<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670</id><updated>2011-09-21T10:11:05.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chiquitafilipina</title><subtitle type='html'>"You are today where your thoughts have brought you; you will be tomorrow where your thoughts take you." --"Success is not the place one arrives, but rather the spirit with which one undertakes and continues the journey."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-4496683869617709880</id><published>2011-09-21T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:11:05.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh!!</title><content type='html'>I hate dirty dishes!  I hate washing the dishes.  sigh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-4496683869617709880?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/4496683869617709880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=4496683869617709880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/4496683869617709880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/4496683869617709880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/ugh.html' title='ugh!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-1494555416687197859</id><published>2011-09-14T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:20:53.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what you shouldn't be cheap on</title><content type='html'>Recently my husband and I have experienced some trials with purchases. &amp;nbsp;There are a few things we have learned not to be cheap on, and we feel we have learned it the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7qpigu_-RU/TnDhdARQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XTI7Fw5CCBQ/s1600/mattress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-left: 0em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7qpigu_-RU/TnDhdARQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XTI7Fw5CCBQ/s200/mattress.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mattress:&lt;/b&gt; We have been using this same old mattress given to my husband from a neighbor a long time ago and we never had a problem. &amp;nbsp;But recently since we've moved our neighbor had a bedbug infestation that had migrated to our apartment. &amp;nbsp;Sadly enough our old mattress was the perfect place to harbor our neighbor's stray away bugs. &amp;nbsp;My husband and son got bites all over. &amp;nbsp;My son's bed was also from my mom's house and the mattresses were also old. &amp;nbsp;After throwing out the old mattress and buying all new bed furniture and new mattress, we also bought hypo-allergenic mattress covers and pillow cases to keep those bedbugs out. &amp;nbsp;Since then my son hasn't gotten bitten since. Ofcourse we did a thorough clean up and inspection of the apartment too. &amp;nbsp;Get a good mattress that has not only comfort but function. &amp;nbsp;They have great options these days with washable covers and hypo-allergenic material that keeps bugs and dust out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7DD3Fl2esA/TnDh_Ya4TQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QIoF8o8foH4/s1600/couch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-left: 0em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7DD3Fl2esA/TnDh_Ya4TQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QIoF8o8foH4/s200/couch.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couch and living room furniture&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;The same concept of a mattress holds true for other cloth furniture around the house that has cushions. &amp;nbsp;Buy a couch that has washable covers not just for the cushions but for the whole couch where the covers are easy to remove. &amp;nbsp;IKEA has a wonderful selection of simply such options. &amp;nbsp; There are two advantages of this. &amp;nbsp;One, you can thoroughly wash you furniture and, two, you have the option to buy new fabric, colors, or styles to replace your old once once you're tired of your old one. &amp;nbsp;Be wary of furniture from second hand or thrift stores. &amp;nbsp;That's how our neighbor got his bed bug infestation when he bought a couch from a thrift store that harbored these hard to kill bugs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jErFHDr_R08/TnDnk1KWpoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7iOyiMP-E5M/s1600/pots+and+pans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jErFHDr_R08/TnDnk1KWpoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7iOyiMP-E5M/s200/pots+and+pans.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDApNyo-UcU/TnDnlwod30I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2lxBPxiy9gg/s1600/silverware.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UDApNyo-UcU/TnDnlwod30I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2lxBPxiy9gg/s200/silverware.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-du5QDmM_QuM/TnDnkp2PKJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hY6uYgF_ocw/s1600/knives.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-du5QDmM_QuM/TnDnkp2PKJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hY6uYgF_ocw/s200/knives.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pots and pans, silverware, and knives:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I was always amazed at how they have such cheaper pots and pans sets now. &amp;nbsp;I remembered when i was a child that my mother would only get the expensive ones, TFAL, as her favorite. &amp;nbsp;I really thought she overspent. &amp;nbsp;But over 10 years later my mother still uses those pots and pans and they are still strong, not peeling, or falling apart. &amp;nbsp;The fact is that when you buy from places such as Walmart, you might get a good deal on those non-stick pots and pans but they only last a few months. &amp;nbsp;We have had ours for less than a year and they're already stained, warped, blackened, or the non-stick part is already sticking. That's like eating some chemical when you cook in it. &amp;nbsp;Read reviews and warranties when you buy these items. &amp;nbsp;They can last you a long time, in my case, my mom's cookware has lasted her, well, around 15 years and going. The same goes for silverware. &amp;nbsp;you want to buy a quality silverware that doesn't rust. &amp;nbsp;Otherwise you'll be eating rust.  Knives can just as easily rust as well.  Don't buy them cheap because if you get cut by a rusty knife, you'll be experiencing more than just "ouch."  I love the Rachael Ray knife set because you hardly see an orange knife set.  Hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gGyHU-Am0yk/TnDnkMnyQhI/AAAAAAAAAII/OMoam5CKrgg/s1600/bath+soap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gGyHU-Am0yk/TnDnkMnyQhI/AAAAAAAAAII/OMoam5CKrgg/s1600/bath+soap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bath soap: &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unless you want to have dry or irritated skin, be picky on bath soap. &amp;nbsp;My husband has dry skin and most soaps aggravate this problem. &amp;nbsp;Not only are moisturizing soaps good for dry skin but they smell amazing too. &amp;nbsp;Try out the bath soaps and find the best one for you. &amp;nbsp;You only have one body, make it as comfortable, and as fresh feeling as a baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7yKnm74edI/TnDnkb_tMqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oWtJoNlGu68/s1600/conditioner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7yKnm74edI/TnDnkb_tMqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oWtJoNlGu68/s200/conditioner.jpg" width="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conditioner&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;I learned this the hard way. &amp;nbsp;I'm usually a Pantene kind of girl but they had this sale at Costco for Tresemme conditioner. &amp;nbsp;I had never tried it before but i thought it was a great deal. &amp;nbsp;Well, no matter how much conditioner i put in my hair, my hair still ended up hard, matted and difficult to brush. &amp;nbsp;Never again. &amp;nbsp;Better to get a good conditioner that only a small amount in your hand does the work than buy a lot of conditioner on sale but you also have to put a boat load of it in your hair to hope it actually works.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AeAeiannuno/TnDnkVq3KJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zQU2nB-1yKY/s1600/dish+soap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AeAeiannuno/TnDnkVq3KJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zQU2nB-1yKY/s200/dish+soap.jpg" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxlGe1VpG7M/TnDnlsNjhWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gSMxD-LW3VY/s1600/rinse+agent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxlGe1VpG7M/TnDnlsNjhWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gSMxD-LW3VY/s1600/rinse+agent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dish soap:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;There's this company that distributes soaps and many other products from a pyramid type business. &amp;nbsp;The problem was that their products just didn't cut it. &amp;nbsp;Dish soap had to be able to remove all that greasy stuff, that hard on stuck stuff, and disinfect your dishes as well. &amp;nbsp;Not being able to do that, we had to use a lot more dish soap and a lot more scrubbing to get rid of the residue. &amp;nbsp;It took more time and in the end cost more money. &amp;nbsp;Invest in a good powerful dish soap and if your hands get affected, wear gloves while washing. &amp;nbsp;I always have a box of gloves on the kitchen&amp;nbsp;counter-tops&amp;nbsp;not just for washing dishes but for general cleaning with harsh products. &amp;nbsp;If you're into using a dishwasher, i recommend not holding back on the rinse agent. &amp;nbsp;Your dishes will not only be water spot free, but they'll look much cleaner and less residue sticks on the dishes. &amp;nbsp;I always use the heat-dry setting as well so that it doesn't allow any water spots to dry overtime. &amp;nbsp;The rinse agent makes the glassware much more sparkly as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RFRe5jzvDrQ/TnDnmJXPjxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/v7nlQ2cJ6vE/s1600/trash+bags.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RFRe5jzvDrQ/TnDnmJXPjxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/v7nlQ2cJ6vE/s200/trash+bags.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trash bags&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;We tried using the grocery store trash bags once because we ran out of our usual one. &amp;nbsp;Well, as you would already have guessed, it leaked, ripped and didn't hold. &amp;nbsp;It would take two or three trash bags to hold all the messing trash than it would for one with our usual one. &amp;nbsp;We get the Kirkland brand from Costco. &amp;nbsp;It's sufficient enough without all those expensive add-ons that more expensive trash bags have but it is just as sturdy and can hold in those smelly juices from your kitchen trash with no problem. &amp;nbsp;Just as long as you empty the trash on a regular basis, it's more than sufficient.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c5YsquJ2b9Q/TnDnmNAKnGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7HGSqYGmmAQ/s1600/vacuum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c5YsquJ2b9Q/TnDnmNAKnGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7HGSqYGmmAQ/s200/vacuum.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vacuum&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;nbsp;If your home has carpet, it's always good to invest in a good vacuum. &amp;nbsp;The cheaper vacuums may do the job but you'll end up buying a new one in a couple years. &amp;nbsp;They also tend to lose suction therefore will have to buy a new one in a couple years again. &amp;nbsp;A good vacuum not only lifts the dirt off your carpet but also the microscopic ones that can cause allergies, harbor bugs and other pests. &amp;nbsp;We recently invested in a Dyson ball vacuum and we use it for everything from the walls to the furniture. &amp;nbsp;It certainly doesn't lose suction, it's very powerful, it has all these easy to use perks with it, and it can be used on other surfaces not just carpet. &amp;nbsp;We may have spent about 500 dollars for it but most household spend about that much or more for 3 vacuum purchases over the years. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always research and look up reviews of products before buying them. &amp;nbsp;Make sure that if you're buying things cheap, you're considering if it's use will be effective for the price. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes the cheaper products will actually become more expensive in the long run. &amp;nbsp;Don't make the mistake that we did. &amp;nbsp;Start out thrifty for the long run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-1494555416687197859?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/1494555416687197859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=1494555416687197859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1494555416687197859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1494555416687197859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-you-shouldnt-be-cheap-on.html' title='what you shouldn&apos;t be cheap on'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7qpigu_-RU/TnDhdARQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XTI7Fw5CCBQ/s72-c/mattress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-726359798798767854</id><published>2011-09-12T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:26:48.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I have become</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/DSC02533.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/DSC02533.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I used to be this active and lively person. &amp;nbsp;Full of life, of ambition, of talent, of optimism. &amp;nbsp;All of which i felt truly myself, comfortable, and never a worry about who i was supposed to be. &amp;nbsp;But over the years things have changed. &amp;nbsp;Once I got married i realized that there were some rules to be followed, which in the beginning was just fine with me. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't much of a church goer, and because my husband is a pastor's son and his convictions have been strong since childhood, i am now an avid church goer. &amp;nbsp;I obviously&amp;nbsp;abide&amp;nbsp;by rules of the church and principles that i truly believed in. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But, despite the uplifting spiritual enjoyment of my church, i have experienced the most political disappointments in my church as well. &amp;nbsp;Politics is amazing in a small church. &amp;nbsp;Your task is to not offend anyone, to compromise, to save your words, to guard your feelings, to hold your thoughts, to keep temperate your emotions for the sake of others. &amp;nbsp;Which in all due respect is all good, to some extent..... &amp;nbsp;But in the process&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;become more skeptical, less lively, less passionate. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Compromise is an amazing thing. &amp;nbsp;It can make or break a person. &amp;nbsp;In this case i believe that it has broken me. &amp;nbsp; For now i know that i can never truly be myself in church. &amp;nbsp;I can never truly show my heart and passion in church. &amp;nbsp;That all this is sometimes for the show and the real reason to be in church is not there. &amp;nbsp;So my conclusion has become, to never show who i really am in church, to go for spiritual matters and to not involve myself in anything that can show who i am or any talents i can contribute. &amp;nbsp;It just isn't worth it to me. &amp;nbsp;I'll go there for one reason, for my God and for the sake of my family. &amp;nbsp;But in all this i'll have to sacrifice my heart and personality for their sake. &amp;nbsp; It's so disappointing it literally puts a pounding pressure in my heart. &amp;nbsp;What a disappointment. &amp;nbsp;May i focus only what really is important. &amp;nbsp;I will never put my soul out there to man, for man lies ultimate disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-726359798798767854?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/726359798798767854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=726359798798767854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/726359798798767854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/726359798798767854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-i-have-become.html' title='What I have become'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-2447732718986252842</id><published>2011-09-11T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:28:55.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We will never forget... what made us stronger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotofreo.com/images/FF2008/GrinkerGRI0109_A8_34_ACP800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://www.fotofreo.com/images/FF2008/GrinkerGRI0109_A8_34_ACP800.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will never forget... what made us stronger!&lt;br /&gt;Here's an amazing testimony for September 11th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="215" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cLj4akmncsA" width="360"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-2447732718986252842?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/2447732718986252842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=2447732718986252842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2447732718986252842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2447732718986252842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-will-never-forget-what-made-us.html' title='We will never forget... what made us stronger!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cLj4akmncsA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-8053996291888349917</id><published>2011-09-06T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:42:35.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food: the good and the bad</title><content type='html'>You ever get that feeling when you first taste a dish and you will never ever forget? &amp;nbsp;Then everywhere you go you can't help but compare to the original best? &amp;nbsp;Well, here's &amp;nbsp;my take on two foods that I truly enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;I have always been a Quaker Oaks fan. &amp;nbsp;How could anything top Quaker Oaks? &amp;nbsp;That cylindrical box, the man on the label. &amp;nbsp;Since i was a child that was all i knew. &amp;nbsp;Then one day, my husband comes home from his grocery trip to Costco and brings this home. &amp;nbsp;COACH'S OATS. &amp;nbsp;At first i was just keeping an open mind. &amp;nbsp;Still thinking ofcourse that it can't be all that good because i had never heard of the brand. &amp;nbsp;So, we try it the next morning................and, to my surprise, it is soooooooooooooo good! Way better than Quaker Oats!! &amp;nbsp;Smoother, finer, and more palatable to the tongue. &amp;nbsp;I must say, this brand will be embedded in my mind as one that toppled my loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv5bhMps2VU/TmcANNOTcCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-CybXgb_X-o/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv5bhMps2VU/TmcANNOTcCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-CybXgb_X-o/s320/1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;On another note, I love love love Thai food. &amp;nbsp;It has all the Asian exotic flavor i want with the spiciness i crave. &amp;nbsp;This place, SED THEE, in Glendale, looked pretty impressive. &amp;nbsp;Amazing ambient lighting, beautiful interior decorating with a modern Asian Flare, rich private booths and impressive bar. &amp;nbsp;What was even more impressive was the price. &amp;nbsp;So, we were excited to have dinner. &amp;nbsp;But with all this impressive-ness, there was hardly any customers on a Thursday night. &amp;nbsp;Maybe two tables were occupied for a large place that must have had a seating capacity of 200 or more. &amp;nbsp;But the food must be amazing right? &amp;nbsp;And they had purple rice! &amp;nbsp; My favorite dish of curry and my husband's favorite eggplant dish was available. &amp;nbsp;My son was thrilled when he saw his Pad See Ew! &amp;nbsp; I was even convinced to have some freshly squeezed orange juice in addition to my pineapple juice. &amp;nbsp;So we pray, extremely hungry at this point, and dig in.......................... and that was when the enthusiasm faded away like a slither of smoke on a windy day. &amp;nbsp;My curry wasn't spicy and was watery, my husband's dish tasted more like onions than eggplant, and the only thing that i actually enjoyed was eating the Chinese brocolli off my son's Pad See Ew dish. &amp;nbsp;The orange juice was even bad, like somebody decided to pick the most bitter oranges to squeeze. &amp;nbsp;I guess i couldn't help compare it to my favorite restaurant in Pasadena, PATAYA (which is less fancy looking and less expensive but truly more taste worthy). &amp;nbsp;The price didn't really make it all any better. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opentable.com/img/restimages/49168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.opentable.com/img/restimages/49168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gieET25LIGo/TmcAOa-nRVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9S5wFymolEM/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gieET25LIGo/TmcAOa-nRVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9S5wFymolEM/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, i guess that goes for comparison. &amp;nbsp;Some things don't always have to look good to taste amazing. And some things appear to be good and just plainly.....well, how can i say this nicely.......totally suck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-8053996291888349917?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/8053996291888349917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=8053996291888349917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8053996291888349917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8053996291888349917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-good-and-bad.html' title='Food: the good and the bad'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv5bhMps2VU/TmcANNOTcCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-CybXgb_X-o/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-2175729725384227895</id><published>2011-09-06T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:24:40.