<?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-6919117282362809067</id><updated>2012-01-27T20:19:36.696-08:00</updated><category term='half-click'/><category term='Cars'/><category term='Feeling'/><category term='tagged2'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='antm'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='movies'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='Model'/><category term='25'/><category term='cousin'/><category term='events'/><category term='Women'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='I Gotta Feeling'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='hair'/><category term='Text'/><category term='travel'/><category term='smile'/><category term='sorority'/><category term='family'/><category term='into you'/><category term='sports'/><category term='video'/><category term='texts'/><category term='island cove'/><category term='Back'/><category term='pic'/><category term='Proposal'/><category term='work'/><category term='makeover'/><category term='roses'/><category term='vanity'/><category term='pics'/><category term='story'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='business'/><category term='Yoville'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='mad'/><category term='God'/><category term='empire'/><category term='success'/><category term='grade 4'/><category term='hate'/><category term='school'/><category term='boracay'/><category term='tgif'/><category term='night out'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Chat'/><category term='bobby carlos'/><category term='sign'/><category term='white hat'/><category term='CRUSH'/><category term='Unpretty'/><category term='domz'/><category term='soulmate'/><category term='love'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='inlove'/><category term='Iced Tea'/><category term='meet up'/><category term='poem'/><category term='photo-op'/><category term='2011'/><category term='GI JOE'/><category term='song'/><category term='lunch out'/><category term='blood'/><category term='Sweet Dreams'/><category term='Shontelle'/><category term='Angela'/><category term='mystery guy'/><category term='breaking dawn'/><category term='mark'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Ex'/><category term='Monkey'/><category term='CU'/><category term='kokology'/><category term='Mark and Anj'/><category term='twilight saga'/><category term='ring'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Now'/><category term='Ideal guy'/><category term='me'/><category term='Leaving'/><category term='life matters'/><category term='personal'/><category term='places'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='shopaholic'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='Honey'/><category term='Grade 3'/><category term='hate mail'/><category term='blog'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='life'/><category term='Time Zone'/><category term='food'/><category term='article'/><category term='100th'/><category term='Thinking of you'/><category term='fairytale'/><category term='full moon'/><title type='text'>JUST ME</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;It's all about me. Who I am and what I mean.&lt;/center&gt;

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I never expected to be able have time to think about life until I asked for 3+ hours away from Kath to enjoy the place by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was strolling at the beach, enjoying the sun, hoping to get tan lines and feeling the white sand on my feet.. it was paradise. I've never felt so peaceful. I kept thinking... hundreds of people in that beach, could one of them be THE ONE? I sat down, watched couples enjoy with their kids and I was close to tears imagining if life will be as sweet as that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seriously dated anyone for 9 months. All I know is that I've been experiencing a roller coaster of emotions. I like this guy today and tomorrow I don't. Very inconsistent. I wanted a simple, very ordinary guy today and yet when I wake up the following morning, I tend to realize I could have been meant for someone better who can match my greatest skills. What is love? Where can I find it? Is there such thing as true love? Or is is just a mere imagination that someone out there is made just for me? I wanted to know. How much am I willing to compromise? How high should my standards be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about questions. Maybe because I haven't found the magic of true love. No. I haven't felt it yet even if I had a night sealed with a kiss. Even if my hand was held gently and even if I was hugged warmly by someone. It wasn't what I thought would complete me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning 24 this year and I am not getting any younger. I'm not rushing to get married but I don't want to waste my time either. I have been praying so hard to meet someone who deserves me and who I deserve as well. Someone who won't give me the moon and the stars but will give me love, honesty, loyalty and respect. I don't need someone who can bring me to Paris but will bring me ever lasting joy and will keep a strong Faith in God and our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem materialistic and practical most of the time but behind those words lie a deeper meaning than what &amp;nbsp;other people may have thought. I just wish someone can read between the lines.... and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post includes a prayer, hopefully, someone who is reading this will realize that I AM THE ONE as well...,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6427519367703067258?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6427519367703067258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-soulmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6427519367703067258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6427519367703067258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-soulmate.html' title='Dear Soulmate'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1319506664084905005</id><published>2012-01-26T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:46:07.