hindi nga nya talaga madala ang kanyang jowa sa bahay nila dahil ito ay salat sa pinagaralan, ginawang drayber ng bayaw nya (taga hatid-sundo ng pamangkin nya, taga linis ng kotse), maitim na lumaki sa tabing dagat ng Alabat Quezon with coarse (or thick, I really don't know how to describe it, basta parang wala sa bokabularyo nya ang conditioner) hair ngunit matangkad at may hubog ang katawan. On a side note, maliit ang titi nya para sa height at built nya! Maalat pa minsan! Yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang laki ng selos ng babaitang ito sa aking kagandahan dahil nauna akong tumikim sa jowa nya, hahahaha! Ewan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakasulasok na sa mga mata ang pangitain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwede ba umalis na kayo sa paningin ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga letse!&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3439911098876568399?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3439911098876568399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3439911098876568399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3439911098876568399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3439911098876568399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/01/rant-gwardya-ba-ito-o-yaya.html' title='Rant: gwardya ba ito o yaya?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8175331507050740185</id><published>2009-01-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:19:07.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays 2008</title><content type='html'>This is waaayyy too late!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 21 - Party @ my residence for my QA Team with Ines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 25 - Warren and I met after 5 or so years. He was very drunk and you know what happened next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday of the year 2008 (Dec 27) - Tagaytay with Umai, Pola and friends. It was very windy and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday of the year 2008 (Dec 28) - with Chris (Tinog). You know what we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 2 - back to Tagytay with family. Had lunch at Terriyaki Boy. Traffic was heavy.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8175331507050740185?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8175331507050740185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8175331507050740185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8175331507050740185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8175331507050740185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidays-2008.html' title='Holidays 2008'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6592748621005797407</id><published>2008-09-16T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:38:20.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mornings</title><content type='html'>  &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Monday morning breakfast with Mark was different. This time, I get to experience having breakfast with a man out of his pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Few weeks back Dan spent his weekend over my place and we hanged-out in a bar. The shop owner was looking a lot better than the rest yet he's married and with a kid. Though looking good I have to pass. Not again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;A week or so after, he took my number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;And... yesterday morning he insisted on a breakfast with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;And now, he's bugging me. Last night he asked how I was. He asked if he could sleep at home. He asked if we would go out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Man, are you crazy??? Cool as it may seem, man go back to your wife and kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6592748621005797407?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6592748621005797407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6592748621005797407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6592748621005797407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6592748621005797407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-mornings.html' title='Monday Mornings'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-9167858927791954857</id><published>2008-09-14T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:10:16.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my heartache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: comic sans ms;" size="2"&gt;I know that you are there. Yet you choose to ignore me. And I have to come realize when I saw your recent pics that it might not be you after all. You looked so handsome on your previous pics. I bet lately you have not been taking care of yourself that much., have you? Looks like you have lost weight and you have looked like an addict. Gain back the weight, just a bit. Your deep set eyes has failed to capture my heart lately. And I noticed that your lips are getting darker. Have you been smoking hard?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanna see you. I wanna be there. &lt;br&gt;But... If I do, will I fly into your heart too? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will I see you? &lt;br&gt;Will you hug me when I see you? &lt;br&gt;Will you hold me tight in your arms and kiss me by then? &lt;br&gt;Will you? &lt;br&gt;Will you be you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Doze off... Slip into dreams... Keep me closer... I love you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-9167858927791954857?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/9167858927791954857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=9167858927791954857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9167858927791954857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9167858927791954857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-my-heartache.html' title='to my heartache'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6281759305297211327</id><published>2008-09-10T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:07:39.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lourds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday Lourds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6281759305297211327?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6281759305297211327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6281759305297211327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6281759305297211327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6281759305297211327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-lourds.html' title='Happy Birthday Lourds!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6505276619070944916</id><published>2008-09-08T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:54:24.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaawww ouch moment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;he shut-off the comments in friendster&lt;br&gt;why?&lt;br&gt;but&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;i like him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;i was hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;i feel frustrated again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;he is simply adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;how i wish i can love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;how i wish he'd feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;he is darn cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;he is like sooo my type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;HE IS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;pohtah! bad trip!&lt;br&gt;yun lang&lt;br&gt;badtrip!&lt;br&gt;waaaaaa&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6505276619070944916?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6505276619070944916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6505276619070944916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6505276619070944916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6505276619070944916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/09/aaawww-ouch-moment.html' title='aaawww ouch moment?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1300596012924352577</id><published>2008-08-31T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:48:20.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Bataan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Yes, I was there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;We were there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Wanna see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;We used two cameras, thus I have two sets for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=278644589&amp;amp;uid=3645662"&gt;Bataan 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=224497549&amp;amp;uid=3645662"&gt;Bataan 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1300596012924352577?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1300596012924352577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1300596012924352577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1300596012924352577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1300596012924352577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-to-bataan.html' title='Trip to Bataan'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3548754689363797005</id><published>2008-08-11T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:12:40.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dried Pusit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SJ@5WQoKCEwAAEGk0Ns1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJ@5WQoKCEwAAEGk0Ns1/dried-pusit.jpg?et=IonXTQYEjZhkumiR2IqRzw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;My brother is coming back from his trip to Zamboanga this afternoon and I will be getting my dried pusit pasalubong!!! Oh yeah!!! Hell yeah!!! You heard me right, darn!!! Dried pusit! Yummy!!! Get it on!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Talaaaappp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3548754689363797005?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3548754689363797005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3548754689363797005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3548754689363797005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3548754689363797005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/08/dried-pusit.html' title='Dried Pusit'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8415771401315180137</id><published>2008-08-10T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:13:02.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Music Download</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Want some free music download?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Check this out, my recent find--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://www.ampmode.com/"&gt;AmpMode.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8415771401315180137?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8415771401315180137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8415771401315180137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8415771401315180137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8415771401315180137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-music-download.html' title='Free Music Download'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2779088807325572773</id><published>2008-08-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:13:17.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Slip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;I am recently hooked into &lt;a href="http://www.happyslip.com/"&gt;Happy Slip&lt;/a&gt; (http://www.happyslip.com). I have been watching video clips over the weekday til weekend. Jhing told me about this site. Right after landing on its page I was caught by her videos of her trip to the Philippines. It was very well done. She speaks damn well. She is funny. It was just touching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Christine Gambito (a.k.a. HappySlip) was born in the US by her Filipino parents and was here when she was 1 year old. Not until recently Dept. of Tourism invited her to tour the Philippines. She has a very strong attachment to her filipino blood and ancestry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2779088807325572773?