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty bites</title><content type='html'>Recently this guy from upstairs started circulating letters that his unit had been infested by bedbugs and cockroaches and that apparently some other units in the building have been too and apparently the management hasn't done anything about it. &amp;nbsp; So his solution was to have all the tenants not pay for the next month's rent until the infestation had been dealt with. &amp;nbsp;We have lived in this building since February and so far had not had that problem. &amp;nbsp;The guy upstairs started taking his furniture and what not out of his apartment so he could apparently clean his space because he felt he could live there with the infestation. &amp;nbsp;Well, right about that time my husband started getting these weird bug bites.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;First he thought he got it from work but when he went to the dentist one day he came home with some more. &amp;nbsp;Then a 4 day weekend came and he still kept getting more bites. &amp;nbsp;Eventually my son started getting one or two here and there. &amp;nbsp;Just this morning he had 8 bites!!! &amp;nbsp;We haven't seen any bugs or any signs of infestation so we've been cleaning relentlessly trying to get rid of them. &amp;nbsp;I'm the only one who hasn't gotten any though. &lt;br /&gt;My suspicion is that the guy upstairs started spreading them when he decided to bring out his furniture and may be intentionally spreading them. &amp;nbsp;There has been a security guard surveying our building these last few days and on Sunday the LAPD was outside in front of the building parked with a handcuffed man in one of the vehicles. &amp;nbsp;I just hope this infestation doesn't cause sickness because my other little boy is on his way any minute now and i'll be treating all three males in this household of these bites. &amp;nbsp;This truly sucks. &amp;nbsp; Plus my son is already sick with cough and cold. &amp;nbsp;sigh! My poor son has huge elevated bites on his arms, a buttock and knee. &amp;nbsp;If this guy upstairs is responsible i'll be truly pissed off! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-2175729725384227895?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/2175729725384227895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=2175729725384227895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2175729725384227895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2175729725384227895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/recently-this-guy-from-upstairs-started.html' title='Nasty bites'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-8449132303430266558</id><published>2011-09-02T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:33:34.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aux3.iconpedia.net/uploads/677166248.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://aux3.iconpedia.net/uploads/677166248.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, I admit, i have become quite a facebook addict. &amp;nbsp;I was once a friendster addict, a blogger addict, a myspace addict, and now... im into facebook and back into blogging. &amp;nbsp;Although the blogging world has slowly deteriorated over the years due to facebook. &amp;nbsp;It's always fun to look into other peoples lives, share yours, and communicate with long lost friends, family and what-not. &amp;nbsp;But recently i've realized a problem with social networking. &amp;nbsp;Here a few that i noticed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It changes one's perspective about themselves. &amp;nbsp;At some point you end up looking at other people and compare their lives to your own. &amp;nbsp;Are they successful, a failure, better or worse off than you? &amp;nbsp;Are they contented and more or less contented in life than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It changes one's perspective of other people too. &amp;nbsp;I have this facebook friend that i idolized. &amp;nbsp;was happy to finally have as a friend on facebook only to be disappointed at the results of their life. &amp;nbsp;It changed me. &amp;nbsp;I no longer saw people the way i used to see them. &amp;nbsp;I understand that people change, but, well, I just didn't realize that such a person could be who they are right now and made me feel less confident about my own abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It occupies my mind with unnecessary things. &amp;nbsp;I'm now concerned about causes that people are supporting that if otherwise i didn't know i wouldn't have cared for. &amp;nbsp;I'm now worried about someone who really doesn't worry about me. &amp;nbsp;i know know things about people that i probably would have better not known about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Despite all this, it's a great place to start conversations, revive old friendships and see who really are your friends. &amp;nbsp;facebook is quite a phenomenon. &amp;nbsp;Maybe this one won't fade out as fast as those "other" social networking sites did. &amp;nbsp;They either have to keep up with the cravings of society now or get left behind as something that was once something good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-8449132303430266558?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/8449132303430266558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=8449132303430266558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8449132303430266558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8449132303430266558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-i-admit-i-have-become-quite.html' title='Social Addiction'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-8176709776807599047</id><published>2011-09-01T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:50:14.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You infidels!!</title><content type='html'>If you know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeffdunham.com/"&gt;Jeff Dunham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;, he's a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ventriloquist comedian, a few jokes i thought from him that made me laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;WALTER: The Olsen Twins are in Honduras giving shoes to children in need &amp;amp; the children are giving them their food thinking they're starving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;WALTER: Darryl Hannah was arrested outside the White House, protesting an oil pipeline. I'm guessing she got to D. C. on an electric plane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;WALTER:Toxicology tests show there were no illegal substances in Amy Winehouse’s body when she died. Maybe she left them in Charlie Sheen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;WALTER: I’m sure when the rebels take over Libya, it still will be a crappy place to visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Here are some clips.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 190px; width: 240px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClZb8dNmBm4?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClZb8dNmBm4?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="240" height="190"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object style="height: 190px; width: 240px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3h4vmt8Pk6Y?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3h4vmt8Pk6Y?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="240" height="190"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-8176709776807599047?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/8176709776807599047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=8176709776807599047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8176709776807599047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8176709776807599047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-you-know-jeff-dunham-hes.html' title='You infidels!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-2121909129938063600</id><published>2011-09-01T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:52:54.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pink elephant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandylightley.co.za/webster/uploads/orpics/pinkelephant.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.sandylightley.co.za/webster/uploads/orpics/pinkelephant.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's so difficult to explain to a toddler/preschooler because each explanation needs an additional explanation to explain the original explanation.  Case and point.  The following conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiko&lt;/b&gt;:  Mama, what does "strange" mean?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: It means something looks weird, not normal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Kiko:&lt;/b&gt;  What is weird?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Looks different, not what you're used to seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kiko:&lt;/b&gt; and normal? What is normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: (at this point a little out of words and frustrated) Normal is something you're used to seeing to doing.  Not normal is something that you're NOT used to seeing or doing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Kiko&lt;/b&gt;:  Like what?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; umm,, well, a pink elephant.  that's not normal because elephants are usually gray&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Kiko:&lt;/b&gt;  So that makes the pink elephant strange then?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Kiko: &lt;/b&gt;But a pink elephant is a girl elephant and it's normal to see girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;but not normal to see a pink elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kiko&lt;/b&gt;:Awwww... Poor elephant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-2121909129938063600?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/2121909129938063600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=2121909129938063600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2121909129938063600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2121909129938063600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/09/pink-elephant.html' title='The Pink elephant'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7183351584590958552</id><published>2011-08-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:57:35.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE..... ARE NOT THINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646735101909426946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuiN9ucI8SQ/Tl07qFIKYwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QuiN3rE16Po/s320/225750_1719695312484_1241324358_31486054_2396915_n.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 220px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; width: 131px;" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_wKt07Albw/Tl07qIjIH_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/TmMIDCrdWCA/s1600/269685_1855818555480_1241324358_31622063_5919179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646735102827831282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_wKt07Albw/Tl07qIjIH_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/TmMIDCrdWCA/s320/269685_1855818555480_1241324358_31622063_5919179_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 220px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 220px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646735097929499458" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuYQcVTWmX0/Tl07p2TRg0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/XqH6i14_xJQ/s320/309219_1950975214337_1241324358_31744645_6547870_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 220px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 174px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7183351584590958552?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7183351584590958552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7183351584590958552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7183351584590958552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7183351584590958552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-things-in-life.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuiN9ucI8SQ/Tl07qFIKYwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/QuiN3rE16Po/s72-c/225750_1719695312484_1241324358_31486054_2396915_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-1640262427979726322</id><published>2011-08-24T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:37:24.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>The last post i had on this blog was in 2007.  Since then it's been on hiatus for some time.  Now i'm into blogging again after four years! yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-1640262427979726322?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/1640262427979726322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=1640262427979726322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1640262427979726322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1640262427979726322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-1737699647097891010</id><published>2007-11-26T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:00:55.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye for now!</title><content type='html'>I've completely given up blogging! but i'm still up to date on my myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/chiquitafilipina"&gt;myspace.com/chiquitafilipina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye blogging world! well at least for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-1737699647097891010?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/1737699647097891010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=1737699647097891010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1737699647097891010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1737699647097891010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye-for-now.html' title='goodbye for now!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-3894630837520975652</id><published>2007-08-13T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T11:18:59.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been a while.</title><content type='html'>I gave birth to my first child on sunday, august 5 at exactly 9:00am.  Eversince being a mom, I have had no time for anything and the only thing on my mind aside from my baby is sleep.  I will not be able to update this blog for a while.  Until I find the time, till then everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-3894630837520975652?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/3894630837520975652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=3894630837520975652&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3894630837520975652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3894630837520975652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-has-been-while.html' title='it has been a while.'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-3455426001555045971</id><published>2007-07-18T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:26:37.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Many thanks</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone for coming! Will post more when I give birth! Till then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-3455426001555045971?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/3455426001555045971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=3455426001555045971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3455426001555045971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3455426001555045971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/07/many-thanks.html' title='Many thanks'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-5007023200334314054</id><published>2007-07-06T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:17:06.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much yet not enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/Ro6HET63CuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/I2vE0mhr9l8/s1600-h/egg_nest[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084149537484245730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/Ro6HET63CuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/I2vE0mhr9l8/s320/egg_nest%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been fixing so much stuff lately. They call it nesting. I call it bored. Hopefully, when I get to walk around more and my hips don't kill me as much, i'll be able to properly nest. Another day. another day. Can't wait till he comes out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-5007023200334314054?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/5007023200334314054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=5007023200334314054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5007023200334314054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5007023200334314054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-much-yet-not-enough.html' title='So much yet not enough'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/Ro6HET63CuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/I2vE0mhr9l8/s72-c/egg_nest%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7727428315017121547</id><published>2007-06-29T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:12:21.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RoU9XD63CtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VPMZ3CbNuG0/s1600-h/8-color.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081535220955941586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RoU9XD63CtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VPMZ3CbNuG0/s320/8-color.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mood of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7727428315017121547?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7727428315017121547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7727428315017121547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7727428315017121547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7727428315017121547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-mood-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RoU9XD63CtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VPMZ3CbNuG0/s72-c/8-color.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7958205707124454150</id><published>2007-06-26T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T12:47:02.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm back.</title><content type='html'>My husband was the one who actually got me addicted to blogging. But, more than that, it was what he publicly wrote in his first blog entry that melted my heart. So I decided to post it here. Here is what he wrote on his first blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;My Baby!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, August 02, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is at home, all alone. I miss her a lot. The fact that I've never gotten so much attention makes it even better. I mean, who can beat coming home to someone you love the most. Work becomes tolerable because you know that at the end of the day, you'll get the same great love and attention you get everyday. Its hard to leave in the morning. While she hugs me tight, while she twists herself around me. Can't get enough of that. Hopefully she's not too bored. Sometimes I try to think what it would be like without her. I can't imagine what it would be like. She's always part of the big picture. She's always a part of my dreams, hopes, plans and my future. We have names for our future kids. The time that we get to write their names on the birth certificate form, that would be one awesome day. Until then, I'll try to keep my baby happy. I'm forever yours baby! I love you with all of me&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is bliss!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7958205707124454150?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7958205707124454150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7958205707124454150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7958205707124454150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7958205707124454150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-im-back.html' title='Why I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-5770932094110857885</id><published>2007-06-26T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:36:19.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog world!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP:1px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM:1px; MARGIN-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:18px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"Wisdom tells me I am nothing, love tells me i am everything, and between the two, my life flows."&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since the day I found out I was pregnant, it has been a struggle to keep this blog up, and all my other sites for that matter.  Many of my friends have stopped blogging all together.  I guess the days of blogging for some of us has long been a thing of the past.  However, there are a lot of reasons that i feel should maintain this blog.  I've been inspired by many things.  Currently, i'm on my 33rd week of pregnancy.  About 7 more weeks and i'll be a mom, or less than that, like 4 or 5 weeks if my doctor predicts correctly! Can you imagine!  Things happen so fast, but life throws you curve balls and strikes.  I've certainly hit one homerun in this life and that was the day I got married.  Since then, life is contentment and love.  My new motto for this year is "Wisdom tells me i am nothing, Love tells me i am everything, and between the two my life flows."  I'm not quite sure whose quote this is but i read it somewhere.  Happy blogging days ahead!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-5770932094110857885?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/5770932094110857885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=5770932094110857885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5770932094110857885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5770932094110857885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-blog-world.html' title='Hello Blog world!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-2312096037400048227</id><published>2007-06-25T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:27:09.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK!!</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since i've had a chance to do this blog.  But i'm back!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's something funny while I continue fixing some quirks on the blog.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/8ad1ee755f6473f65608198ac918de80.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-2312096037400048227?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/2312096037400048227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=2312096037400048227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2312096037400048227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/2312096037400048227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-3126094078254109117</id><published>2007-01-22T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:23:43.