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Boracay -- Some Pics, Memories of our getaway ♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mpjwxt42qU/TyEezN7hOcI/AAAAAAAABNA/f7pIC4X28EU/s1600/395203_10150539233945758_697270757_8886930_649832040_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mpjwxt42qU/TyEezN7hOcI/AAAAAAAABNA/f7pIC4X28EU/s320/395203_10150539233945758_697270757_8886930_649832040_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beach&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiqfChQSxjo/TyEez1gT86I/AAAAAAAABNI/WTu0D8ZzVVs/s1600/399747_10150539240175758_697270757_8886976_1644985779_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiqfChQSxjo/TyEez1gT86I/AAAAAAAABNI/WTu0D8ZzVVs/s320/399747_10150539240175758_697270757_8886976_1644985779_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxyynKzrCac/TyEe0pQ0oxI/AAAAAAAABNQ/QT-ScVHxAQg/s1600/407826_10150539238760758_697270757_8886964_219228831_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxyynKzrCac/TyEe0pQ0oxI/AAAAAAAABNQ/QT-ScVHxAQg/s320/407826_10150539238760758_697270757_8886964_219228831_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying the sun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghWg56-Kb0c/TyEe2OAHQPI/AAAAAAAABNY/A6_79qMgPZ8/s1600/408825_10150539239705758_697270757_8886972_2106894458_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghWg56-Kb0c/TyEe2OAHQPI/AAAAAAAABNY/A6_79qMgPZ8/s320/408825_10150539239705758_697270757_8886972_2106894458_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKS8VEEdPu4/TyEe7HNT0bI/AAAAAAAABNg/DhdizFiYaOQ/s1600/432050_10150546183580758_697270757_8905738_65699015_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKS8VEEdPu4/TyEe7HNT0bI/AAAAAAAABNg/DhdizFiYaOQ/s320/432050_10150546183580758_697270757_8905738_65699015_n.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this pic! hahahaa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvpttbSOQ9s/TyEfuggy0nI/AAAAAAAABNo/bxHnv_qi_0Q/s1600/393820_10150539211450758_697270757_8886826_465632869_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uvpttbSOQ9s/TyEfuggy0nI/AAAAAAAABNo/bxHnv_qi_0Q/s320/393820_10150539211450758_697270757_8886826_465632869_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with Mark, Kath and Roy ( guys are from Holland )&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAlhSHSRdlk/TyEfvOVqDJI/AAAAAAAABNs/CSf3Y_eVotw/s1600/395520_10150539310765758_697270757_8887340_686214527_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAlhSHSRdlk/TyEfvOVqDJI/AAAAAAAABNs/CSf3Y_eVotw/s320/395520_10150539310765758_697270757_8887340_686214527_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Roy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlMU7k7zkYE/TyEfv798cnI/AAAAAAAABN0/d0jO1iO_mwk/s1600/396016_10150539209660758_697270757_8886812_1033251331_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlMU7k7zkYE/TyEfv798cnI/AAAAAAAABN0/d0jO1iO_mwk/s320/396016_10150539209660758_697270757_8886812_1033251331_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are brothers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVT0NwPHV4E/TyEfxJAhp2I/AAAAAAAABN8/ukzAA1-ZQHE/s1600/398594_10150539197155758_697270757_8886693_2104979019_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVT0NwPHV4E/TyEfxJAhp2I/AAAAAAAABN8/ukzAA1-ZQHE/s320/398594_10150539197155758_697270757_8886693_2104979019_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIu237r6HQU/TyEfx2pomvI/AAAAAAAABOE/KteaR87SI_E/s1600/400095_10150539195200758_697270757_8886679_1277400649_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIu237r6HQU/TyEfx2pomvI/AAAAAAAABOE/KteaR87SI_E/s320/400095_10150539195200758_697270757_8886679_1277400649_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqAvwIdq1ro/TyEfys5EQII/AAAAAAAABOM/NPCpKXqh99A/s1600/401014_10150539325695758_697270757_8887488_893414076_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqAvwIdq1ro/TyEfys5EQII/AAAAAAAABOM/NPCpKXqh99A/s320/401014_10150539325695758_697270757_8887488_893414076_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and Nikolay Valtchanov -- the guy works for Facebook and he's a Bulgarian ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1319506664084905005?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1319506664084905005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/boracay-some-pics-memories-of-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1319506664084905005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1319506664084905005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/boracay-some-pics-memories-of-our.html' title='Boracay -- Some Pics, Memories of our getaway ♥♥♥'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mpjwxt42qU/TyEezN7hOcI/AAAAAAAABNA/f7pIC4X28EU/s72-c/395203_10150539233945758_697270757_8886930_649832040_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1719071405436239937</id><published>2012-01-09T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:50:18.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Never Told You by Colbie Caillat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #ccccdd; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I miss those blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;How you kissed me at night&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we sleep&lt;br /&gt;Like there's no sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Like the taste of your smile&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never told you&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said&lt;br /&gt;No I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I just held it in&lt;br /&gt;And now I miss everything&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I still want you&lt;br /&gt;After all the things we've&lt;br /&gt;Been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Every time I close mine&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Where I belong to when I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Around