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2779088807325572773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2779088807325572773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2779088807325572773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2779088807325572773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/08/happi-slip.html' title='Happy Slip'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7367255170971734062</id><published>2008-08-03T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T13:04:33.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday: Movies I watched today</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;The Love Guru--- it's not that entertaining or hilarious.... Just so-so... The guru in this movie was trying to settle the romantic trouble of a hockey player. And what can I say, I like this hockey player! I find him so appealing! Hit me baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://www.xoxomovie.com/watch/18863/The-Love-Guru-2008.html"&gt;Watch it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Made of Honor--- this is great! Very romantic! Would wanna fall in-love again! A guy trying to win his engaged best friend! And yeah, Scotland looks so classic to live in! Wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://www.xoxomovie.com/watch/18662/Made-of-Honor-2008_part_1.html"&gt;You can follow this link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7367255170971734062?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7367255170971734062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7367255170971734062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7367255170971734062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7367255170971734062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-movies-i-watched-today.html' title='Sunday: Movies I watched today'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7184723744019726130</id><published>2008-08-03T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:55:19.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night out with SAA schoolmates</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Enrique (Iking) invited me last night to meet our former schoolmates (his friends and my soon-to-be friends)  from SAA. We were batchmates. Had to leave SAA after elementary grades and move to another high school. Glad to have seen matured faces whom I have not for almost 16 years now. They all look different! Well..... kind-a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Eumir Buban though is still Eumer. Only that he looks like a dad now. He doesn't have any kids yet. I also met Jaime Vargas (joined when they were high school).&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;It was raining though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;I followed late at night to where they are at Pioneer and drove all the way from Mandaluyong to Parañaque to drop by AirForce 1. But hell that KTV wasn't for us. Owen, Eric Codornis and Manuel were left there and we had to go back to QC. Richard Galang, Enrique, Emerson Guazon, Mary Ann Balin, Jessica (came to SAA high school so we haven't been together) and I went to Jay-J's around Metrowalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Last night I met Rea and Lourds too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Left 5:30am and got home 6am. Couldn't sleep that much. Had to watch some movies online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7184723744019726130?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7184723744019726130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7184723744019726130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7184723744019726130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7184723744019726130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/08/night-out-with-saa-schoolmates.html' title='Night out with SAA schoolmates'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3222848629485477688</id><published>2008-07-13T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T12:41:23.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy Pausch Last Lecture: Achieving Your Childhood Dreams</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Carnegie Mellon Professor Randy Pausch, who is dying from pancreatic cancer, gave his last lecture at the university Sept. 18, 2007, before a packed McConomy Auditorium. In his moving talk, "Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams," Pausch talked about his lessons learned and gave advice to students on how to achieve their own career and personal goals. For more, visit www.cmu.edu/randyslecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;"Journeys" are special University Lectures in which Carnegie Mellon faculty members share their reflections on their journeys -- the everyday actions, decisions, challenges and joys that make a life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: comic sans ms;" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/font&gt; 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"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;The horror of having the car with a power window has began. The assembly on my side has stopped responding and I just couldn't leave the car! For some weird thing it just wouldn't move anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;To the rescue were my friends from the office-- Chris, Mary, Powie and Ines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;Oh by the way, I guess Ines went to see me not because of the stalled window but to show her new hair cut done by this Japanese hair stylist which she said she and Mickey will go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;Anyway, so there it was. This morning I filed for insolvency because I had it fixed and had an alarm system installed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; "&gt;Now the alarm is something that is complicated for me and I couldn't understand its science. The manual was hard to understand because I cannot figure out where the words are coming from. But I will figure out soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1342716893842293717?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1342716893842293717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1342716893842293717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1342716893842293717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1342716893842293717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/06/power-windows.html' title='POWER Windows!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-925990932730828349</id><published>2008-06-01T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:36:39.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONDA CITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Got myself a HONDA CITY today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired and lazy to blog about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Heck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;**I would like to thank my friends, Chinky and Eric, for all their time, hard work, stress and passion in accompanying me in search of this car. To you Chinky and Eric- THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-925990932730828349?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/925990932730828349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=925990932730828349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/925990932730828349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/925990932730828349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/06/honda-city.html' title='HONDA CITY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6037359549875361987</id><published>2008-05-04T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:41:00.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MULTIPLY - mobile version</title><content type='html'>My PC's hard drive crashed. Was producing some sound while spinning. To blame my brother for being so stubborn and hooked to his online or whatevah games!&lt;br /&gt;Am using my mobile to browse some WAP sites via GPRS. Found that MULTIPLY is one of those.&lt;br /&gt;Cool, that's about it!&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6037359549875361987?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6037359549875361987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6037359549875361987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6037359549875361987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6037359549875361987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/multiply-mobile-version_4202.html' title='MULTIPLY - mobile version'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7643094280423746286</id><published>2008-04-27T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:59:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin was here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Kevin was here! We spent the whole afternoon together. I came right from work and he travelled all the way from Sta. Mesa where he's staying while reviewing for the Nursing Board. I slept after he left at about 7pm. Geez I was up for more than I could. Kev was funny to be with. He's jolly. We kidded a lot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a Saturday morning I had my Six Sigma Certification exam. God I hope to ACE it. No less than 100%.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7643094280423746286?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7643094280423746286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7643094280423746286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7643094280423746286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7643094280423746286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/kevin-was-here.html' title='Kevin was here'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3371710153019371375</id><published>2008-04-12T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:33:07.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies Watched 04.12.2008</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Horton Hears a Who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.supernovatube.com/play.php?viewkey=1964095024"&gt;HHW Part 1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.supernovatube.com/play.php?viewkey=1587629682"&gt;HHW Part 2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.supernovatube.com/play.php?viewkey=1252432173"&gt;HHW Part 3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Superhero Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=557"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Superhero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=557"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=556"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Superhero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=556"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=555"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Superhero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=555"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.supernovatube.com/play.php?viewkey=a3e988c2af215d4e544d"&gt;Watch Juno  here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All these courtesy of Movie6.net&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3371710153019371375?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3371710153019371375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3371710153019371375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3371710153019371375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3371710153019371375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/movies-watched-04122008.html' title='Movies Watched 04.12.2008'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4516486457795565005</id><published>2008-03-31T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:56:22.