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>check out my &lt;a href="http://chiquitafilipina.aminus3.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;" style="cursor:hand"&gt;PhotoAday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog to see my new cut hairdo by my hubby.  Hehehe.  Got tired of long hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-3126094078254109117?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/3126094078254109117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=3126094078254109117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3126094078254109117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3126094078254109117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/01/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-1287288988457989855</id><published>2007-01-10T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:10:30.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RaXTCGBITZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AicsJMndtsU/s1600-h/lola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018649392702836114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" height="342" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RaXTCGBITZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AicsJMndtsU/s320/lola.JPG" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A tribute to the one who smiles despite the rain&lt;br /&gt;Despite the aching, lagging pain&lt;br /&gt;Despite every test and test again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the one who smiles through the tears&lt;br /&gt;Through the memories of happy years&lt;br /&gt;Through the hopes and through the fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the one who smiles through the hills&lt;br /&gt;Through the songs that her heart fullfills&lt;br /&gt;Through the warmth of family at winter chills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the one who smiles with all her might&lt;br /&gt;Through she tries and stuggles to keep her fight&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to say she's ok or she's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the one who smiles in her passing&lt;br /&gt;That her Jesus is ready and willing&lt;br /&gt;To take her to heaven at His coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the smiling grandparent that we did have&lt;br /&gt;We will smile for you, Lola, with all our Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-1287288988457989855?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/1287288988457989855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=1287288988457989855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1287288988457989855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1287288988457989855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/01/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RaXTCGBITZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AicsJMndtsU/s72-c/lola.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-3692346516757131954</id><published>2007-01-08T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T14:12:32.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh!</title><content type='html'>If anything, i'm just pooped, tired all the time.  I don't mind working but ever since this pregnancy has caught me, i feel like a huge boulder in the morning trying to get myself out of bed, trying to sleep at night only to wake up at 2 or three in the morning to pee.  On a side note, I got new shoes.  Not the high heels that i'm used to but the flat ones this time.  Had a sale at ALDO.  I hate flat heels though.  Makes me feel like I'm smaller than what my potential should've been.  But, for the sake of the baby I have to.  I'm just tired all the time and I wanted to rant about it.  Good thing i have an amazing husband who surrenders to my every need day and night without any complaints.  The only thing he complains about is my water intake.  But aside from that, he makes sure I eat right and feel right.  If neither is going my way, he never fails to ask for anything that i need.  I'm so tired.  Just want to go home and sleep.  I can't keep my eyes open enough to type this either.  One more hour and a half before i head home to sleep.  I hope my car didn't get towed.  There's no parking at where i work.  Anyways, my new year is going along.  Not the greatest and could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on grandma.  My husbands grandma is in the hospital again intubated and having kidney failure and it could be due to anything, probably her cancer.  The doctors don't know what's wrong with her.  WHERE IS DR. HOUSE when you need him?  Lord knows which organs may fail next.  Please pray for our family as we go through this difficult time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-3692346516757131954?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/3692346516757131954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=3692346516757131954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3692346516757131954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/3692346516757131954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugh.html' title='ugh!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7942326540923589733</id><published>2007-01-05T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T16:28:05.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo-a-day</title><content type='html'>I decided to change host for my photo-a-day blog.  Click on &lt;a href="http://chiquitafilipina.aminus3.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;" style="cursor:hand"&gt;PhotoAday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the side bar to see the new blog.  You'll like my post for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7942326540923589733?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7942326540923589733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7942326540923589733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7942326540923589733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7942326540923589733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/01/photo-day.html' title='Photo-a-day'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-119636405913370883</id><published>2007-01-02T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:28:02.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year</title><content type='html'>A new year, a new perspective. Happy New Year everyone! My photo-a-day blog has just begun. Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.chiquitafilipina.com/chiquitaslifeinpictures/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;photoblog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you get a chance. Comments are very welcome or sign the guest book. Happy New Year again Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-119636405913370883?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/119636405913370883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=119636405913370883&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/119636405913370883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/119636405913370883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='A new year'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-5092683514278016743</id><published>2006-12-25T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T07:06:54.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee width="100%" behavior="scroll" scrollamount="5" direction="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpmyspace.org/myspaceglittertext.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://m3.pimpmyspace.org/cursors/l/2/m.gif" border="0" alt="glitter text" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpmyspace.org/myspaceglittertext.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://m3.pimpmyspace.org/cursors/l/2/e.gif" border="0" alt="glitter text" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpmyspace.org/myspaceglittertext.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://m3.pimpmyspace.org/cursors/l/2/r.gif" border="0" alt="glitter text" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpmyspace.org/myspaceglittertext.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://m3.pimpmyspace.org/cursors/l/2/r.gif" border="0" alt="glitter text" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimpmyspace.org/myspaceglittertext.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://m3.pimpmyspace.org/cursors/l/2/y.gif" border="0" alt="glitter text" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RYdb5a5oYgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ffan8H9Ln4Q/s200/cutie+toto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010074152504680962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See why he's smiling by clicking the picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-4570992704710555928?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/4570992704710555928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=4570992704710555928&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/4570992704710555928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/4570992704710555928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/12/hes-smiling.html' title='he&apos;s smiling'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ofzR_VBEkf0/RYdb5a5oYgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ffan8H9Ln4Q/s72-c/cutie+toto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-8362959502210068917</id><published>2006-12-05T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:05:23.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need lots of love</title><content type='html'>Today i'm sick and it totally sucks. I end up freezing while everybody is warm and then I start sweating, but the minute i take off my sweater I'm freezing again. Anyways, i'm taking a good rest today. Going to spend the rest of the day sleeping so i can go back to work tomorrow. I'll probably, hopefully just have the sniffles tomorrow but if not, i'm keeping the handy dandy tylenol in my purse. Don't want to miss too much work, did too much holiday shopping and i have to make up for it. I don't even know what to get for my husband yet. I have an idea but I don't know if he'll approve since he is very strict about spending too much on gifts. Oh well, we'll see. My joints still hurt but not as bad as last night. Hopefully, sleeping today and drinking lots of water and popping in more vitamin C pills will work. They usually do anyways. I don't want this to last longer than two days. I just hate going to the bathroom and sitting on the freezing toilet. When you're sick, a toilet seat can feel like sitting on a round piece of cold cold ice. "sigh". I just want to be well. I hate being sick. I feel so useless and wasting my time. "sniffle sniffle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP:1px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM:1px; MARGIN-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:18px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"The stench is unbearable due to the floating dead bodies..."&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On another note, my sister in law is here. Her hubby isn't so lucky though. His family was right in the middle of the recent disaster that hit the Philippines. News reached that they ended up sitting on the stairs because that was the only place that was dry. The stench is unbearable due to the floating dead bodies everywhere, and houses can only be seen by the roofs. The rest is under water. Please pray for the families affected by such a disaster. This is a result of global warming and it's only going to get worse. I sincerely encourage everybody to rent "&lt;strong&gt;An Inconvenient Truth&lt;/strong&gt;". That movie will change your life, if not, at least your perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-8362959502210068917?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/8362959502210068917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=8362959502210068917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8362959502210068917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/8362959502210068917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-need-lots-of-love.html' title='I need lots of love'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-1053055580424891818</id><published>2006-11-26T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T11:12:39.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he drives me nuts</title><content type='html'>So baseball season is over and &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nomi-rufus.blogspot.com"&gt;HE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is into hockey...yup, even has a blog post just for the sake of it...(sigh, and i just started with liking baseball. I wonder what's next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-1053055580424891818?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/1053055580424891818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=1053055580424891818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1053055580424891818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1053055580424891818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-drives-me-nuts.html' title='he drives me nuts'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7371444343307378289</id><published>2006-11-21T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:15:50.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gobble gobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/1600/tomturkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/200/tomturkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably won't be able to post anything for turkey day until turkey day is over, so, ADVANCE HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE! EAT LOTS AND TALK LOTS AND JUST HAVE FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7371444343307378289?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7371444343307378289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7371444343307378289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7371444343307378289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7371444343307378289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='gobble gobble'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-6921199417748650313</id><published>2006-11-12T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:11:32.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new prespective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/1600/curious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/200/curious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to start a photo-a-day blog on my gallery starting 2007. A new perspective on life. Sometimes things don't work out the way we want but i have to keep positive. If i find something interesting in the day that can take my mind off of the stresses in my life, it would really help my day run smoother. So anticipate it starting January 1st. Here's a picture of our cat Nomi I titled "curious". She does this every day no matter what the weather is outside. The screen is actually ripped from her putting her weight on it when she sees something that she wants to chase but is hindered by the screen. As for the layout, i will change it, maybe at the start of the new year. It takes too much time to do and time is what i don't have a lot of right now. But i will, promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edit]8:53pm - ok, ok, so i actually had time today,so yeah, i kept my promise. it's really very simple though and not much crazy stuff on it, but i think it works really well and i'm keeping it for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-6921199417748650313?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/6921199417748650313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=6921199417748650313&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/6921199417748650313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/6921199417748650313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-prespective.html' title='a new prespective'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-5215870115628439412</id><published>2006-10-28T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T07:24:25.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much! Just too much!</title><content type='html'>I was reorganizing my closet and drawers realizing that the clothes no longer fit. So, I wondered why and I ended up counting all my clothes in my room. I was astonished with what i found. Since when did I have so many clothes? I wonder how much money I must have spent on all of them. What's funny is that the clothes I like the most just happen to be the least expensive ones. Good thing I don't buy a lot of super expensive stuff. So here's that breakdown of my new discovery. And yet, with all these clothes, I still want to buy more. Why oh why. The final tally made my panty count on top of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80 intimates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 11 boy shorts panties&lt;br /&gt;- 28 regular panties&lt;br /&gt;- 1 thong&lt;br /&gt;- 10 bras&lt;br /&gt;- 1 corset&lt;br /&gt;- 1 bikini bra&lt;br /&gt;- 21 pairs of socks&lt;br /&gt;- 1 handkercheif&lt;br /&gt;- 6 knee high nylons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;122 tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- 14 polos&lt;br /&gt;- 11 long sleeve shirts&lt;br /&gt;- 1 half tank and shirt&lt;br /&gt;- 20 tees&lt;br /&gt;- 1 jersey&lt;br /&gt;- 2 sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;- 6 turtlenecks&lt;br /&gt;- 3 thick longsleeves&lt;br /&gt;- 14 tank tops&lt;br /&gt;- 2 tube tops&lt;br /&gt;- 4 halter tops&lt;br /&gt;- 24 blouses&lt;br /&gt;- 6 dress/work shirts&lt;br /&gt;- 14 coats/jackets/sweaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38 bottoms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 7 jogging pants&lt;br /&gt;- 2 khakis&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cargo&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cordoroy&lt;br /&gt;- 6 jeans&lt;br /&gt;- 9 skirts&lt;br /&gt;- 2 short shorts&lt;br /&gt;- 1 basketball shorts&lt;br /&gt;- 7 slacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 misc &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 scarves&lt;br /&gt;- 2 beenies&lt;br /&gt;- 5 belts&lt;br /&gt;- 5 party dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some of you may have more, but to me, this is a lot. And it doesn't include the following...&lt;br /&gt;1) a few suitcases in&lt;em&gt; our&lt;/em&gt; garage with my clothes&lt;br /&gt;2) a few boxes in &lt;em&gt;my mom's&lt;/em&gt; garage with my clothes&lt;br /&gt;3) my many many many shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't have in a regular female closet&lt;br /&gt;1) church dresses&lt;br /&gt;2) pajamas&lt;br /&gt;3) big T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;4) summer dresses&lt;br /&gt;5) anything else???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-5215870115628439412?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/5215870115628439412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=5215870115628439412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5215870115628439412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5215870115628439412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/10/too-much-just-too-much.html' title='Too much! Just too much!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-5191983091445407649</id><published>2006-10-17T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:05:30.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>current</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;current show&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;HEROES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current crave&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;santol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current music&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;chior practice stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current movie&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current book&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;A Series of Unfortunate Events 13: THE END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current ringtone&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;his voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current mood&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;deprived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current food&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;pud ped &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current color&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;eggplant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current fruit&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;durian &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current drink&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Papaya juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current snack&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;espasol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current country of interest&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current dream&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current goal&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current knowledge&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;History of Islamic Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current nuisance&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Rufus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current want&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;him &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current worry&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current boredom&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;spanish class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current need&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;the program&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current shoes&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;all-star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current phone&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Nokia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;current clothes&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Giordano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;current underwear&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Penshoppe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-5191983091445407649?