you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never told you&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said&lt;br /&gt;No I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I just held it in&lt;br /&gt;And now I miss everything&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I still want&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;After all the things we've&lt;br /&gt;Been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never told you&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said&lt;br /&gt;No I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I just held it in&lt;br /&gt;And now I miss everything&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;br /&gt;(still you're gone)&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I still want&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;After all the things we've&lt;br /&gt;Been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/colbiecaillat/inevertoldyou.html"&gt;http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/colbiecaillat/inevertoldyou.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1719071405436239937?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1719071405436239937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-told-you-by-colbie-caillat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1719071405436239937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1719071405436239937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-told-you-by-colbie-caillat.html' title='Never Told You by Colbie Caillat'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2589913399380069071</id><published>2012-01-07T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:56:17.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>What I Really Want RIGHT NOW</title><content type='html'>I've been reading the book "The Secret" by Rhonda Byrne . It's like a self-help book on how you can achieve more of what you want in life. One thing they kept saying in book is to think positively and the universe will respond to you positively as well. I guess I have been practicing that for years now, without even knowing and reading the book will help me enhance that ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very simple person but of course, as we grow older, a lot of things change. Right now, I want things that I never wanted before and here's a list of what I want RIGHT NOW, in every aspect of my life. Nope, this ain't a New Year's Resolution but this could be a lifetime plan. I'm out here, starting to conquer the world and achieve my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK:&lt;br /&gt;1. I want a PROMOTION. Additional tasks, tougher challenge to enhance my skills and a salary increase.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want more people to agree on what I want. When I say I need to talk to you for a role, I want you to say YES.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to be more efficient to the point that my boss can say I'm the BEST person to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFESTYLE:&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to buy a RED CAR and a RED VAN.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to continue investing in the STOCKMARKET for my retirement.&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to buy the lot beside my parents house and have MY OWN HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to TRAVEL around ASIA. Cambodia, Japan, India, Korea-- I will go there!&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to take my family for a great vacation in Bohol or Boracay and then, to Singapore or Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELIFE:&lt;br /&gt;1. I want a man who knows how to RESPECT me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want a man who works hard and spends time with his family as well.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want a man who knows how to take responsibilities but knows how to have fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;4. I want a man who is LOYAL to me and his promise of FAITHFULNESS.&lt;br /&gt;5. I want a man who has big dreams and will do his best to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;6. I want a man who can equal all that I can do or give but will not try to overpower me at all times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2589913399380069071?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2589913399380069071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-i-really-want-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2589913399380069071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2589913399380069071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-i-really-want-right-now.html' title='What I Really Want RIGHT NOW'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4387219755544530012</id><published>2012-01-07T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:13:21.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>My One And Only</title><content type='html'>I guess after "shutting" myself down "emotionally" for quite a while, I will be pouring out something "emotional" today. Can't help but do this because I wanted to share with you something that means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I found my own version of "The One That Got Away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy few months back. the time I met him, I wasn't ready for committment and I knew then that he was on the same page as I am. We dated for quite a while and things went smoothly but still, we didn't reach the point when we wanted to commit. Time went by and we eventually lost communication until recently, we were given the chance to talk. I was very happy to hear his voice again after a long time. His jokes and the sound of his laughter seemed to fill in the emptiness I've been feeling lately. He's like a breath of fresh air to me. Only to realize that I miss him but there's nothing left to do but move on with my life again