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-BuxQoKCEwAAB5EO4o1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-BuxQoKCEwAAB5EO4o1/Nokia%205070.jpg?et=nZ%2CcmICdDyaVhchuef%2ChTA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4516486457795565005?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4516486457795565005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4516486457795565005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4516486457795565005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4516486457795565005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-new-toy.html' title='my new toy'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2522216777153318785</id><published>2008-03-31T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:08:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eSnips</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com//web/rachel-pelikula/?widget=cup"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.esnips.com//widget/?objectType=folderthumbbackground&amp;objectUUID=a49b72b7-1ba4-4679-8909-2190f6ff6db6&amp;resourceName=folderThumb_0_cup&amp;backgroundURL=cup.gif&amp;thumbLeft=37&amp;thumbTop=81&amp;widgetThumb=same_as_id" title="pelikula on eSnips.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;I stored some of the movies I have downloaded and watched here. Check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2522216777153318785?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2522216777153318785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2522216777153318785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2522216777153318785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2522216777153318785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/esnips.html' title='eSnips'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6503140573290016811</id><published>2008-03-26T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:55:25.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inconvenient Truth (Al Gore talks about Global Warming)</title><content type='html'>     &lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9jJQ_ij5Tc/R4MDkZL1ngI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RW_47zPpUiU/s320/truth.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152966322412690946" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***I urge you all to blog about, post, talk about, share, simply act on this. Watch it. It is a great clip to think of.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Director Davis Guggenheim eloquently weaves the science of global warming with Mr. Gore’s personal history and lifelong commitment to reversing the effects of global climate change. A longtime advocate for the environment, Gore presents a wide array of facts and information in a thoughtful and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;compelling&lt;/span&gt; way. “Al Gore strips his presentations of politics, laying out the facts for the audience to draw their own conclusions in a charming, funny and engaging style, and by the end has everyone on the edge of their seats, gripped by his haunting message,” said Guggenheim. An Inconvenient Truth is not a story of despair but rather a rallying cry to protect the one earth we all share. “It is now clear that we face a deepening global climate crisis that requires us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;act boldly, quickly, and wisely&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/co00XMTM3MDg4MDQ==/v.swf"&gt;WATCH MOVIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.tudou.com/player/player.swf?iid=5503635"&gt;PART 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.tudou.com/player/player.swf?iid=5503675"&gt;PART 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.tudou.com/player/player.swf?iid=5503690"&gt;PART 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.tudou.com/player/player.swf?iid=5503697"&gt;PART 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.tudou.com/player/player.swf?iid=5503718"&gt;PART 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6503140573290016811?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6503140573290016811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6503140573290016811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6503140573290016811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6503140573290016811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/inconvenient-truth-al-gore-talks-about.html' title='An Inconvenient Truth (Al Gore talks about Global Warming)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9jJQ_ij5Tc/R4MDkZL1ngI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RW_47zPpUiU/s72-c/truth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4634258969413548533</id><published>2008-03-26T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:09:32.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin and the Chipmunks</title><content type='html'>   &lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9jJQ_ij5Tc/R4utJJL1oPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0aFEemzOT8s/s320/chip.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155404571051663602" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In a tree farm, three musically inclined chipmunks, Alvin, Simon and Theodore, find their tree cut down and sent to Los Angeles. Once there, they meet the frustrated songwriter David Seville, and despite a poor house wrecking first impression, they impress him with their singing talent. Seeing the opportunity for success, both human and chipmunks make a pact for them to sing his songs. While that ambition proves a frustrating struggle with the difficult trio, the dream does come true after all. However, that success presents its own trials as their unscrupulous record executive, Ian Hawke, plans to break up this family to exploit the boys. Can Dave and the Chipmunks discover what they really value amid the superficial glamor around them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.tudou.com/playlist/playindex.do?lid=2405410&amp;iid=12747278"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;WATCH MOVIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4634258969413548533?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4634258969413548533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4634258969413548533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4634258969413548533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4634258969413548533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/alvin-and-chipmunks.html' title='Alvin and the Chipmunks'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R9jJQ_ij5Tc/R4utJJL1oPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/0aFEemzOT8s/s72-c/chip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5154389230934736053</id><published>2008-03-25T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:40:59.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Sex</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.rottentomatoes.com/images/movie/coverv/95/251495.jpg" align="left" height="140" width="95"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;AFTER SEX is an edgy relationship comedy that uses sex as a background to examine intimacy and vulnerability. It’s a humorous, yet honest look at the complexity of modern day relationships told through nine separate couples. Through witty dialogue and compromising situations, the film takes us from the beginning of a relationship to the aftermath of one, and examines every stage in between while somehow finding humor within the drama, heartache and confusion of it all. What is learned about human emotions and vulnerability is enlightening and entertainingly sexy and fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.fliqz.com/public/aspx/playerdefault.aspx?vid=4ad483d72a634021b4d1aaa74d5969ec"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.fliqz.com/public/aspx/playerdefault.aspx?vid=4ad483d72a634021b4d1aaa74d5969ec"&gt;PART 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.fliqz.com/public/aspx/playerdefault.aspx?vid=8d37287ac3844f0dae13d93caad23618"&gt;PART 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.fliqz.com/public/aspx/playerdefault.aspx?vid=ef8fe6cb57c74d36a075125c36df727b"&gt;PART 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5154389230934736053?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5154389230934736053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5154389230934736053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5154389230934736053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5154389230934736053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/after-sex.html' title='After Sex'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-980773747826678036</id><published>2008-03-24T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:25:52.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='al pacino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='88 minutes'/><title type='text'>88 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9jJQ_ij5Tc/R4utYZL1oQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ADkBQrjVaUI/s1600/88.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;In Seattle, the successful forensic psychiatrist and college professor Jack Gramm is in evidence since he was responsible for the condemnation of the serial killer Jon Forster, influencing the jury to sentence him to the death row. Jon accuses Jack of manipulation, inducing one witness and sister of one of his victims to testify against him. On the eve of Jon’s execution, Jack receives a phone call telling him that he has only eighty-eight minutes of life, while a killer is copycatting Jon, killing women with the same “modus-operandi” and is investigated by Seattle Slayer Task Force. With the support of his former wife and associated Shelly Barnes, the FBI agent and his friend Frank Parks and his assistant Kim Cummings, Jack investigate some weird and problematic students, a security guard of the campus and the woman with whom he had one night stand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/nNQVq6ShWak/"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/11A5hik_FUA/"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/C50SO-g-ZWs/"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/It9Mzz48FIU/"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-980773747826678036?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/980773747826678036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=980773747826678036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/980773747826678036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/980773747826678036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/88-minutes.html' title='88 Minutes'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9jJQ_ij5Tc/R4utYZL1oQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ADkBQrjVaUI/s72-c/88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7268542643093985648</id><published>2008-03-24T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:31:17.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice league'/><title type='text'>Justice League Movie 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/1/12/1695135/league.jpg" border="0"&gt;Justice League: The New Frontier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Adapting the award-winning DC Comics miniseries DC: THE NEW FRONTIER by Darwyn Cooke, Justice League: The New Frontier spins a tale of the DC Universe in the 1950s, focusing on test pilot Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) and the Martian Manhunter. The story also features other DC characters, including Barry Allen (the Flash), Superman, Wonder Woman, Batman, and many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://www.supernovatube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1432834943"&gt;Watch this movie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt; I just did. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7268542643093985648?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7268542643093985648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7268542643093985648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7268542643093985648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7268542643093985648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/justice-league-movie-2008.html' title='Justice League Movie 2008'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5304062261420370574</id><published>2008-03-24T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:20:09.