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/5191983091445407649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=5191983091445407649&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5191983091445407649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5191983091445407649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/10/current.html' title='current'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7739762389473643741</id><published>2006-10-10T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:36:25.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 9px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 8px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:24px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"...the only bi-product would be water!"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY DON'T THEY DO THIS?!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Al Gore has been preaching on our TV screens for the past month about the proposition for better energy research. I hope they find a way to use alcohol as a better source of energy for automobiles. They obviously have to make engines fit for such energy but think of it this way, if they do find a way, the only bi-product would be water! And plus, alcohol can be easily produced without depleting our planet's natural resources. We would just have damp streets instead of heavy congested smog populated cities. Every house should have mandatory solar panels and wind mills for electrical energy. Solar panels would be amazing during California's extreme heat periods during the summer and the wind mills for the winter. Los Angeles needs a better transportation system as well.  That new metro line, the LA version of a subway should go from the Valley and parallel Wilshire boulevard to UCLA.  Thousands of people would take it, employees that work along Wilshire boulevard, students going to UCLA, people would start living in the Valley and take the subway to work, this would lessen traffic and congestion in that Wilshire/Westwood intersection, the busiest in all of California.  Better energy sources, better use of energy, and most importantly, less traffic, less smog. Ideas ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 9px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 8px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:24px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"A-Rod is Gay-Rod is Lame-Rod"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID YANKEES!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;On another note, Joe Torre is still going to be with the Yankees. But since he wants to keep A-Rod, i'm losing trust in him. A-Rod is Gay-Rod is Lame-Rod. He causes too much drama for the team, is a real cry baby, obviously doesn't uplift the team or keep the team any way motivated for such an overrated arrogant guy, chokes up during the post season,and yet he still wants to stay as a Yankee. I mean, his wife (who incedently looks more like a man and is probably stronger and less whinny as gAy-Rod) is probably a better 3rd baseman candidate, i mean, look at her.  Is Torre even thinking straight? Hasn't he noticed the "CURSE OF the A-ROD"? He has got to change things. Yankees need beter defense, better pitching. Yankees tend to be greedy. They need to invest in younger newer players. That's what the Dodgers gambled on and look, they're a good team, even though they didn't win, that's just because of the young inexperienced line-up, but overtime, they will be better. Check out the Mets. Their starting pitcher was a young inexperienced post-season guy, and he did a good job subbing. Cabrera, Cano, young offensive guys who need a motivating boost, not something that I saw during the post season from the Yankees, rather a whole bunch of stressed dudes. Torre needs to have mandatory dinners with the guys to motivate and excite them after every post-season game played. Motivation is essential especially for young inexperienced players, for cry babies like A-Rod who can't think of anything else but himself instead of his team, and for the team itself. It's no longer about getting your own good numbers, it's about winning, and winning is through team work when it comes to the post-season. I hope Torre does something before I lose all faith in him.&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7739762389473643741?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7739762389473643741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7739762389473643741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7739762389473643741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7739762389473643741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-wrong.html' title='What is wrong?'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-5615207205201415661</id><published>2006-10-03T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:05:31.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hefi bertdi!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, MY &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://nomi-rufus.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;TOTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; TODAY, OCTOBER 3, 2006. ANOTHER YEAR TO KEEP LOVING YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DIANA TOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-5615207205201415661?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/5615207205201415661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=5615207205201415661&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5615207205201415661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/5615207205201415661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/10/hefi-bertdi.html' title='hefi bertdi!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-7073691341647582457</id><published>2006-09-27T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:00:14.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i spoil him</title><content type='html'>&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;His birthday is in six days. In advance I bought him a NINTENDO DS. He was so ecstatic! He already bought himself a DVD burner. Aside from all that though, he took me out on a date which included breakfast, shopping, lunch and the rest I can't really divulge (wink). So it really wasn't just about him, it was mostly about US. Advance Happy birthday to my romantic, intelligent, and funny Hubby! I want to grow old with you!&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-7073691341647582457?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/7073691341647582457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=7073691341647582457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7073691341647582457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/7073691341647582457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-spoil-him.html' title='i spoil him'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-4267562890180799076</id><published>2006-09-22T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T09:39:59.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a billionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px; MARGIN-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px; HEIGHT: 70px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:24px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"...I were a billionaire.."&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/400richest/"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:2px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/200/09%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;I was looking at Forbes on the world's billionaires.  Probably only about a thousand total. Mostly self made entrepreneurs whose efforts must have been fierce.  And then there are the handfuls who inherited theirs.  What would I do if I were a billionaire and money still growing?  First I would payoff all my debt, payoff my in-laws house and cars, buy my mom a house and payoff her debt, build my house to the exact specifications that I want, especially the solar panels.  Then my real work begins.  I would leave the money growth, investments, and management to my husband while I do all the spending..hehehe.  I would probably also invest in the research and promotion of alternative sources of energy.  Our world is falling apart.  I want to also build churches, buy one for our church and build churches especially in the Philippines.  I would help our SDA campuses with materials and programs and buildings.  Then I would travel the world, assist especially in orphanages building and helping for the betterment of the children's welfare.  I would probably spend the rest of my life being a missionary and assisting orphans.  I want to teach my children compassion that they will carry with them their whole lives and not depend on the money that sustains them but rather matters of the heart.  Also, teach them compassion also in their spiritual lives.  For my husband and me, our children's salvation is the greatest priority.  That is what I would do if I were a billionaire.&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-4267562890180799076?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/4267562890180799076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=4267562890180799076&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/4267562890180799076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/4267562890180799076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-i-were-billionaire.html' title='If I were a billionaire'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-569249448647912433</id><published>2006-09-15T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T08:39:07.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>past perfected</title><content type='html'>Do you ever squirm about wonderful days in highschool? I was looking through some old pictures and happened upon some that just made me scream. I decided to embarrass myself and post some really horrible pictures of my highschool fashion sense... laugh all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In picture one, WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT thing around my neck!! is it supposed to be a necklace? &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/1600/uhuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 59px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 51px" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/200/uhuh.jpg" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In picture two, check out my bandana cap and moomoo outfit. Was i born in the sixties? &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/1600/ohno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 42px" height="75" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/200/ohno.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yaaarrrrhhhhggg to the pirate!! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And picture three is the best one yet, I'm wearing some kind of white stocking, a bridesmaid dress and WHAT IS UP with the bangs!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/1600/ugh!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 51px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 63px" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/774/1838/200/ugh%21%21.jpg" width="77" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-569249448647912433?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/569249448647912433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=569249448647912433&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/569249448647912433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/569249448647912433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/09/past-perfected.html' title='past perfected'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-1285185574713119474</id><published>2006-09-11T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:37:42.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;You must possess hope. Hope inspite of pain, hope inspite of sorrow, hope inspite of regret for hope can erase all these. There is hope in a tear as sorrow can bring love.  There is hope in remembrance as to reminisce brings understanding.  There is hope in a world where an act for separation can be bring compassion.  Hope in the presence of freedom, not dominion, joy not war, faith not arrogance, peace not agression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-1285185574713119474?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/1285185574713119474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=1285185574713119474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1285185574713119474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/1285185574713119474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-anniversary.html' title='another anniversary'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115764734022503706</id><published>2006-09-07T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:59:12.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 7px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 24px; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:24px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"But her bust line was even more amazing!"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;Do you ever get jealous at those super pretty girls that just get every man's attention?  I was sitting at starbucks having my favorite cup of coffee.  I actually took time to look pretty today.  My hair was nice, I had some make-up on and i felt pretty confident.  Then, in a blink of an eye, here she comes in, tall, about 5'7 or 5'8, long silky brunnette with blue-greenish eyes, smooth skin and lips with a hint of tan on her skin and a slender physique.  But her bust line was even more amazing.  Not too big, but certainly a handful.  Ugh! I said to myself.  If only...if only...  We always think that maybe they are airheads or not that smart.  I looked to see what she was holding in her hand, a big heavy biology book and she had a laptop in a cute laptop bag around her shoulder.  She was just wearing flat shoes, jeans, and a nice fitting white blouse but believe me, all perverted testosterone driven eyes were on her.  My husband claims i'm often vain, well, after seeing her, I felt more envious than vain.  I felt ugly actually.  Ugh! I said to myself again.  We short people never get to win... Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115764734022503706?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115764734022503706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115764734022503706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115764734022503706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115764734022503706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/09/envy.html' title='envy'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115712870050628810</id><published>2006-09-01T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:41:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't kill me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:25px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"...talking about suicide"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;A good friend of mine is in the hospital with complications to her heart, lungs, blood, and intestines. It's a never ending battle to stay alive and a never ending battle for the doctors to keep her going. But now things have changed for the worst. Her whole life she has been in and out of the hospital, nothing she can't handle. But things are getting harder and harder for her and at times she can no longer keep her head up and smiling. She left a message on my voicemail talking about suicide.  Recently, she was on a suicide watch. A 70 hour hold. The doctors must be really pissed at her because they must be doing everything they can to keep her living. They have been doing that her whole life. Now it has changed. I'm pissed at her. I'm so mad at her because she has a daughter that she has to live for. She has friends who care and love her. And yet, I cannot sympathize with her because I don't know how frustrating it must be, i don't know how painful it must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is one to know if someone is really dedicated to committing suicide?&lt;br /&gt;There are people who talk about suicide but never do it. They just want your attention. One of my friends told me that there are specific signs you have to pay attention to when someone tells you they want to commit suicide. First, they tell you they want to commit it, second, ask what they plan to do to get it done, and if it sounds doable, ask if they have a reason. If they answered all of those questions, the next thing you do is call the authorities. It is important to keep these things in mind.  Please keep her in your prayers even if you don't know her.  It doesn't hurt to pray if it can save a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115712870050628810?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115712870050628810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115712870050628810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115712870050628810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115712870050628810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-kill-me-now.html' title='don&apos;t kill me now'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115667022682021077</id><published>2006-08-27T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:36:07.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:25px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"And it goes blah blah blah..."&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;Can't sleep. Too much on my mind. Made Camping itinerary for the church. Yankees game tomorrow, can't wait to wear my Jeter jersey and yankee cap. Thinking about a good bowl of rocky road ice cream if i have the guts to go downstairs and open my freezer. And it goes on, blah blah blah... Thinking if I should work another job, take classes on the side. Hubby sleeping beside me, computer on my lap, screen light to the lowest. Where are the cats? They usually sleep on the bed with us. Too hot but turned off aircon to save utility bill. Got the fan on but my hair is bugging... Need a good foot massage and I still have that pony tail on my head from this morning. Feet hurt from the heels I wore to church. I wonder how he can just fall asleep like that. How do men do it? ugh! Better try to get some shut eye so I can actually wake up to watch the Yankees. They lost already to the Angels, hope they won't lose again tomorrow... What is up with that?? Wonder if &lt;strong&gt;Ferdie &lt;/strong&gt;is going to cut his mohawk, &lt;strong&gt;Diana&lt;/strong&gt; might convince him,... though he could convince her. She just loves loves him. &lt;strong&gt;Bob&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Agnes&lt;/strong&gt; are getting hitched, About time!!! They're so sweet together, hihihi... fun to watch. I wonder if people think me and my hubby are a good looking couple... ?? My Math teacher &lt;strong&gt;Sir Dano&lt;/strong&gt; has a friendster account!!!! &lt;strong&gt;Angela&lt;/strong&gt; is preggy...she'll probably pop out a genius!!! I'm excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115667022682021077?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115667022682021077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115667022682021077&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115667022682021077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115667022682021077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/08/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115617750070697827</id><published>2006-08-21T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:41:03.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't do it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:25px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"I LOVE DEREK JETER!!!"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;So yes, I am a bit of a baseball fan due to the fanatic man who I call my hubby. Whenever it's the Yankees, and sometimes the Dodgers, he can't get his mind off the game. Even when he's driving, he tunes the radio to the game, when we're at a party or doing some errands, he constantly checks his fone on the internet for new updates and sometimes you'll just randomly hear him shout for joy behind you as you're walking when he finds that his team is winning or did something to have an advantage. GO YANKEES!!! I feel somewhat for Boston Red Sox because they lost four straight games against the Yankees. That must SUCK! But at the same time, GO YANKEES and they are winning without the "supposed" magic of AROD. I LOVE DEREK JETER!!! I hope they keep on winning. I feel for Johnny Damon though. If they keep booing him, at that rate he might just want to win any game against the RED SOX! It's not fair, he contributed so much to Red Sox win in '04 and the management didn't even want to keep him. It wasn't his choice to leave but they didn't sign him back on. Well, moving to the Yankees is the best decision he ever made. At lease he's with a team that actually wants him and they are doing great! GO DAMON!! He looks great without the mustache, almost like changing identity. We actually see his face! YEY!!! GOOD JOB JOHNNY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;edit:// AHEM... 5 straight games. They won the fifth today!! Wooohoo!! Another Boston Massacre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115617750070697827?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115617750070697827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115617750070697827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115617750070697827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115617750070697827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/08/cant-do-it.html' title='can&apos;t do it'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115506402439596746</id><published>2006-08-08T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T03:47:18.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love</title><content type='html'>Things I love, a cleaning husband and some good FUZE drink (especially the white tea)! &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/drink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115506402439596746?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115506402439596746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115506402439596746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115506402439596746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115506402439596746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115350858021840200</id><published>2006-08-03T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:29:45.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I die today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 145px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:20px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"Nothing compares to the terror they must face now..."