without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think I fell for the guy I swore not to commit to or get attached to. I know it was my mistake and I kept on wondering if things could've been different if I told him I want to commit instead of saying first hand that I like him but I never want to commit. I cried really hard yesterday because of the realizations I had. I've been pretty good in handling situations like this. Dating guys or being close friends with guys and not even falling inlove. I'm not playing with people's feelings. It's just that I'm the type of girl who doesn't fall inlove easily. I think that's my biggest challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm still thinking. In fact, I don't know what to do. I'm stuck, emotionally. haha! This is crazy. but I'm thankful that I'm still feeling. This proves I'm still human and still capable of falling inlove despite the many failed relationships I had and the many jerks I've met. haha! I just pray I will meet the right guy. I don't want to fall inlove with just anyone. I wanna fall for the right one, this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-4387219755544530012?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4387219755544530012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-one-and-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4387219755544530012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4387219755544530012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-one-and-only.html' title='My One And Only'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8457909589162335922</id><published>2012-01-07T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T01:55:52.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><title type='text'>BORACAY</title><content type='html'>It's a Happy January! Just got back to work, which I really missed so much and.... I'm flying to Boracay with Kath on the 21st and will be back to Manila on the 23rd! So, basically, we'll be celebrating the eve of Chinese New Year in the beach. Welcome Black Water Dragon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited because as you know, I'm a big fan of beaches. I think it's paradise. A very relaxing place. And, BORACAY is one beach that I really love! It's gonna be my second time in Bora. Last time I was there was in 2010. So after 2 long years, here I am.. getting ready to fly again to that paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting a lot of partying and fun under the sun! HERE WE COME BORACAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8457909589162335922?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8457909589162335922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/boracay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8457909589162335922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8457909589162335922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2012/01/boracay.html' title='BORACAY'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8028537464905799057</id><published>2011-12-31T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T04:48:28.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Graduation Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsIWYzacEAU/Tv8Eb_RLBJI/AAAAAAAABM4/X8zoM4YRCLY/s1600/378579_10150487829330758_697270757_8706545_2127480666_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsIWYzacEAU/Tv8Eb_RLBJI/AAAAAAAABM4/X8zoM4YRCLY/s320/378579_10150487829330758_697270757_8706545_2127480666_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just found my high school graduation speech when i sorted out my stuff today. here's what i said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una po sa lahat, &amp;nbsp;ibig ko pong batiin ang ating kagalang-galang na Officer-In-Charge, Head Teacher III na si Bb. phondora S. Capistrano, ang aking mga minamahal na guro, kamag-aral at mga magulang na naririto ngaun ng isang magandang araw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang araw na lamang po at sa wakas ay araw na po ng aming pagtatapos. nararamdaman na po namin ang nalalapit naming paghihiwalay sa isa't isa. Bagamat nakalulungkot ang paghihiwalay na ito ay may kasiyahan din sa aming mga puso dahil sa wakas ay tutngo na kami sa panibagong hamon sa buhay: ang kolehiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami, bilang "Senior Students" ng paaralang ito ay naatangan ng mga responsibilidad dito sa paaralan. Ang mga responsibilidad na humubog sa amin &amp;nbsp;at tumulong sa amin upang maabot ang kinatatayuan namin ngayon. Sa loob ng apat na taon ay ginampanan namin sa abot ng aming makakaya ang responsibilidad na pag-ibayuhin at paghusayin ang samahan ng mga mag-aaral at pangalagaan din ang kapakanan ng paaralan bilang kabahagi nito. Ang responsibilidad na ito ang nagbuklod sa amin para sa iisang pangarap: Ang maging pinakamahusay na paaralan. Dahil po dito ay unti-unti kaming nahubog upang higit na maging mahusay na mag-aaral at mamamayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon po, sa nalalapit naming pagtatapos at paglisan dito sa paaralan na minahal namin at naging bahagi ng aming pagkatao ay ibig namin ihabilin sa inyo, kapwa namin mag-aaral na maiiwan dito, ang maraming bagay na pinangalagaan at ginampanan namin sa loob ng apat na taon ng aming pananatili dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibig namin ihabilin at ipasa ang responsibilidad sa mahusay na pamumuno nina John Jerry Basada at Kathleen Faye Colorado kasama ang mga dating opisyales ng Pamunuan ng mg Mag-aaral kina Alvin Cacut at Gladys June Borbe at kanilang mga kasama sa Pamunuan. Ang husay naman nina Kathleen Faye Colorado at Alexander Cedillo sa larangan ng Sining sa Teatro ay ibig namin ipagpatuloy nina Liezel Arellano at Josephine Rojas. Ako po, kasama ni Buenaventura dela Cruz ay humihiling din kina Alvin Cacut at Rubilyn Letada na sana'y lalo pa nilang pahusayin ang nasimulan namin sa siyensya. Ang kaalamang pang-matematika nina Chris Adrian Magarro at Christian Daryll Fabrid ay ipinapasa naman namin kina Sheryl To at Carolyn Dancel. Ang kagalingang pangkomunikasyon