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strawberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baguio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy week'/><title type='text'>Holy Week 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R@cJjgoKCEwAABTvd881"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@cJjgoKCEwAABTvd881/46.JPG?et=s0QOZZmUorQUNXJ601Kbsw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/photos/album/27/Holy_Week_2008"&gt;Holy Week 2008 pictures here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Will blog about it next time or when I feel like talking about it.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5304062261420370574?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5304062261420370574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5304062261420370574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5304062261420370574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5304062261420370574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-week-2008.html' title='Holy Week 2008'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2379433183821092819</id><published>2008-03-17T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:21:02.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Bad Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R93SAwoKCEwAAGt5kyo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R93SAwoKCEwAAGt5kyo1/Bad%20Company.jpg?et=OuNKF6%2C4DNvtjYM0PYcbrQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Another movie to watch: BAD COMPANY with Chris Rock. Stream it &lt;a href="http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_cc00XMTI0MzQ2NDg=.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Hope it remains available for some time 'til you get to this blog/page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2379433183821092819?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2379433183821092819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2379433183821092819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2379433183821092819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2379433183821092819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-company.html' title='Bad Company'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8642463985399991</id><published>2008-03-17T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:21:35.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vantage point'/><title type='text'>Vantage Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R93QZwoKCEwAAEI6OxY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R93QZwoKCEwAAEI6OxY1/Vantage%20Point.jpg?et=Usv%2Cj6YptvQ5DJGCr5BF6Q&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One of the movies I watched over the weekend was Vantage Point.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With a Rashomon narrative style, the attempted assassination of the president is told from five different perspectives. In Spain to give a speech announcing an anti-terrorism initiative, the U. S. President (William Hurt) is apparently shot. The action tracks Secret Service agent Thomas Barnes (Dennis Quaid) as he deals with the chaos following the shooting. We see the event first through the eyes of the television news director (Sigourney Weaver), then the scenes rewind and we see it again from several different perspectives.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Great movie to watch too!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Again, found it at &lt;a href="http://www.moviesniffing.net/2008/02/vantage-point.html"&gt;Moviesniffing&lt;/a&gt;. Click on one of the links on the page to stream the movie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8642463985399991?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8642463985399991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8642463985399991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8642463985399991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8642463985399991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/vantage-point.html' title='Vantage Point'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-1903152311846984269</id><published>2008-03-17T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:22:05.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meet the spartans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Meet The Spartans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R93ODAoKCEwAABMMNzo1/spartans.jpg?et=p3Pmss0NPQo1e7GWGWvo9g&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The heroic Leonidas, armed with nothing but leather underwear and a cape, leads a ragtag group of 13–count ‘em, 13!–Spartans to defend their homeland against the invading Persians (whose ranks include Ghost Rider, Rocky Balboa, the Transformers, and a hunchbacked Paris Hilton–no one is safe when the Spartans take on the biggest icons in pop culture).&lt;br&gt;Found this movie at &lt;a href="http://www.moviesniffing.net/2008/01/meet-the-spartans.html"&gt;moviesniffing&lt;/a&gt;. The link that I used to stream the movie is &lt;a href="http://static.youku.com/v/swf/qplayer.swf?VideoIDS=XMTc2MzA3Njg&amp;embedid=-&amp;showAd=0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Watch it! Enjoy! And melt your heart out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-1903152311846984269?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1903152311846984269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=1903152311846984269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1903152311846984269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/1903152311846984269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-spartans.html' title='Meet The Spartans'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4044914543103652847</id><published>2008-03-16T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:17:08.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 pigs and a baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>3 Pigs and a BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Another feel-good movie. This is for kids though. So for those young at heart, here's one for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://shopping.yahoo.com/video/images/muze/dvd/sm/57/1738057.jpg" alt="3 PiGS and a BABY" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v6250334RzWMT7cd"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v6250336WkB3XwTK"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v6250335y9SSAnFd"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/videos/v62503333pe4YeMM"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4044914543103652847?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4044914543103652847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4044914543103652847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4044914543103652847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4044914543103652847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-pigs-and-baby.html' title='3 Pigs and a BABY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5042383659044207954</id><published>2008-03-16T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:22:50.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*888'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotline'/><title type='text'>BEWARE: SMART *888 Customer Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt; I have called SMART's Hotline too rarely. In those few occasions I have compared the service I received from SMART and GLOBE. So far, SMART's Customer Care is the WORST, ever! Wait time is horrible, for one. Add to that the atrocity that the persons answering your calls give. Damn! Not only do they lack english skills but they also lack the information that you need! They would answer rhetorically. Apart from that these people really have attitudes! They don't know how to handle calls. Imagine one Rep telling me to properly use the phone or else they would drop the call and the moment I said "Excuse me" after that was thin air! Voila! She was gone! They are really horrible as monsters and very atrocious! I almost have my calls dropped the moment I speak English and ask them to repeat what they have just said due to poor grammar. They make me sick and nose-bleed! I tell you... Before you call this *888 number with your mobile phone get a glass of water, turn your air conditioning to the max, grab a pain reliever or worse something for the heart. Think more than twice! I am warning you!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5042383659044207954?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5042383659044207954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5042383659044207954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5042383659044207954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5042383659044207954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/beware-smart-888-customer-care.html' title='BEWARE: SMART *888 Customer Care'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8295551634548910515</id><published>2008-03-15T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:24:07.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alicia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Alicia Silverstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src='http://www.peta.org/feat/alicia_psa/swf/alicia_veg.swf' quality='high' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' allowscriptaccess='never' height='255' width='335'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alicia Silverstone’s Sexy Veggie PSA&lt;br&gt;Order a FREE vegetarian starter kit at &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.goveg.com/order.asp?c=gvaliciavsk"&gt;GoVeg.com&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Dr. Dolittle: Tail To The Chief is a 2008 American comedy film, starring Kyla Pratt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;The movie tells us not to give up, that failures are a part of success and what is important is what we do with the failures after it happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;"Keep swinging!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;"We have nothing to fear but fear itself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;"Failure is a part of life even for successful people. The trick is, what are you gonna do about the failure? Are you gonna quit or are you gonna keep on swingin'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8946305263771735879?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8946305263771735879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8946305263771735879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8946305263771735879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8946305263771735879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/dr-dolittle-tail-to-chief.html' title='Dr. Dolittle: Tail To The Chief'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-2714601050974535500</id><published>2008-03-02T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:46:51.