&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;There was this guy asking around to see what people thought of all the images being portrayed in the newpapers and magazines about the war in Lebanon and Israel. Most of the people were upset that such gruesome images were allowed to be shown and published. That out-of-sight out-of-mind metality! None of those images are anywhere close to what those orphans are seeing, death in the streets, whose parents were killed, whose aunts and uncles where killed, whose neighbors and friends were killed by acts of war. Nothing compares to the terror they must face now, now that it is happening again even when all they have is themselves. I am troubled. Troubled that the world is falling apart. Troubled that while many die, many don't care. Troubled that I cannot do more than contribute money or raise awareness. However, I rejoice for it gives me hope that Jesus may come in our lifetime! That revelation will finally happen! I'm troubled, but excited. I hate the wars, the terror, but these are signs you know.  It gives me an opportunity to still change. Look in the mirror and see my faults and ask forgiveness. You never know, a bomb might hit tomorrow, today, or in a few hours in our cities, in our towns. If I die today will I be able to face the One who can come and take me away? Will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115350858021840200?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115350858021840200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115350858021840200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115350858021840200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115350858021840200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-die-today.html' title='If I die today'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115323664137302151</id><published>2006-07-18T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T17:28:59.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what nerve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 6px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 21px; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:23px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"Well, if you were fat maybe I'd help you..."&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;I went to LANE BRYANT yesterday with my friend. No, you're right, i don't fit any of those clothes but my friend needed some good interview clothes so i was there to help her out. Anyways, I didn't tell her this but this black sales lady was there. She took one good look at me when we came in and she had the nastiest look like "what do you think you're doing here " look. I left the store a couple of times while waiting for my friend to choose and went around the nearer stores in the mall to find some shorts. The second time i went back in, i found a shirt that i thought would look cute on my friend. So I asked the sales lady if they had it in a different color or one without buttons. The lady looked at me with the biggest attitude moving her index finger back and forth and said "Well, if you were fat maybe I'd help you but since your little skinny ass walked in here just to insult us big women, then i don't think i owe you any explanation or help." Then she walked away rolling her eyes! What nerve! I wasn't there to buy stuff for ME, I was there to help my friend pick out some stuff. And she knew that too! She saw us walk in together! She just waited for the right moment when my friend was far enough away so she could insult me like that!!!! What nerve!!! I never chose to be skinny you know. At least they have stores like LANE BRYANT specifically made for heavy set women. They don't have stores for size "0"s and it's really hard to find a size zero that fits you. I literally have to go to the juniors section, a twenty-six year old woman going to the juniors section, to find clothes. You know how hard it is during interviews when they see this tiny girl that looks like ten years old! Plus, men tend to take advantage of you as well! It's not easy being this skinny, and I really wish i could gain more weight! But it's really hard for me. Ask anybody! It's not something i'm proud of, but if big women get treated badly, so do we small skinny women. I shouldn't have been treated that way. That was so not fair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115323664137302151?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115323664137302151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115323664137302151&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115323664137302151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115323664137302151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-nerve.html' title='what nerve!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115224567502973306</id><published>2006-07-06T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T02:40:32.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop bitching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Please read what the picture says. If anything, these images break my heart. It literally hurts my chest, makes me cry and die inside. I complain a lot about a lot of stupid things but then i fail to realize something. We are certainly a billion times more fortunate than these children. So why are we bitching and complaining?? If only I had all the money in the world, i would give it all to help these poor children. Why don't the rich billionaires have any compassion? What have we become? &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;//EDIT(7.11.06): Ok, so I take back what I said about the billionaires, although i still believe that the majority don't do their share. The two mentioned in the comment are certainly exceptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/water.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/water.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/dying%20child.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/dying%20child.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/depression.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/depression.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/in%20need.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px" height="93" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/in%20need.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115224567502973306?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115224567502973306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115224567502973306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115224567502973306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115224567502973306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/07/stop-bitching.html' title='stop bitching'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115146161260553682</id><published>2006-06-27T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:56:18.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mislay my sovereignty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 6px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 21px; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:23px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;Losing my sanity, my sense of independence.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's a given isn't it that once you get married you depend on each other for support and consult each other in every important aspect of decision making. I've always been an independent person, seeking out solutions to my own problems and finding my own way of working things out. However, since I've gotten married, I’ve been so dependent on my husband, leading to some kind of frustration. Not that it's bad to be dependent because that's how relationships are supposed to work, but I sometimes feel the need to make decisions without consult, which in turn of course could lead to disaster. Well, at some point I’m going to have to suck it up and take a deep breath. It's for my own good anyways, just have to let go of that pride you know. I just have a hard time doing so. It's difficult and nobody said that it would be a smooth ride, but one thing is for sure, I no longer hold selfishly the rights to the wheel, i will at many times be a passenger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115146161260553682?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115146161260553682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115146161260553682&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115146161260553682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115146161260553682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/06/mislay-my-sovereignty.html' title='mislay my sovereignty'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115068603063524366</id><published>2006-06-18T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:25:26.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fUnFuN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;So here's some videos from over the weekend. First the socials night. We had a fasion show of famous filipina women but we had the men dress up! It's so funny!!! CHECK OUT MY HUSBAND IN HIS GREEN DRESS! On father's day we took dad to Long beach. Here are some videos of them with the birds. I might not be keeping these videos up for long, so enjoy while it's still up. There are also pictures from this weekend up on the &lt;a href="http://www.chiquitafilipina.com"target="_blank"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/130885/20060618/193028.flv&amp;post=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/130885/20060618/192901.flv&amp;amp;post=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/130885/20060618/192956.flv&amp;amp;post=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115068603063524366?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115068603063524366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115068603063524366&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115068603063524366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115068603063524366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/06/funfun.html' title='fUnFuN!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-115012108201486174</id><published>2006-06-12T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:15:11.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUH????!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:23px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY tO mE?????&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit//[6.15. 6:11pm] for those who know me and my obsession with penguins, my Babe got me the BEST card ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="352" height="308" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vid8.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/MOV02395MPG.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-115012108201486174?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/115012108201486174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=115012108201486174&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115012108201486174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/115012108201486174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/06/huh.html' title='HUH????!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114945204093814701</id><published>2006-06-04T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:07:01.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crisis ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:23px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;I finally have a bowel movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-color /&gt;&lt;font-color:#cccccc;&gt;Three old men are talking about their aches, pains and bodily function's. One seventy year old man says, "I have this problem. I wake up every morning at seven and it takes me twenty minutes to pee." An eighty year old man says, "My case is worse. I get up at eight and I sit there and grunt and groan for half an hour before I finally have a bowel movement." The ninety year old man says, "At seven I pee like a horse, at eight I crap like a cow." "So what's your problem?" asked the others. "I don't wake up until nine!" he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In about eight days I will be old&lt;u&gt;ER&lt;/u&gt;!!! Life moves so fast! I graduated from college, got married, reconsidered alternative professions, returning to school,... All in so little time yet it feels like i've aged ten times more!!! I feel like i'm falling apart!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/pics%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/pics%20021.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found my old and first passport. Here was what I looked like during my innocence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font-color:#cccccc;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114945204093814701?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114945204093814701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114945204093814701&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114945204093814701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114945204093814701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/06/crisis-ahead.html' title='crisis ahead!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114853358386569936</id><published>2006-05-24T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:10:06.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAKAKAINIS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 50px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:30px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"WHAT THE F***!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE F***! WHY DID HE WIN?????????HOW THE HELL DID TAYLOR HICKS WIN????!!@#@%@#@#% What the @#$@%!#! He can't even sing that well! Kat CAN SING. Chris CAN SING!!! What the @#!@#@$!!!!! I'm so pi$$&amp;amp;)!!! And I voted too!!! Arrggg!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114853358386569936?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114853358386569936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114853358386569936&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114853358386569936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114853358386569936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/05/nakakainis.html' title='NAKAKAINIS!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114799819104286658</id><published>2006-05-18T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:24:50.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sperm donor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:23px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;I consider him the sperm donor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 25 years, almost 26 in a month, I have lived my life without ever knowing my father. I've never even met him. Up until this day, he's not my father if one truly understands the definition of the word. I consider him the sperm donor! Then just a few months ago, I found out that my husband's uncle was best friends with my biological father way back in his college days. There are even pictures to prove it. All my friends tell me that if I get a chance, that I should look for him. Everybody has been telling me that maybe I should find him. Some actually know where he is. But I don't want to, although I'm curious. What will it do to my mother? How will she feel if I find him? What if I hurt her? What if she never really liked him or that he was a mistake in her past that she is not willing to confront? I'm afraid of hurting her because she's done all that she could raising me by herself. But I do wonder, what if I have siblings? I've always been an only child. What if he looks like me? What if I look like the siblings? But I'm also afraid I might hurt HIS side as well. What if his family doesn't know he has another child? What if it will affect his family? What if it breaks it apart if all of a sudden I come into existence? These are risks I'm not willing to take. So even though I have these curious questions, the consequences just don't seem to be worth it. Afterall, if he really was interested, why hasn't he taken the effort to look for me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:11;color:#cccccc;font-size:11px;"&gt;What should I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114799819104286658?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114799819104286658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114799819104286658&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114799819104286658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114799819104286658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/05/sperm-donor.html' title='the sperm donor'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114774499627204365</id><published>2006-05-15T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:25:32.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:23px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"TO THE MOM OF MY FUTURE KIDS. THE LOVE OF MY LIFE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's certainly something more than money that make me smile. It's love. Always love. I got a card for mother's day! My Toto. He gave me a card. On the envelope it said "TO MY TATA, TO THE MOM OF MY FUTURE KIDS, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!". Then inside it had this cute cat cartoon that was saying things such as "To my wonderful wife, know what I love most about you? Your sexy smile, your cute laugh, your passionate kisses, your warmth and caring, your sense of humor, your forgiving ways, the way you snuggle, your gentle touch, your whisper in my ear, EVERYTHING! Happy mother's day, I love you. Yours forever, Toto!" Damn I love my man! He just makes me skip a beat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114774499627204365?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114774499627204365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114774499627204365&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114774499627204365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114774499627204365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-him.html' title='love him'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114720302966753910</id><published>2006-05-09T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:26:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 18px; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:26px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"may become necessary for sexual gratification"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this fetish. What sucks about it is that it makes me so SUPERFICIAL!!! Arggg!!! Sometimes it affects my relationships. Sometimes it makes me think bad thoughts. I wonder if they have support groups (or better yet, fetish removal groups) that can help me overcome this so that I don't get in so much trouble. Man, I'm going to get in so much trouble for this. Does anybody know any rehabilitation programs for freeky diky stuff like this. I know, I'm weird.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edit://&lt;/span&gt; ok, let me just expand this a bit. The meaning of fetish is: An object of unreasonably excessive attention or reverence, something, such as a material object or a nonsexual part of the body, that arouses sexual desire and &lt;strong&gt;may become necessary for sexual gratification. &lt;/strong&gt;An abnormally obsessive preoccupation or attachment; a fixation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, it's almost like cheating isn't it? And just to clarify, it's the arms. Nice cut arms. Not big, not buff, just cut..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114720302966753910?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114720302966753910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114720302966753910&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114720302966753910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114720302966753910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-secret.html' title='I have a secret'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114659320159172929</id><published>2006-05-02T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:27:00.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not just race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 18px; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:26px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"I can't imagine my Lola considered a felon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hundreds of thousands of immigrants, mostly latinos walked the streets of the country yesterday, I softly wondered to myself, would there really be a great impact? The only way for the United States to be impacted by the boycott is if every single immigrant walked the streets. Not just latinos, but filipinos, thai, asians, middle easterns, indians, all immigrants. Does the new proposed law not understand how bad economically the country would be without immigrants? &lt;strong&gt;35 million &lt;/strong&gt;immigrants in the united states, imagine how much taxes they pay, imagine our produce, who is willing to pick their own lettuce or pay ten dollars for a head of lettuce? Engineers, doctors, professionals all contributed their cultural and educational skills to this country to advance it in medicine, science, and agriculture. I can't imagine my Lola considered a felon, 70+ years old, worked her butt off to support family members in the Philippines, Lola considered as a felon. The main reason there are so many filipino nurses in the US is because white Americans don't want to be nurses. They want a higher pay raise than what typical filipino nurses get. That said, I doubt there are many white americans who are willing to clean toilets, wipe elder people's butts, wash dishes in restaurants, pick the produce in the farms. A great nation is one whose attributes embrace cultures, understand cultures, and appreciate other cultures for their contributions to society. The greatness of one country is due to the contributions of another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Update: new poem entry "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114659320159172929?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114659320159172929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114659320159172929&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114659320159172929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114659320159172929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-just-race.html' title='not just race'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114623620996738096</id><published>2006-04-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:28:29.