nina Christopher Alonte at Charmin Blair Baluartenay ibig namin ipasa kina Alvin Cacut at Gladys Borbe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mahusay na pagdadala at tiwala sa sarili na hinangaan ng lahat kina Ma. Reina magnifico, Angesyl Manaog, William Domingo at Bryan Bruan ay ibig namin ipasa kina Julie Anne Martelino at Christian Perez, Melissa Manaog at Julius Amier. Ang husay sa pag-awit ni Tiffany Anne Bernardo ay inihahabilin namin kay Rachelle Malen. Ang husay sa larangan ng isports nina Karla Garcia at Alvin Taylan ay inihahabilin namin kay Ana Cristina Moratalle at Jenny Rojas. Ang husay sa pagsasayaw nina Janelyn Bangkat at Ruben Rosanes ay inihahabilin naman namin kay Shara May Castillo kasama ang iba pang "Crissa Girls". At higit sa lahat, ang pangkalahatang kahusayan sa akademya ng mga mag-aaral na magsisipagtapos ng may karangalan ay ipinapasa namin sa mga mag-aaral ng ikatlong taon na tulad namin ay nagsumikap din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon na lilisanin na namin ang paaralang ito at tutungo sa higit na malawak na daigdig ng kolehiyo ay iniiwan na namin sa inyo ang responsibilidad sa pangangalaga ng paaralan at pagpapahusay pa ng aming nasimulan. naniniwala kami sa inyong kakayahan at umaasa kami na hindi matatapos ang lahat sa amin, sa araw ng aming pagtatapos. Bagkus, ay mapaunlad pa ng mga mag-aaral na iniwanan namin ng aming responsibilidad upang kanila namang gampanan at paunlarin. Nagpapasalamat kami at nawa'y gabayan kayo ng Diyos upang maging mahusay ang pagtupad ninyo sa inyong mga tungkulin. Muli, maraming salamat at magandang araw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** whatta long speech i had. I graduated as 2nd honorable mention so i was assigned to do the turn over of responsibilities. hehehhehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8028537464905799057?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8028537464905799057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/high-school-graduation-speech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8028537464905799057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8028537464905799057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/high-school-graduation-speech.html' title='High School Graduation Speech'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsIWYzacEAU/Tv8Eb_RLBJI/AAAAAAAABM4/X8zoM4YRCLY/s72-c/378579_10150487829330758_697270757_8706545_2127480666_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1355533828355823101</id><published>2011-12-28T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:51:10.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Life</title><content type='html'>What's a sweet life? Maybe it's about having what you want or being who you want to be. As for me, a sweet life is the life I have now. Imperfect but worth living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful once again that for 8 months, I have been spared from another terrible heartache. For 8 months, I remained a strong, independent woman who has an appetite for life and everything that comes with it. Yes. My life is not perfect. I'm not rich, I'm not tall. My face is nothing but ordinary. But so far, I'm doing good and I'm happy and contented. I've learned some lessons the hard way and I am forever thanful for that because it groomed me to become a better person than what I was before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the sweetest part of it is having a family like mine. God knows how thankful I am to be blessed with a very understanding Mom, who despite my stubborness, still love me as her child. I am also very blessed to have 2 Fathers. My real dad who became my tough competition when it comes to achievements and hard work. He's a perfectionist and somehow, having a dad like him did me good. It's not just about the pressure of performing but that also involves the love for what you are doing and setting goals for yourself. My second Dad, is the the dad who taught me that relationships can last long and that even without marriage, a happy family is attainable. He wasn't blessed with overflowing cash and he can't marry Mom because it's my Mom's choice. But he continues to love and respect her the way no other man can. Mom is so lucky to have him. I. Also feel very blessed to have a sister and a brother who inspires me to keep on fighting despite the many challenges. I serve as an inspiration to them but what they don't know is that they are the reason why I have come this far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sweet life for me. Just like my strawberries and cream frapp without whip cream and with non-fat milk. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile everybody! Your life itself is a miracle. No matter how bad things go, take it this way... It's a sweet life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1355533828355823101?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1355533828355823101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1355533828355823101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1355533828355823101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-life.html' title='The Sweet Life'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3925356794948085218</id><published>2011-12-27T21:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:43:36.