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baguio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panagbenga 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfolding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pao'/><title type='text'>Panagbenga 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt; I swear I had no idea when I said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; to the trip to Baguio that it was for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panagbenga 2008&lt;/span&gt;, much to my surprise! Just in time with the Nursing Board's release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;While having my feet done Ate was overjoyed with the results of the exam. She passed the board, finally! And so I oferred to treat her to Baguio City. I was going there anyway and travelling single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;*Without much ado, Paul, She, Ate and I went to Baguio Friday afternoon (Feb 22) via the 2pm Victory Liner trip. The travel was a bit gruesome at 7 hrs arriving Baguio at past 9pm. My back ached! It was biting cold. Yes, the gush of wind was seeping through my bones, trembling. My thin frame was shaking and looking for the warmth of another human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;*We stopped at Mocha Blends to have coffee while waiting for the ride to Paul's house. To my surprise someone called Pau saying that there was a dare for a meet-and-greet thing. Pau's "Boo" was there too! Another boylet in the making! Pau's place was a 15-20 minute drive away from town. The place is called IRISAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Noteworthy was Pau's handsome teen-age brother &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Tadj&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't have his pic though. Bad. Sinalubong nya si "ate." How sweet. I fell inlove. Love-at-first-sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;We went out the following day, Saturday, and watched the Parade. I ate strawberry taho to which I suspected as the culprit for my sore throat that lasted until I arrived Manila without any relief. Same day we went to Strawberry Farm. The vendors know how to appease customers. Ako nga binola na nagpa-rebond eh! The stalls are right along the way and the items from all sorts are cheap. Of course, all Baguio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Wasn't really feeling well any longer. Had to buy medicines and gargle too often. Drink lotsa water. Until the following day came I had to shift medicines to antihistamine for my Allergic Rhinitis. Until I arrived Manila not feeling relieved at all. I had my Doctor's call this morning. We shifted to another medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Anyway, we also stopped at SM Baguio (the loft area was great). Dined at ZOLA. Had the chance to eat at a posh Japanese Resto (Emperor's Court, parang kainan sa loob ng motel). Drank at Ala Carte Grill and Bar. Sang at Red Lion (Legarda). Filled our tanks at CALTEX Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;*At Red Lion the room was co-occupied by screaming mommas! They were wild like Pros. Old as they look. Pero maasim.&lt;br /&gt;*My savings ATM Card was lost. So I ran into a dilemma of cash shortage and had to resort to choosing places to dine and unwind that accepts the credit card. While Ate was a victim of pick-pocket loosing her MENTOS, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Pau was unbelievable. He had 2 men going gaggah over HIM. Samantalang nilangaw ang beauty ko. HE was too busy with HIS men that we barely had time to rampa! Unlike Juno who has a world of his own, I am not crazy! Ask Pau about Mokz and Jojit. See the pics! Grabe! Pinagaagawan sya ng isang PILAY at isang BI. May rhyme pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;We missed watching the floral parade coz (1) they were busy drinking the night before until early morning ( I went home ahead to rest) and (2) it was raining! Oh we have been drinking every night pala. And they were drinking heavily. I had to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;The weather was really cold! Imagine fog at ground zero during noon!&lt;br /&gt;*Baguio was simply CROWDED specially Session Rd. Seem like Baguio was so small that it was ONLY Session Rd that people know of.&lt;br /&gt;*Taking panoramic pictures is one of the best things you can do in Baguio. I just didn't have the right camera for that though and barely had training on how to get these pictures with the right exposures.&lt;br /&gt;*Before leaving they served Pinekpekan, hahaha. Kidding. Don't know how they spell it!&lt;br /&gt;*Leg room of the bus going back to Manila was cramped. Seats were closer compared to the previous bus but the ride was faster at 5 hrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-2714601050974535500?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2714601050974535500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=2714601050974535500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2714601050974535500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/2714601050974535500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/panagbenga-2008.html' title='Panagbenga 2008'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7798694021788580594</id><published>2008-02-12T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:13:00.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one more chance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>One More Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: comic sans ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I rarely watch pinoy flicks but this darn movie as recommended by Riza made me cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;The hopeless romantic that I am...&lt;br /&gt;I have been crying for almost 3/4 (or more) of the showtime of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have sleep from work yet!&lt;br /&gt;It has caused my headache for which I am not mad about!&lt;br /&gt;Coz this damn movie is one hell of a shit for making me cry all the while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One More Chance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7798694021788580594?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7798694021788580594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7798694021788580594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7798694021788580594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7798694021788580594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-more-chance.html' title='One More Chance'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3584713802069477317</id><published>2008-02-10T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:54:35.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hsbc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunlop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='southmall'/><title type='text'>Feb 9, Saturday fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;I opened an HSBC Classic account with HSBC Savings Bank in Valle Verde. At the same time I requested for an HSBC Classic VISA Card. This is a secured credit card. How it works is like I have a guaranteed amount with the bank. Eighty percent (80%) of my savings amount is my credit limit. That said the approval was very fast. I opened the account on a Thursday noon and the courier was at our doorsteps Sunday morning with the VISA Card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R66z2woKCEwAACq@HFc1/visa.gif?et=SYcpMrVri8O1srRbnhrgzg&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Yesterday, Riza, Troy and I went to Southmall to attend Georgia's kid's christening. The flux at SLEX was unnerving that we didn't make it to church. And so we headed to SM Southmall and had merienda at Barrio Fiesta (the reception).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Oh boy, Troy's new card is grand and dazzling! Geez! I wanna have my own! Darn! He's rich while I can barely breath! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorkytroy.multiply.com/photos/album/114/Georgina.binyagan#20"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 111px" height="111" src="http://images.dorkytroy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/114/500x500/20/DSC_1903.jpg?et=LOHp1EcZ6TePKh0uZ%2BwJwQ&amp;amp;nmid=81969320" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;By the way, talking about Troy, he is still obstreperous and boisterous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FONT-FAMILY: comic sans ms" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Before going home Riza and I dropped by TIMEX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;(Southmall) and claimed the DUNLOP Sens 1 watch that came free with the HSBC VISA Card.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="alignright" style="WIDTH: 71px; HEIGHT: 102px" src="http://images.damnprettyrachel.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R660KgoKCEwAADMbSsM1/Dunlop%20Sens1.jpg?et=WjFrQltUZ6jF31PYyuwzfA&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Arriving at Cainta, I have to drop by the supermarket to swipe the card. I mean to buy some house supplies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FONT-FAMILY: comic sans ms" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt; I was so tired upon getting home. I felt dizzy upon waking up and so I thought I was pregnant only for me to remember that I barely ate last night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FONT-FAMILY: comic sans ms" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;I have been looking for images of these cards online coz I do not have a scanner but I am finding it hard! I love how the HSBC cards look like. They're striking!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;** I am eating oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and polvoron now from a stall in Banchetto **&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3584713802069477317?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3584713802069477317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3584713802069477317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3584713802069477317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3584713802069477317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/feb-9-saturday-fever.html' title='Feb 9, Saturday fever'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4946212416607376849</id><published>2008-02-04T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:30:32.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbroken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfolding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>40 Days: + Jay Russell B. Arjona +</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Dec 25 to Feb 4, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I began to count... Realized, 40 days... It has been 40 days since his demise from my life. I remember looking at the calendar months back with the same thought, it has been 40 days since we were together. It has been 40 days of agonizing pain. A day more and I have surpassed the 40 days of Christ's passion. I have weathered the emotions. And now, looking back at those more than 40 days is alleviating. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know who you are. Thank you for absorbing all the anguish that I had. I am so grateful for the support and the long talks that we had. For listening to the sunny moments of this fairytale romance up to its stormy end.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Relationships has taught me to endure, made me rich in flavor and be robust. We love and yet again we love though we know it might hurt. As mortals, pain is part of life. We sacrifice because we wanted to cherish a lasting relationship. Until we can no more. We never forget the ones we love. Yes, I still love him and I always will.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to appreciate ALL those who have played an active role in my life since I decided to end it. It has been a journey of life and so we MUST go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4946212416607376849?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4946212416607376849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4946212416607376849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4946212416607376849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4946212416607376849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/40-days-jay-russell-b-arjona.html' title='40 Days: + Jay Russell B. Arjona +'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4603703577428836070</id><published>2008-02-04T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:33:16.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='download'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart bro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utorrent'/><title type='text'>uTorrent Download</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;I was downloading the recent episode of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smallville &lt;/span&gt;(Season 7 Episode 10) few minutes ago. I was sooo thrilled. Oh boy, the download was very fast (compared to my previous download experiences). I have been using SMART Bro and my download speed never got this better! Imagine I used to have about 40kbps... And when I checked my client was hungry for bandwidth at over 250kbps! And so I added the latest episode of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt; (Season 2 Episode 11). It got even better at over 300kbps! Probably because there were many seeds and leechers. So whenever the episodes are released I really have to grab them fast coz the seeds and leechers are peaking at 1,000 plus! This might have made it faster. Cool &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh boy! Downloading was never this fun before! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta watch the episodes muna! See yah later! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4603703577428836070?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4603703577428836070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4603703577428836070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4603703577428836070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4603703577428836070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/utorrent-download.html' title='uTorrent Download'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-514943739604533732</id><published>2008-02-03T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T10:04:49.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Why Don't Men Talk Like Women Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="author"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/relationships/4/why-dont-men-talk-like-women-do#author_bio"&gt;David Zinczenko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="byline"&gt;From his book, "Men, Love &amp;amp; Sex: The Complete User's Guide for Women"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="byline"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="byline"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Here's a great irony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Men, in general, are happy in their relationships. And yet women -- the very people responsible for making guys so happy -- spend a great deal of time fretting over whether their men want to stay in the relationship or are waiting to catch the next bus out of it. Indeed, women spend so much time fretting that they often ask men to talk more about ... gasp! ... their feelings. And the one thing that can make a contented guy discontented is being asked to talk about his feelings. It's like cooking up a great souffle, and then opening the oven to check on it -- and presto, the souffle goes flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's not that you should never ask a man about his feelings. But it's all about technique: you need to coax him to that place where he can share; pushing him just makes him stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em class="subhead" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em  class="subhead" style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't use the f-word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The problem for a lot of guys is that talking feelings with a woman is like talking French with a native Parisian. No matter how hard we study, we'll never master the language with quite the same fluency. So you need to make things a little simpler for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;From our end, we'd prefer that you don't directly ask about the "f-word" -- feelings.  Say the word feelings to a man and it's like clipping your toenails during a striptease -- total turn-off. The reason? We have feelings, but we don't have the access to them that you do. So every conversation that's pointedly about our feelings seems to us like the last 15 minutes of "Law &amp;amp;amp; Order," where we're the perp and you're the clever detective, poking a finger in our face and hinting that you know just a little more than we do. And you do know a little more than we do. You know how you feel. And we don't know how we feel. So if you want us to talk, then help us speak your language -- by speaking a little of ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The point: If you want us to answer questions about what we're feeling, then stop asking about how we're feeling. Instead, watch how we behave, and where our interests lie. And be open about your feelings. The more you show comfort in expressing yourself, the more he'll do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;How do I know where the relationship is going?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel like I've hit a snag in a relationship with my boyfriend. We've been seeing each other for a few months. Everything was really great in the beginning. Now, it seems like we've fallen into that typical relationship routine. We see each other during the week, rent a movie on Fridays, and usually have sex twice a week (once after the movie). He's nice to me and treats me well, but I'd like to get things back to where they were. He tells me everything's fine, assures me he cares about me, and tells me not to worry about it. But I still do because what he says is one thing but what happens week to week is another. Any idea what he's thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Yeah. He's thinking exactly what he's saying, which is that everything's fine. "Women think that not talking about the relationship means there are problems, but it's the opposite for men. If we're not talking about it, it means we're happy," says Conner, 32. So the real question is not "What's he thinking?" It's "What are you thinking?" If you're content with the relationship you've got, then relax and enjoy it. And if you want more, say so. "If a man loves a woman, he'll prove it with daily action not just words," says Jimmy, 27. Either he'll step up to the plate, or what he's giving now is all he's got -- and maybe you need to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em face="comic sans ms" class="subhead"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Why don't guys answer emotional questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got a good friend who recently left her husband. They have one child who's eight, and my friend and her ex are now in this bitter disagreement about custody, about money, about who gets to see the daughter when. When I told my husband about it, I asked him how he felt about it, because these are really serious issues, and I figured he'd have really serious thoughts on them. Instead, he just sat there, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "That sucks." Does the man have no feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of course he has feelings, and he told you what they were: He feels the situation sucks. Oh, but wait ... you were looking for something more. Here's the problem: You wanted him to tune into your concerns, but the signal you were sending was fuzzier than a pirate radio station. It's the old "feelings" conundrum again. If you want to ask him how he'd handle a custody issue, then ask him how he'd handle a custody issue. If you want to know if he thinks it's wrong for one partner to give up on a marriage, then ask him about that. But don't ask him about his feelings and expect him to surmise that your telling him a story about the neighbors is some Aesop's fable for your relationship. "We're simple. Please, no hints or assumptions," says D.J., 26. "Say what you mean, mean what you say. Don't make us guess as if we know what you are trying to say or feel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;D.J.'s a bit of a wishful thinker. Just as men like direct, problem A/solution B equations, women seem to take a more poetic and metaphorical approach to communication. That's why communication between the sexes is so much work. To men, dealing with hypotheticals is fun when we're talking about pennant races and the stock market, not when you're asking us to project how we'd feel about anything really serious, like a breakup or infidelity or pizza toppings. In that case, direct questions will get you the answers you want: let's stay together, I'll be faithful forever, and no anchovies, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;Why can't a guy just plan out our future?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My husband and I have two kids, a boy and a girl, ages three and six. I'm tired of taking the pill, so I've tried talking to my husband about other options. Specifically, I asked him if he wanted more kids. (I could go either way.) And if he didn't, then we should talk about a vasectomy. But he can't decide whether he wants more children, and he doesn't seem too thrilled with the idea of getting the vasectomy. Why doesn't he just tell me what he wants so then we can come up with some kind of game plan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your question contains this interesting phrase: "I could go either way." It sounds like you and your husband are both comfortable in a pair of flip-flops. In our polls and surveys, we've asked men about the vasectomy issue. John, 41, has been talking about a vasectomy with his wife, but they're having trouble getting at the root of who really wants to do what. "Neither of us will come right out and say we're done having kids. She thinks me not signing right up for the operation somehow means that I have this evil master plan: that if I dump her, I'll be able to have kids with some 22-year-old bimbo. But I just don't want to get one, because neither of us have closed the door on having kids, and if she's up for it, I'm up for it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The fact is that men hate admitting that they don't have a plan, and with complex issues like this, it's hard for a guy to decide, unilaterally, the rest of both your lives. He's going to flip and flop like a beached sea bass until he knows for certain. And then, one day, he's just going to announce his decision.I know, it's hard living with us. Just don't try living without us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;Masculinity mastered: what you now know about men&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Feelings" is our f-word&lt;/em&gt;. Bleep it out of your conversational repertoire. Try pointed questions like "What do you think about...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We feel everything's okay&lt;/em&gt; when we're not talking about feelings. When we're talking about feelings, we feel everything's on the rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backed into a corner&lt;/em&gt;, we won't let you into our heads. Give us some space and we'll let you in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;Say this tonight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sexiest thing&lt;/em&gt; a woman ever said to Dale, 32: "What would you like for breakfast?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sexiest thing&lt;/em&gt; Tricia, 28, ever said to a man: "I wish I could have you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;Say this, not that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say this&lt;/em&gt;: "What do you think about that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt;: "How do you feel about that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because&lt;/em&gt;: He knows how to answer the first question, but the second one makes him nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say this&lt;/em&gt;: "I wish I could say this in a way that makes more sense to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt;: "You don't understand me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because&lt;/em&gt;: Miscommunication is a two-way street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say this&lt;/em&gt;: "Let's go for a drive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt;: "Let's sit down and talk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because&lt;/em&gt;: Men are less tense when they're doing something physical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say anything&lt;/em&gt;: Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt;: Ten times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because&lt;/em&gt;: To a guy, repetition makes a statement meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;What it means when....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He says&lt;/em&gt;, "I love you" for the first time (not during sex).