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So here it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 16px; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:25px;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"Passion makes the world go round. Love just makes it a safer place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;Ice T, The Ice Opinion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is. My new layout. What better way to celebrate the changing of the season than to come in with passion and enthusiasm. It is the time of love, friendship and fun. So bring it on! Time to take out those clothes in the far corner of the closet. I might get a hair cut too, color my hair, and buy a few clothes just for the season. Who knows, maybe this time I might just get that summer dress that I've been wanting. I'm not quite done yet though. Some links I'm still working on. Lots of other quirks cuz I'm not an expert in this layout thing. It doesn't work with firefox so i have to fix that too. So be patient with me while i'm working on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;update:&lt;/strong&gt; I added some more pics of my sister-in-law's wedding in the gallery for those of you who know her. I hope Joma doesn't mind but I fell in love with her wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114623620996738096?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114623620996738096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114623620996738096&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114623620996738096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114623620996738096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-here-it-is.html' title='So here it is'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114563639139632580</id><published>2006-04-21T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:33:00.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess so....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 150px; LINE-HEIGHT: 16px; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: right; opacity: .90font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:25px;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=75); opacity: .75"&gt;"I love seasons too,&lt;/span&gt; that's why I live in a state that gets rid of all the &lt;span style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=90); opacity: .90"&gt;crappy ones!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;So it's not winter anymore. I actually like winter. Cold mornings in bed. No glare on the drive. No skin cancer, no seasonal allergies, no forest fires, no raking of leaves (cuz there aint any) but more importantly, that nice winter cuddle. Dangit! Maybe I should live in Alaska! Hahaha! Just kidding. I once heard this on XM radio about california.Hehehe.... maybe, maybe. But which are considered crappy? I have a cold, change of weather thing. I like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kittyriz.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:;"&gt; blog layout, but I can't stand too many flowers. I feel like sneezing. Well, except maybe roses. Speaking of layouts, maybe I should update this blog. I might as well. When I have the time I guess. Soon... yup, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114563639139632580?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114563639139632580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114563639139632580&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114563639139632580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114563639139632580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-guess-so.html' title='I guess so....'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114437152546808740</id><published>2006-04-06T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:33:44.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pasalubong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01914.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#e8e8e8;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="95" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01914.jpg" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For the most part, when he went to the Philippines, his main goal, aside from his sister's wedding and graduation was to shop. He shopped a lot. Got me all the clothes I wanted, some with the help of his sister ching, and some other pasalubong. He got me a new phone too! Thank goodness cuz my old phone was falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added some pictures to the gallery of my sister-in-laws wedding and graduation for those of you who know her. I'll post more when more comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was really pretty from the pictures and video I saw and yet it was simple. Too bad I couldn't go. I think, if my husband and I had the wedding in the Philippines, the money we spent at our wedding would be very extravagant if spent there. But it’s ok. The wedding was very simple and pretty but very very pretty. Too bad I don't have enough reception photos because it was at the university pool, lighted palm and coconut trees, candles floating in the pool, beautiful candlelight dinner underneath the moon and the stars... Nature took over and beautified such a moment. I know a lot of people spend a lot on weddings, but a simple wedding is just as beautiful if done right. Simplicity can mean many things and it is a witness to others of who you are at times. If something simple can be beautiful, such as my sister-in-laws wedding, it shows who she is, a simple and beautiful individual. She doesn't need extravagance to show her beauty, for beauty is much more amazing when it's natural. Like the stars that lit up her ceiling during her reception, they were the real stars, the real moon, the ceiling was the sky, and the soothing sound of music was the waters of the pool. True love is not bound by money, it is bound by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, some other pasalubong. Dried mangos, sampalok, durian candy etc.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01903.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8 ;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 36px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 58px" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01903.jpg" width="72" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01899.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 27px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px" height="135" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01899.jpg" width="67" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01902.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 31px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01902.jpg" width="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01904.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 42px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 44px" height="78" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01904.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01896.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 44px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 58px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01896.jpg" width="93" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01897.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 33px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 57px" height="108" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01897.jpg" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01898.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 38px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 55px" height="120" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01898.jpg" width="67" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01901.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 48px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 48px" height="92" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01901.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01902.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nectarine (or is it peach) tree in the back yard is growing really well. It's flowering. The grass has grown so fast especially within the last days when it rained non-stop. So he had to mow the lawn. .. he looks funny doing it in his pajamas....hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01911.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01911.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01912.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01912.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01907.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#E8E8E8;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 71px" height="106" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01907.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114437152546808740?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114437152546808740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114437152546808740&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114437152546808740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114437152546808740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/04/pasalubong.html' title='pasalubong'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114378299461904334</id><published>2006-03-30T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:34:24.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YIPEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE'S HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114378299461904334?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114378299461904334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114378299461904334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114378299461904334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114378299461904334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/03/yipee.html' title='YIPEE!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114347388610517836</id><published>2006-03-27T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:35:30.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>So I couldn't help it. I called him on his cellphone. It costs him 2.29 per minute for me to call him in the philippines, 0.50 for him to send text messages, 0.10 for him when he receives text messages. I just jacked up his phone bill to a little over 200 dollars in addition to his regular rates. Hehehehe... What I do for love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114347388610517836?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114347388610517836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114347388610517836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114347388610517836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114347388610517836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/03/desperation.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114320946544056249</id><published>2006-03-24T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:36:56.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pagpupuyat</title><content type='html'>I'm up early this morning. Been packing his things for the last two days, creating a checklist for all the things he needs and making sure he has everything ready to go. His flight is at 11:20 this morning but with traffic and 405 in our path, I honestly don't know what time we would make it if we waited any longer. I miss him already. I feel so lonely. My bed mates will be my cats for the next few days. Good thing Lola, Nene, and Auntie are here to keep me company. But it's harder on my part because I see the things that remind me of him everyday. If there is one true test of faithful love, this must be one of them. I know that it's not like he's leaving for a long long time, but nonetheless, he's leaving, and that still triggers my depression. I fear many things and you never know what will happen, a plane crash, a hijacking, kidnapping, anything could happen. Well, at least he's not in Iraq like Bhoyette, but then again, he's still far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#e8e8e8;"&gt;(9:35pm)//: I NOW HAVE SARS!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#e8e8e8;"&gt;(Severe Absence of Romance and Sex!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114320946544056249?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114320946544056249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114320946544056249&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114320946544056249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114320946544056249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/03/pagpupuyat.html' title='pagpupuyat'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114197106772329141</id><published>2006-03-09T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:37:59.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's leaving...</title><content type='html'>In two weeks I will be alone. No one to cuddle me to sleep, to kiss my forehead when I'm sad, to hold me when I'm cold, to listen when I'm talkative, to smile when I'm silly, to laugh when I'm silly, and to love whenever I want. This sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*he's going to the PI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114197106772329141?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114197106772329141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114197106772329141&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114197106772329141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114197106772329141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/03/hes-leaving.html' title='He&apos;s leaving...'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-114006788247141896</id><published>2006-02-15T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:38:57.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEETER THAN CHOCOLATE BROWNIE CAKE</title><content type='html'>For valentine's day, my husband did something different (amazingly sweet in other words). He gave me a valentines gift a week before v-day, on v-day we had a wonderful dinner with my in-laws, and today, after v-day he picked me up early, went to Barnes for some reading material and took me out for Sushi!!!! Valentines day is certainly very special for me, but everyday is special when I know that the man God gave me is perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My v-day gift... no it's not roses or chocolates-those things don't last very long... but this... an original adidas track jacket!!! yey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/v-day%20gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/v-day%20gift.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-114006788247141896?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/114006788247141896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=114006788247141896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114006788247141896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/114006788247141896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/02/sweeter-than-chocolate-brownie-cake.html' title='SWEETER THAN CHOCOLATE BROWNIE CAKE'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113937331088432297</id><published>2006-02-07T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:40:08.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It sucks and its back!!</title><content type='html'>WINTER is officially over in california. The temperature has raised and we're actually experiencing wild fires here. So, this winter, it hardly rained, just a little windy, but a light sweater is all you really need. Actually, it just feels like the cooler side of spring.&lt;br /&gt;"HOUSE"!!!!! IS BACK!!!! Thank goodness! I miss the sarcastic, genius doctor that has made my tuesdays a lot more exciting! yey!&lt;br /&gt;My sexy babe. I like it when he does his morning sit-ups and his hair is messy and in all directions. I think its so sexy! Well, he's my husband, ofcourse! I always find him sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/DSC01507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/DSC01507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113937331088432297?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113937331088432297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113937331088432297&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113937331088432297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113937331088432297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-sucks-and-its-back.html' title='It sucks and its back!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113808284621237740</id><published>2006-01-23T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:41:18.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>was i adopted?</title><content type='html'>First it was Pit, my closest cousin. But that was ok, I was still in college. Then it was JJ, my cutest cousin. But that was ok, I was not married yet. Then.... I got married. Then Langga got married.... Then.... she got pregnant.... but me?.... It struck me, it wasn't ok anymore. They're all fertile! WAS I ADOPTED? DO I HAVE THE SOMOSO GENE AT ALL? DID I TRULY COME FROM THE SOMOSO CLAN? I'm excited, thrilled, stressed, and bumbed.... but in a few days time, I'm also going to be............... (trumpet sounds) an........ AUNTIE!!!! YUP. The third time around. I'm afraid it might even be the fourth time around if Jinkie beats me to it! Good thing my twin cousins are still barely old enough to use proper sentences. (sigh).... I can't wait. I'm nick-naming my little neice "LYA" (lee-ya), from Julianne &lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;(although for some reason I feel like that name came from me....). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113808284621237740?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113808284621237740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113808284621237740&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113808284621237740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113808284621237740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/01/was-i-adopted.html' title='was i adopted?'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113769612243834801</id><published>2006-01-19T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:41:46.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>I neeeed to get out more.... my life is everything but exciting and nothing but boring!!!!!  EDIT// I really meant, I need a vacation far far away!... like Egypt or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113769612243834801?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113769612243834801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113769612243834801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113769612243834801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113769612243834801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/01/blahhh.html' title='BLAHHH!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113744590483085467</id><published>2006-01-16T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:43:21.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecurities</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've written on here. Finally had the time.&lt;br /&gt;I think all women have some kind of insecurity that I'm sure bugs the hell out of their partners. MINE? The list goes on, here to name a few &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/pix11b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 46px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px" height="98" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/pix11b.jpg" width="67" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Wish I was taller&lt;br /&gt;2. Wish my teeth were perfect&lt;br /&gt;3. Wish I was more well endowed ;) (those lovely lady lumps!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Wish my lips were less full (cuz they get dry all the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/pix3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 45px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 46px" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/pix3b.jpg" width="78" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Wish my skin was lighter&lt;br /&gt;6. Wish I was more musically talented and good at it&lt;br /&gt;7. Wish I was smarter&lt;br /&gt;8. Wish I was more financially capable (to help my family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/pix1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 44px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px" height="131" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/pix1b.jpg" width="35" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. Wish I was more learned (not just schooled)&lt;br /&gt;10. Wish I was prettier&lt;br /&gt;and on and on and on..... (sigh).... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/pix5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 44px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px" height="114" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/pix5b.jpg" width="53" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;character flaws&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't get over trying to prove that I'm better than them (referring to some highschool setbacks)&lt;br /&gt;2. Can't get over those traumatizing life decisions that I regret. (still haunts me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/pix15b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 46px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/pix15b.jpg" width="61" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. I'm jealous of that girl he liked once that I've never met, but she seems nice and better in character than me.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a problem with dependence, always striving independence even if I really shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;and on and on. (sigh) I should stop before I annoy someone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113744590483085467?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113744590483085467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113744590483085467&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113744590483085467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113744590483085467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/01/insecurities.html' title='Insecurities'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113648017699421870</id><published>2006-01-05T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:43:57.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>name thieves!!!</title><content type='html'>I told a few people what I would name my future kids when I have them and they stole the names!! Either made a little spelling difference or used it for the opposite sex. I'm so bumbed!!! Can't trust people anymore!! ARGGG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113648017699421870?