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He does&lt;/em&gt;. And he thought it long before he ever said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He says&lt;/em&gt;, "Fine," in response to a question about how his day was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fine&lt;/em&gt;. If something significant happened, he'll tell you -- in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He says&lt;/em&gt;, "Five," when you ask him how many women he's slept with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twelve&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;Wondering woman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why is it so hard for guys to write a personal message in a birthday card? Every year all I get is "Love, Jim." Five minutes on the way back from the drugstore doesn't give a whole lot of time to come up with something clever. Plus, he'd rather let a nice dinner and a show do the talking for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: comic sans ms;" class="subhead"&gt;Male mysteries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;27&lt;/em&gt;: Percentage of men who say they primarily fight with their wives or girlfriends about the fact that they don't share or talk about their feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;65&lt;/em&gt;: Percentage of men who don't want their partners to ask more questions about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;" class="yperContentPara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excerpted by permission&lt;/em&gt; from "Men, Love and Sex, The Complete User's Guide for Women" by David Zinczenko with Ted Spiker; Rodale, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="author_bio"&gt;&lt;em id="1"&gt;David Zinczenko&lt;/em&gt; is editor in chief of Men's Health and editorial director of the new magazine Best Life, a magazine for affluent, 40-plus men. He co-wrote The New York Times bestseller the "&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopping.yahoo.com/p___3004742584"&gt;The Abs Diet&lt;/a&gt;," and "&lt;a href="http://shopping.yahoo.com/p___3004753757"&gt;Men, Love &amp;amp;amp; Sex: The Complete User's Guide for Women&lt;/a&gt;," which offers up hundreds of insights on how men think, feel, and behave. Look for David's &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/experts/menlovesex"&gt;Yahoo! Health blog&lt;/a&gt; where he explores anything and everything that has to do with men, women, sex, and relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-514943739604533732?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/514943739604533732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=514943739604533732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/514943739604533732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/514943739604533732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-don-men-talk-like-women-do.html' title='Why Don&amp;#39;t Men Talk Like Women Do?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-9136543308094575162</id><published>2008-02-02T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:56:57.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harte-hanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><title type='text'>First week at Harte-Hanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;One word: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BUSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonym: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HECTIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work area is enclosed. You see no windows. You don't see the outside world. You have no view of a sunrise or a sunset. You barely feel that you have to eat. There's alotta food! You barely notice that you have to go home. Work. Work. Work. With open internet access I wasn't able to BLOG at all. There is no MSN IM and YM. The Lotus Notes Mail is better than the TELUS/Amber Webmail. I am surrounded by men! I did not get to see my friends. I barely talked to them. I received an escalation. I have to let go of a QA (downsize). Told that I only have 1 QA for a single account with 3 LOBs and about 30 agents. Goodluck!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO OUTGOING&lt;/span&gt; Phone Calls like I used to!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-9136543308094575162?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/9136543308094575162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=9136543308094575162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9136543308094575162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/9136543308094575162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-week-at-harte-hanks.html' title='First week at Harte-Hanks'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-4524350972930097880</id><published>2008-01-29T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:04:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USE</title><content type='html'>  &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;When one tells you via SMS that you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USELESS&lt;/span&gt; how would you retort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Why would they text you on the first place if you were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USELESS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;And if you were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USEFUL&lt;/span&gt; would that not make them a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USER&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: comic sans ms;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;user&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;noun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;a person who makes use of a thing; someone who uses or employs something &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;2. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;a person who uses something or someone selfishly or unethically [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/exploiter"&gt;exploiter&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;3. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;a person who takes drugs [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/drug%20user"&gt;drug user&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;American Psychological Association (APA):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;user. (n.d.). &lt;i&gt;WordNet® 3.0&lt;/i&gt;. Retrieved January 29, 2008,  from Dictionary.com website: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/user"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/user&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-4524350972930097880?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4524350972930097880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=4524350972930097880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4524350972930097880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/4524350972930097880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/use.html' title='USE'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-6666451587707597013</id><published>2008-01-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T06:42:47.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAY CHRONICLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;I came across the following blogs worth sharing related to my previous thoughts on Gay relationships as appended on my post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: comic sans ms;" href="http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-madness.html"&gt;FRIDAY MADNESS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:2;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bikolanongtsekwangbakla.blogspot.com/2008/01/gay-bloggers-chorva-on-relasyong-m2m_21.html"&gt;Gay Blogger's Chorva on Relasyong M2M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:2;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reynaelena.com/2008/01/20/my-relationship-with-marc/"&gt;Reyna Elena Dot Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Found on these pages are links to related posts. So basically these are like networks of posts on the issue. Read on. Be educated. Be entertained. I was. I was touched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not done reading yet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-6666451587707597013?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6666451587707597013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=6666451587707597013' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6666451587707597013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/6666451587707597013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/gay-chronicles.html' title='GAY CHRONICLES'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-8920381783921544136</id><published>2008-01-27T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:38:09.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kowtable Kowts</title><content type='html'> &lt;ul style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;We go through life thinking someone else will make us happy. But we're wrong. Happiness is our job. We just need someone else to share it with.&lt;br&gt;~Diana&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.i.LOVE.you.RALPH. (repeated 8 times)&lt;br&gt;~Cesar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am wanted by many&lt;br&gt;I am looking at some&lt;br&gt;I am taken by none&lt;br&gt;But I am waiting for one&lt;br&gt;~Troy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;hmmm.. I wish you were mine&lt;br&gt;~Cesar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.wala. i like you lang.&lt;br&gt;~Cesar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.seriously. i think im starting to fall for you&lt;br&gt;~Cesar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;A Little Girl's Prayer:&lt;br&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br&gt;Please send clothes for the poor women who don't even have bra and panties in my kuya's magazine.&lt;br&gt;Amen.&lt;br&gt;~Jay (my brother)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.i dunno. bsta everytime i read your messages my heart beats so fast e&lt;br&gt;~Cesar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;When I think about what love has brought me I remember the times that my only refugee was alcohol. It helped me forget about my pain and my misery. I forgot about the person I have given the power to hurt me. Experience has taught me to be wise and I keep with me one hard earned lesson amidst my drunken stupor--- giving too much of myself to somebody is almost the same as suicide.&lt;br&gt;~Diana&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;When I was in Grade school my teacher told me to write what I wanted to be when I grow up. I wrote "HAPPY." She told me I didn't understand the assignment. I told her she didn't understand life.&lt;br&gt;~George&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Don't make the same mistake twice. Marami pang kasalanan jan, try mo yung iba.&lt;br&gt;~Troy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It's better to enjoy life committing MISTAKES and LEARN rather than PLAYING SAFE in your entire life and learned NOTHING at all.&lt;br&gt;~Troy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If only words were that easy to speak. If only wounds heal in a matter of seconds. Then, maybe, falling won't hurt like hell and loving won't sound stupid.&lt;br&gt;~Troy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Define COMPLICATED. It's when you don't know where you stand in a person's life;&lt;br&gt;It's when you're hanging in dead air and knowing you can be thrown off anytime;&lt;br&gt;It's when you're like more than friends but not really and;&lt;br&gt;It's like you're lovers when it's really otherwise.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes you would want to wish to have never met the person at all but at the back of your mind you're thankful you have.&lt;br&gt;~Troy&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: comic sans ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-8920381783921544136?