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113648017699421870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113648017699421870&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113648017699421870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113648017699421870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2006/01/name-thieves.html' title='name thieves!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113598284021229082</id><published>2005-12-30T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:44:16.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet</title><content type='html'>Christmas was bittersweet. We had a special Christmas program at church, just lots of singing and singing along. Then we ate a lot! Christmas day, my in-laws invited those who didn't have family from church to join us for lunch, Lakers v. Miami (Kobe v. Shaq) game, and Mr. Bean DVD's. Crazy crazy day. Too much food! I tried to gain some pounds but I think it didn't stay on very long. The bitter part, a church family member died of throat cancer. We just buried him today. Tomorrow is New Year's eve, don't know much about the future. Just hoping that God will bless us with a little Toto or little Tata, but right now it seems like it's not happening. I also decided for my new year's resolution to start my own journal, not the 1000 journals project though i did get the idea from Marissa, but just my own to keep because I have so much to say and show and somethings you want to keep close to you without letting the world know. Anyways, see you all next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113598284021229082?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113598284021229082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113598284021229082&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113598284021229082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113598284021229082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/12/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113520990823158255</id><published>2005-12-21T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:45:40.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND MERRY NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; HEIGHT: 107px" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/SICK.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYBODY!!!!! HOPE THE SEASON BRINGS MANY BLESSINGS!!! WHICH SUCKS FOR ME BECAUSE&lt;/span&gt; I'M SICK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:// YOU HAVE GOT TO CHECK&lt;a href="http://www.kittyriz.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OUT! IF IT ISN'T THE CUTEST THING!!! SHE or HE (not sure of sex) IS JUST SO CUTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113520990823158255?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113520990823158255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113520990823158255&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113520990823158255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113520990823158255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-christmas-and-merry-new-year.html' title='HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND MERRY NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113401187159538804</id><published>2005-12-07T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:46:15.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/P127112_hero[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="115" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/P127112_hero%5B1%5D.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professional make-up brush set, boots (sexy ones), a trip to vegas to see Zumanity and O!. That's all. That's all I want for Christmas.... Well, a new car (specifically an Acura TL) hehehe... but... um.... (sigh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113401187159538804?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113401187159538804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113401187159538804&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113401187159538804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113401187159538804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas...'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113339320938376783</id><published>2005-11-30T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:46:47.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the official one</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TODAY IS OUR OFFICIAL WEDDING ANNIVERSARY! TWO YEARS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113339320938376783?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113339320938376783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113339320938376783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113339320938376783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113339320938376783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/11/official-one.html' title='the official one'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113294307927500601</id><published>2005-11-25T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:48:06.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yup, i did it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/a.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I pretty much had the layout ready and all I needed to do was to post it. So here it is. I couldn't wait. I know that I won't have time in the next few weeks before the 12th of December so this is the perfect time to launch it. It's not even winter yet, but oh well. This layout suits me. It's so simple and pretty. I love this one.&lt;strong&gt;Oh, and here's that turkey. A group of nine people couldn't finish it. Lot's of left-overs for this week. That's two kinds of gravy too! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113294307927500601?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113294307927500601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113294307927500601&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113294307927500601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113294307927500601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/11/yup-i-did-it.html' title='yup, i did it.'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113286263089909432</id><published>2005-11-24T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:49:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor baby!</title><content type='html'>Poor baby got spayed yesterday and got all her shots. She's still dizzy from the anesthesia and has lost all the fun-ness about her. She's in a bit of pain. We can't feed her yet because we have to wait a day before feeding her. She doesn't have any appetite either even just to drink. Poor baby! I don't know what to do!&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!! &lt;br /&gt;P.S. I decided to delay my new layout since it's for winter and right now, it is still super warm here in cali. Doesn't feel like winter at all. Doesn't even feel like fall either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113286263089909432?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113286263089909432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113286263089909432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113286263089909432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113286263089909432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/11/poor-baby.html' title='Poor baby!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113233938772638372</id><published>2005-11-18T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:49:58.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>illegal</title><content type='html'>It was last night when we were on the fast lane. Then this guy, who was right beside us decided to change lanes. The problem was, he was RIGHT BESIDE US!!. He wasn't in the next lane ahead or behind, but literally right beside us. He just changed lanes and we ended up going to the shoulder of the fast lane to avoid him. There was no where for us to go!!! stupid driver. I think he got scared after doing that cuz he exited right away. Good thing we didn't chase after him. Stupid driver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my morning commute&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/communte.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/communte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113233938772638372?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113233938772638372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113233938772638372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113233938772638372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113233938772638372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/11/illegal.html' title='illegal'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113139885524807585</id><published>2005-11-07T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:50:22.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about the monkey</title><content type='html'>A monkey is sitting in a tree smoking a joint when a lizard walks past and looks up and says to the monkey " Hey! What are you doing?" The monkey says "smoking a joint, come up and have some." So the lizard climbs up and sits next to the monkey and they have a few joints. After a while the lizard says his mouth is 'dry' and is going to get a drink from the river. The lizard is so stoned that he leans too far over and falls into the river. A Crocodile sees this and swims over to the lizard and helps him to the side, then asks the lizard, "What's the matter with you?" The lizard explains to the crocodile that he was sitting smoking a joint with the monkey in the tree, got too stoned and then fell into the river while taking a drink. The crocodile says he has to check this out and walks nto the jungle, finds the tree where the monkey is sitting, finishing a joint, and he looks up and says " Hey you!" The Monkey looks down and says,"holy fuuuuuuck dude. how much water did you drink?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113139885524807585?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113139885524807585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113139885524807585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113139885524807585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113139885524807585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-about-monkey.html' title='it&apos;s all about the monkey'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113111914442205352</id><published>2005-11-04T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:50:41.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have a short attention span and very little patience. I'm in the process of making the new winter layout. I'm kind-of tired of this one already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113111914442205352?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113111914442205352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113111914442205352&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113111914442205352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113111914442205352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/11/boring.html' title='BORING!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113072950863168915</id><published>2005-10-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:51:12.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/yhst-76245237876013_1866_1019222%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Costume of choice. Wadya think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113072950863168915?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113072950863168915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113072950863168915&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113072950863168915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113072950863168915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/costume-of-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113039033258930406</id><published>2005-10-26T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:52:08.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so.. i guess they won!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/recap;_ylt=AhpK963RBoka.Jn31CjbIH05nYcB?gid=251026118&amp;amp;prov=ap"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;White sox&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; won...drought over... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houston didn't have a chance. That's ok, Roger's got two already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113039033258930406?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113039033258930406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113039033258930406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113039033258930406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113039033258930406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-i-guess-they-won.html' title='so.. i guess they won!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-113019108675157037</id><published>2005-10-24T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:52:44.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO MANY DATES</title><content type='html'>Happy pseudowedding anniversary BABY!!!! hehehe... for those who know, yes, this is what I call it. I'm horrible with remembering dates. This is no exception until he reminded me. "sigh"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-113019108675157037?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/113019108675157037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=113019108675157037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113019108675157037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/113019108675157037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/too-many-dates.html' title='TOO MANY DATES'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112991106264485732</id><published>2005-10-21T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:53:19.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant</title><content type='html'>I have problems dealing with my past. My friend Awon told me something about making peace. Making peace with our past. The most critical time of my life I was an outcast. Growing up an only child not only did I have difficulty making friends, but at where I was, people didn't want to make friends with me. Only a few, who spoke like me paid attention. It wasn't that I was jealous or bitter, just that I was mistreated and misunderstood. I was spit on once reading a book in the library. My socks were made fun of and my uniform because I couldn't afford to buy a new uniform. In college, my rebellion was short lived. I did all that, I drank a lot, I hung out with the wrong friends, I partied a lot, I rebelled against God, I was in the wrong relationships, in abusive relationships, I travelled without caution. I did all that, and it took me nowhere. Then I sometimes think, those people that i have so much hate for never experienced my experiences. Never was molested as a child, never grew up an only child to a single mother and having never met their biological father, never experienced being moved from one place to another, from one home to another, from one school to another, never dealt with being home alone at age 9, never had to earn money just to put myself through school. Their experiences could never compare to mine. Thus, I should never compare myself to them. My husband told me, stop thinking about your past and those people of you past because they probably don't even think about you at all. So either way, you're losing. They have moved on, you haven't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112991106264485732?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112991106264485732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112991106264485732&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112991106264485732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112991106264485732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/constant.html' title='Constant'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112958446681690663</id><published>2005-10-18T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:55:06.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Rain has finally arrived to town!!!! Although, sometimes i wish the rain would come at a different time. Like before the fires ravage the entire southern california and make the mountains brushless. Then we wouldn't have so many landslides... Like the side of our house. I'll post a pic of it soon and show you what i mean fearing those landslides.&lt;br /&gt;edit// here's what you see from our backyard. see the landslide patches from last year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/rs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/rs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so surprised at the somewhat naive and hardheaded mentality of some southern californians. I don't mean to offend, but california is known for its sunshine as well as its landslides. So why do they continue to build super expensive homes on the mountainside that is ready to tumble and roll downhill? What is up with that? If you drive on the freeway near where i live, it winds between the mountains and often you see development on the side of the mountain. Currently, that house i saw the other day was for sale. There must have been only ten inches of soil that was holding it up. No surprise, now that the rain has come, it's now on the market. I have nothing against southern california, but the rich should really use their heads sometimes and not just their pockets. &lt;br /&gt;EDIT// HERE'S THAT PICTURE OF THAT HOUSE. WOULD ANYONE ACTUALLY WANT TO BUY THIS? ESPECIALLY SINCE RAINY SEASON IS COMING? SERIOUSLY!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/hilly1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/hilly1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i miss, the basement. Homes with basements. like out east. It's just that cozy extra space of anything and everything. California can't have basements, earthquakes you know. Winter is here, but never does it feel like it. I miss the snow, the bare trees, the cold. The real winter. "sigh"&lt;br /&gt;I should really consider moving somewhere like Seattle, Chicago, Portland, somewhere. Supposedly readers digest said that Portland was one of the cleanest cities and Chicago however wasn't so lucky. As for the South, I don't think i'll go to the south though. The last time I looked, the hairstyle was stuck in the 80's. I'm not generalizing though, some places in the south are just plain beautiful. But the accent...hmmm... NY and NJ is a little crowded. I'm just brainstorming, i miss what real winter really feels like, that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112958446681690663?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112958446681690663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112958446681690663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112958446681690663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112958446681690663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112933453155099912</id><published>2005-10-14T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:55:37.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so gross!</title><content type='html'>//Edit//..&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't bear looking at the picture everytime I opened this blog. so If you want to see what really grossed me out, click &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/q04[1]1.jpg"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just makes my hairs stand up!!! Doesn't this just gross you out? This person's teeth are infected with maggots!!! This is the most disguisting picture i've ever seen. I don't think anything can beat this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112933453155099912?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112933453155099912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112933453155099912&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112933453155099912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112933453155099912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-so-gross.html' title='this is so gross!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112925509336449376</id><published>2005-10-13T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:56:02.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWARE OF THE BIRDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IT IS NOW IN CALIFORNIA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS IT?- Influenza A (H5N1) virus - also called "H5N1 virus" - is an influenza A virus subtype that occurs mainly in birds BUT HAS RECENTLY BEEN TRANSFERED TO HUMANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TREAMENT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The H5N1 virus has caused human illness and death is resistant to amantadine and rimantadine, two antiviral medications commonly used for influenza. There currently is no vaccine to protect humans against the H5N1 virus WE HAVE NO DEFENSE!!! DEATH TOLL RISING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAY AWAY FROM BIRD POOP! AND LARGE GATHERINGS OF PIGEONS, CHICKENS, ETC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112925509336449376?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112925509336449376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112925509336449376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112925509336449376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112925509336449376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/beware-of-birds.html' title='BEWARE OF THE BIRDS!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112852781996162231</id><published>2005-10-05T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:56:47.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet and sour, then just bitter</title><content type='html'>Did I tell you i'm a Yankee fan? I'm such a hyprocrite too since I like the yankees cuz of certain peeps, (AROD,Jeter,Matsui) but I also think they're OVERRATED. I mean, the only exciting time that i actually watch the Yankees is when they play the Red Sox. I think it's only the Red Sox who can actually kick their butts unless ofcourse they lose, then at least the Yankees where challenged with a team that raises their hairs. I don't really know a lot of Red Sox members, but some of them are pretty good. Like David Ortiz. And anyways, the last time I rooted for the Red Sox instead of the Yankees, someone didn't talk to me for a week. &lt;a href="http://www.nomi-rufus.blogspot.com"&gt;"He"&lt;/a&gt; ofcourse is happy cuz the Yankees are in the playoffs.  The Yankees are old. The Dodgers are too young and not very good btw. The Red Sox i can't cheer for cuz i get hostile reactions. So I guess I'll stick with the old.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks Toto for your support even though I like to antagonize you regarding the Yankees. I read your &lt;a href="http://www.nomi-rufus.