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8920381783921544136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=8920381783921544136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8920381783921544136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/8920381783921544136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/kowtable-kowts.html' title='Kowtable Kowts'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-7195368244750903402</id><published>2008-01-27T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:56:41.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Split personality</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Female persona:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;The craze on my SMART mobile has gone down since Kevin and I last night had disagreement over certain issues. He said that he cancelled sending his pic to my email coz he was unsure if I were being true to him or not and that he doesn't know me at all and wanted to be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;safe&lt;/span&gt;." And so we're back to the old topic of him coming over and pressuring me to go home just to see me. Kevin has been behaving so childish. He simply is my textmate anyway. And he really is young. He is acting so feminine. So I quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Male persona:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Cesar - this kid from *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;censored&lt;/span&gt;* website lives just nearby (Greenland) and was keeping my GLOBE mobile alive with his messages day-in and day-out. So leaving Kevin silent on the other phone was okay. He just came from a break-up and was so early on the rebound. As a kid he has admitted to missing then liking then eventually falling in-love with me much like an instant coffee. I don't care if he's young (in fact very young), it's merely a get-away anyway. What I liked was his intelligent thoughts on matters that we talk about. He makes sense. It means that I can talk about something and he genuinely understands. We are running at almost the same wavelength. My intelligence is not stupefied and challenged. Apart from this he simply is adorably sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-7195368244750903402?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7195368244750903402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=7195368244750903402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7195368244750903402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/7195368244750903402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/split-personality.html' title='Split personality'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-3830767492010872825</id><published>2008-01-27T04:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:19:48.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbroken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Breakup scene</title><content type='html'>It's a familiar story -- the two of you meet, become inseparable and fall in love...but then the tables turn and one of you wants out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is now out of your life. Period. DO NOT, repeat, DO NOT, call your ex. It's like Chutes and Ladders. One call and you're back at the bottom again. We're all weak-willed, particularly when it comes to people who've broken our hearts. You need to get serious about this. Missing your ex is one thing. Contacting your ex is a no-no. In fact, reconnecting with your ex is the absolute worst thing you can do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. Make it good for you. Is there something you've always wanted to try but haven't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back in the saddle. Avoid super-quick rebounds, but don't make excuses for not getting out there and meeting new people. Not every coffee date needs to be "the one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a breakup, it's all too easy to second-guess yourself and your choices. Did I do the right thing? Should I have given him/her another chance? Maybe there was more I could do to make it work... The truth is, you can make yourself crazy second-guessing your decision. But what's done is done. You had your reasons, made your decision, and now it's time to accept and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know it right now, but in ending your relationship with the wrong person, you're paving the way to meet the right one. Chances are good that you won't meet Mr. or Ms. Right overnight, but that doesn't mean the breakup was a bad decision. By walking away from that wrong relationship, you're headed towards a life that's more honest and authentic for you. What better way to eventually attract your perfect partner than by living and loving your own life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget About Being Friends. Anything that has the word "friend" in it, forget about. "Friends with benefits," "Just friends" -- just say "No." It's hard to move on when you are still keeping one foot in the past. It's time to rely on your other friends for support and get out there and make new friends. You won't be as quick to accept an invite to a party or call an old high school friend if you are busy with your ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a relationship is over, it's easier to think of the good times as opposed to the bad times. The annoying habits and bad character traits seem to recede into the background. All you can think about is the great chemistry and the fun Saturday nights you had going out to your fave Italian restaurant together.&lt;br /&gt;What you're doing is idealizing the relationship now that it's gone. You're turning it into some blockbuster movie romance when at best it was a B movie with mixed reviews. Start looking at it with more objectivity. Remind yourself of the fights you had and the frustration you felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are hurting after a breakup, it's easy to tell yourself, "I'll never meet anyone this fabulous again" or "I'll never find anyone." But the reality is, you WILL meet someone and, eventually, you will wind up in a better relationship. If this one was healthy and meant to be, you wouldn't be broken up. If you maintain hope and don't give into the hurt, you can pursue and find what you are looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-3830767492010872825?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3830767492010872825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=3830767492010872825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3830767492010872825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/3830767492010872825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/breakup-scene.html' title='Breakup scene'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7043090781090466711.post-5665588928923700585</id><published>2008-01-25T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:19:18.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on tips'/><title type='text'>Friday madness</title><content type='html'>Thet (Patrick) and I were texting this evening about Jay, my estranged, fictitious, begrudging, morose, rancorous and sardonic boyfriend, and he was sharing his virulent feelings about him. And so we have shared whatever stories we had on how we knew Jay and it seems like we know him of the same contumacious persona. Well, GOD knows whoever he is and whatever tumultuous wrath he has brought to mankind and I no longer care whatever hostile shit he does! It was kind-a strange though coz Thet was Jay's buddy and it is idiosyncratic that we were talking about this "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;mad stranger&lt;/span&gt;" in a bad light. Thet happened to ask why I chose Jay over him that time when we've all met. How cheeziee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attention was brought back to the tips for the heart broken and getting over and moving on stuff by my new textmate from this site that I have been eves-dropping on. And these articles indeed have taught me to weather the emotional storm that I am in, to believe in my self and to get on loving my self even more. I shared with him the same articles that I have been reading that has made my emotions stronger and driven me to get out real fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the sharing process on the "moving-on and letting-go" topic was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO CONTACT CONTRACT&lt;/span&gt;. It goes to say that we as broken hearted and recently separated individuals &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MUST NOT&lt;/span&gt; at all cost get in touch with the assholes in our past and never to orchestrate any elaborate accidental meeting with the, again, asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This said I will have to end my day soon coz Bam is already here and I am starving to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to the chosen few chauvinist pigs in the world--- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;YOU ROCK&lt;/span&gt;!!! Get a gun and kill yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appended:&lt;br /&gt;Bam and I went to St. Francis Square Mall and dropped by the alley on the outskirts of this mall. There we savoured Takoyaki. I have tasted this Japanese deli from Ash while Bam has not. It was also from St. Francis but then Ash bought it from the 2nd level stall inside the mall. Tasted good. That's it. Bam commented that it was like squidballs. Yes Bam, it has squid and vegetables squeezed inside that's why...  we also indulged in a serving each of sundae on sugar cone to get some brain freeze for a few minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shuttle was a few minutes delayed and we arrived at Market Market. I dropped by the Harte-Hanks area. As usual the security of the facility got into my nerves ONLY this time I WAS TAME... I was civilized/urbanized! They sounded more accommodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang (Edgar Pama) fetched us at MM and we went to his shanty (hahaha kidding Gang). Edgar found shelter near our office. It really is more of a bungalow. Bam and I met Kuya Boy (who really has the resemblance of Boy Abunda, I guess, complementing his age and baldness). Present on the crash pad was a homo couple, Pao and Jayson (whose gender I was unable to anatomize). Pao is effemme. I feel that effemmes are finding it harder to thrive in this society. More so, getting a partner who is real as opposed to those discreet and straight-looking/acting homo persons. For one, while the niche of effemmes are the sounding-straight men, the pa-men's are rejoicing amongst themselves. Given this kind of market for effemmes I have this great frustration that we are always on the brink of maltreatment and exploitation, add to that the stigma that the society inflicts and the oppression that one feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love in this kind of relationship we all agreed that most are fugitive, fly-by-night, fugacious, passing, perishable, and provisional partners. Speaking of perishable you really have to consume them before they expire! From this momentary bliss we cherish whatever the status-quo is because we recognize the inevitability of its end. One has to treasure the moment and live. Simply live. Enjoy. This is an ephemeral relationship. One has to live its episodes. Be prepared for its spasmodic nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7043090781090466711-5665588928923700585?l=damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5665588928923700585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7043090781090466711&amp;postID=5665588928923700585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5665588928923700585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7043090781090466711/posts/default/5665588928923700585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnprettyrachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-madness.html' title='Friday madness'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07299736667987844584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z8sAzc3ojVI/SqsxjBwkD2I/AAAAAAAAABI/729MEP9Oez4/S220/Rachel+SEA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