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and thanks for being there to support me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112852781996162231?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112852781996162231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112852781996162231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112852781996162231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112852781996162231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/sweet-and-sour-then-just-bitter.html' title='Sweet and sour, then just bitter'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112835441019834591</id><published>2005-10-03T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:01:09.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; HEIGHT: 134px" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/untitled.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite commercial is the one of "Zales" where a young couple is walking in the park and in front of them is an older couple walking slowly and holding hands. Then the young couple goes and passes them and the young lady looks back at the older couple and holds her husband's hand. Then it says, "There are two things that last longer than time. Love is one of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;a href="http://www.nomi-rufus.blogspot.com"&gt;Mahal,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each birthday tells me that i just spent the last year with the most amazing and influential person in my life. It tells me that as you get older, so will I and that is comforting. Comforting to know that we'll grow old together, in love, life, hope, patience, children, family, and in the Lord. Happy birthday &lt;a href="http://chiquitafilipina.myphotoalbum.com/view_photo.php?set_albumName=album02&amp;id=IMGP0872"&gt;Baby!!!&lt;/a&gt; You are the completion to my everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It's &lt;a href="http://chiquitafilipina.myphotoalbum.com/view_photo.php?set_albumName=album02&amp;id=DSC_0025_001"&gt;Diana's (pic here)&lt;/a&gt; birthday today too! Happy Birthday Diana! May you continue to tame Ferdie to be more of a wonderful person he already is because of you. I'm so glad you guys are together!!! You guys are the model couple to us!!! Hope you continue in your love for each other!!! We love you!!! Happy Birthday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112835441019834591?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112835441019834591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112835441019834591&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112835441019834591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112835441019834591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112826567135120933</id><published>2005-10-02T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:58:34.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yankees</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YANKEES WON! NUFF SAID ABOUT THAT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit/// nevermind this&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;P.s. Have you ever been told that you were a horrible person just because you were doing something good? It hurts, it really hurts. I can't bear this.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112826567135120933?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112826567135120933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112826567135120933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112826567135120933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112826567135120933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/10/yankees.html' title='yankees'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112809433072234108</id><published>2005-09-30T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:01:44.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ashes are everywhere!</title><content type='html'>while the rest of the country is hustling about because of the hurricanes, here in Los Angeles County, we're overwhelmed with fires. The past three days the sky has been nothing but red and shadowy. You can smell the smoke whereever you go and ashes are all over the place, on your car and everywhere you step on or look. More than 16,000 acres have been burned and the fire is still raging. Here are just some pictures I got from the LA Times. Please pray for us who might eventually be in the path of the scary engulfing flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-wildfires30sep30,0,2372033.story?coll=la-home-headlines"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/19727709%5B1%5D1.gif" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px" height="126" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/29fire%5B1%5D1.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/19719122%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/19720894%5B1%5D1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112809433072234108?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112809433072234108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112809433072234108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112809433072234108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112809433072234108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/ashes-are-everywhere.html' title='ashes are everywhere!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112803963190752243</id><published>2005-09-29T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:02:08.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a confession...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have a confession to make...I like to look at women... Ok, let me explain. There a few women I think are beautiful and I admire. Just to name a few, Catherine Zeta-jones, Monica Belluci, Kate Beckingsale, Charlene Gonzales, Kristen Kreuk. The truth is, I just admire their beauty. Kinda a way for me to look and compare and just simply be jealous but at the same time find them beautiful, graceful, or talentted, or even hot! But I'm not attracted to them in a lustful way, just admire them. Is it wrong to do so? "He" said it was weird and that I should be looking at men instead. But, i mean,... i look at women because I want to reach a certain ideal, like how they dress, they move, they act. Is it "that" wrong? Am I the only female who like to look at other beautiful women? I just don't have a male figure to really admire except maybe AROD and Christian Bale. But even they are not as "beautiful" in a more definitive sense as some women are. Men can be attractive, but not handsome. The handsome ones seem overrated, like Tom Cruise. But for women, beauty can be something all in itself. Am I really so wrong and obsessed? Is this really something I should get therapy for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112803963190752243?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112803963190752243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112803963190752243&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112803963190752243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112803963190752243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-have-confession.html' title='I have a confession...'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112735834813538612</id><published>2005-09-21T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:04:06.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"sigh"</title><content type='html'>It's been such a busy week. I'm so jealous at those who are having their vacation soon (hint:she resides &lt;a href="http://www.kittyriz.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and those who practically live in vacation (hint:rainbow lucky girl&lt;a href="http://www.isharmaine.com"&gt;)&lt;/a&gt; and a few other peeps who I know just had a great vacation, although they got home broke... (no hints here, i might get in trouble). Anyways, I'm just going to stress it out for about a few more months. At least I have my trusty favorite movie to cheer me up, and "NO" it's not a penguin movie. "Secret Garden" and "A Little Princess",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 103px; HEIGHT: 88px" height="92" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/B0009UZG5U.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_%5B1%5D.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and yeah, i know, i'm too old to watch these kiddy movies but i'm still a little girl inside. The "Secret Garden" i've probably seen a million times and occasionally sneak in a few minutes of my favorite scenes during the days i'm bored or stressed. I just bought "A Little Princess" a few months ago. Adding to my collection of childhood movies. Among which includes the "Neverending Story" and the very primitive clay animation "The Wind in the Willows" (which I thought was cool when I was a child, now... still considered "&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;WAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" cool when I was a child).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112735834813538612?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112735834813538612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112735834813538612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112735834813538612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112735834813538612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/sigh.html' title='&quot;sigh&quot;'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112684468291387558</id><published>2005-09-15T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:04:42.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House: There's Waldo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/house/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/hugh_laurie10%5B1%5D.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season premier: Tuesday September 13, 2005 on FOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;House:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I have to make him all better for the state to kill him. Is it me or does that seem ironic?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SHOW IS AWESOME AND EXTREMELY WELL WRITTEN!!!!! NUFF SAID...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112684468291387558?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112684468291387558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112684468291387558&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112684468291387558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112684468291387558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/house-theres-waldo.html' title='House: There&apos;s Waldo.'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112507027449326222</id><published>2005-09-12T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:05:06.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so...yeah...</title><content type='html'>So my autumn layout finally is out. It's not one of my favorites. I've been struggling with this layout and have tried different ones to see what it would look like. I made roughly four layouts for fall and finally decided on this one. It's not all that but it will do for the meantime till winter comes around. Sorry guys, it's not that pretty, i know, just pretty ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme is based, obviously, on autumn, but it's also based on my wants. My bestfriend Sheryl and I have been wanting to live in a place that is kind of "woodsy" but not too far from the city. The big city. I've grown up in so many environments, moved so much, and have finally decided that I want the cake and eat it too. This photo shows the kind of place I want to live in. Near the woods I guess but not too far from the city. I heard some places in Seattle and Portland are like this, the neighborhoods I mean. "Sigh"...wishful thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112507027449326222?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112507027449326222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112507027449326222&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112507027449326222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112507027449326222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/soyeah.html' title='so...yeah...'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112645976959573874</id><published>2005-09-11T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:06:02.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you remember?</title><content type='html'>I remember "today" just a few years ago. Getting ready to leave the house, when I saw the tv and my whole world stopped. The twin towers disappeared faster than i could absorb the shock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/r1963117564%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 11, 2005, in New York, A mourner stands by a reflecting pool at the site of the former World Trade Center during a ceremony to commemorate the fourth anniversary of the terror attacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112645976959573874?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112645976959573874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112645976959573874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112645976959573874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112645976959573874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-you-remember.html' title='do you remember?'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112623183259342571</id><published>2005-09-08T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:54:29.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See why he's in pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nomi-rufus.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-got-into-accident.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/ouch.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112623183259342571?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112623183259342571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112623183259342571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112623183259342571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112623183259342571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/see-why-hes-in-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112567632423666594</id><published>2005-09-02T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:06:59.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my critique</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/prisonbreak/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/11636%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 101&lt;br /&gt;"Pilot"&lt;br /&gt;Airdate: 08/29/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 102&lt;br /&gt;"Allen"&lt;br /&gt;Airdate: 08/29/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps you on your feet. You're not sure if this guy is tough enough, smart enough, or just cocky. What is for sure is that it's a thrilling show. I just don't know if anyone is actually that brave to pull a stunt like that. Despite the complex development of the story, it is revealed extremely well, and as the end of the episode unfolded, i was with sweaty palms and wanting more. If the rest of the series is as thrilling and exciting as these episodes, then this show is certainly going to top the ratings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="90" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/573476%5B1%5D1.jpg" width="131" border="0" /&gt;Wentworth Miller's (Michael Scofield)performance has kept me interested,wanting to know more. I'm anxious to see how his character progresses throughout the series. I doubt that this series will pull through another season. I mean, after the prisonbreak, then what? Do we change the title?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112567632423666594?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112567632423666594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112567632423666594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112567632423666594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112567632423666594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-critique.html' title='my critique'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112554486535246704</id><published>2005-08-31T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:07:25.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite character</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://www.freephotoserver.com/v001/chiquitafilipina/stewieck.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he cute?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112554486535246704?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112554486535246704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112554486535246704&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112554486535246704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112554486535246704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-favorite-character.html' title='my favorite character'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112511853649205233</id><published>2005-08-28T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:08:33.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn layout</title><content type='html'>I know that it's just been recently that I changed the layout of this blog, but the seasons change so fast. So I've been working on the autumn layout. I've been struggling since I have so many ideas but they don't seem to pop! So I decided to go simple this time and hope that it turns out alright. I've made four autumn layouts and I think one of them is the "one". I'll show a quick glimpse of what it might contain. Something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; HEIGHT: 46px" height="81" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/woodsy.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DRIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I've been driving the "green" car lately and it scares me sometimes that I might scratch it or something. It's different if it's your own car because you're not too scared if anything happens to it. I wonder if Ferdie has a car for me? I'm becoming more confident that I won't screw anything up with the "green" car. He has been pretty patient with me. He's really good with keeping his cool. I don't think I can contain myself the way he does. That's what's great about him, he keeps you calm you know, just like his personality, pretty calm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my bestfriend is back in town from her travels on the east coast. At first I was a little jealous, but then after all the stories,I'm kind of glad I didn't go with her. I guess it's an east coast thing, or maybe she is just a California girl, kinda like me. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112511853649205233?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112511853649205233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112511853649205233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112511853649205233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112511853649205233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/08/autumn-layout.html' title='autumn layout'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112498860114643273</id><published>2005-08-25T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:09:09.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/1600/veiw%20from%20window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/200/veiw%20from%20window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from my bedroom window.  This week has been full of just perfect days.  Days to make long drives like what my babe is making me do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112498860114643273?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112498860114643273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112498860114643273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112498860114643273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112498860114643273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-beautiful-day.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful day!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112481392544661928</id><published>2005-08-23T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:38:48.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new product of affection</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/DRX800UL%5B3%5D.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;SONY DRX-800UL External USB 2.0/i.Link Double/Dual Layer &amp;amp; Dual Format DVD BurnerDRX-800UL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112481392544661928?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112481392544661928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112481392544661928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112481392544661928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112481392544661928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-new-product-of-affection.html' title='My new product of affection'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15057670.post-112466545449381445</id><published>2005-08-21T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:09:56.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A MUST SEE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1808640995"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2846/1382/320/the40yearoldvirgin_finalposter%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually the kind of person who likes to watch comedies because I don't really ever find them funny. But this movie was really funny. I mean really really funny. My cheeks hurt after the movie from laughing so much. I mean, even the credits were funny. The very beginning was funny. i will definitely buy this movie once it's out on DVD. It is hilarious!!!!! It has good ratings on both critic and viewer reviews. Seriously, this movie is the comedy of the year. You have &lt;strong&gt;GOT TO SEE THIS MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;and see what i'm talking about!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15057670-112466545449381445?l=chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/feeds/112466545449381445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15057670&amp;postID=112466545449381445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112466545449381445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15057670/posts/default/112466545449381445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiquitafilipina.blogspot.com/2005/08/must-see.html' title='A MUST SEE!!!!'/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14612437556703040191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a18/chiquitafilipina/pix3b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