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Moment Of Truth by FM Static</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Here we are, in the best years of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;With no way of knowing,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;When the wheel stop spinning cause we don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Know where we're going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;And here we are, on the best day of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;And it's a go, lets make it last, so cheers you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;All to that, 'cause this moment's never comin' back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I used to know her brother, but I never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Knew I loved her, 'till the day she laid her eyes on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Now I'm jumpin' up and down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;She's the only one around, and she means&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Every little thing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got your picture in my wallet, and your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Phone number to call it, and I miss you more,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I think about you,. I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your mixed tape in my Walkman, been so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Long since we've been talkin' and in a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;More days, we'll both hook up, forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="b-lyrics-from-signature" style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: left;"&gt;[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fm_static/moment_of_truth.html ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;And here I am, on the west coast of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;America and I've been tryin' to think for weeks of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;All the ways to ask you, And now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I've brought you to the place, Where I've&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Poured my heart out, a million times, for a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Reasons, To offer it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I used to know her brother, but I never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Knew I loved her, 'till the day she laid her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Eyes on me. Now I'm jumpin' up and down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;She's the only one around, and she means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Every little thing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got your picture in my wallet, and your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Phone number to call it, and I miss you more,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I think about you,. I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your mixed tape in my Walkman, been so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Long since we've been talkin' and in a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;More days, we'll both hook up, forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I used to know her brother, but I never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Knew I loved her, 'till the day she laid her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Eyes on me. Now I'm jumpin' up and down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;She's the only one around, and she means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Every little thing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got your picture in my wallet, and your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Phone number to call it, and I miss you more,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I think about you,. I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your mixed tape in my Walkman, been so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;Long since we've been talkin' and in a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;More days, we'll both hook up, forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fm_static/#share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3925356794948085218?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3925356794948085218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/moment-of-truth-by-fm-static.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3925356794948085218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3925356794948085218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/moment-of-truth-by-fm-static.html' title='Moment Of Truth by FM Static'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-7254892853757896906</id><published>2011-12-23T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:32:55.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;This Christmas is probably one of my happiest Christmas. For some reason, I feel satisfied with how everything went this year. I have a lot of things to be thankful for. If you know you became a part of my life this year, please read my message for you below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;I am very thankful for the friends I have right now. Crazy as they may seem but at least I know they are real. Some of them give too much crap about relationships, some of them don't. Some of them are party goers, some are conservative. Some are rough and some are refined. Some are young, some are old. Some are Filipinos, some are foreigners. But despite the differences, i love them all. Thanks for being there for me when the times are tough and for taking the time to listen to my crappy stories sometimes and for partying with me when I felt so down. Through thick or thin, let's stick together and let's continue fighting in this battlefield called life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;I am also thankful for my family who stayed with me during the ups and downs of my career and relationships. You have always been very supportive of every goal I have and at the same time, you also became honest enough when you felt I wasn't doing things right. I appreciate everything you've done for me, specially you, Mom. You spent late nights in our room and comforted me and told me how beautiful I am as a person just when I was about to give up on myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;This Christmas might be different than how I have celebrated it in the past two years but i can say that i am happier this time because of what i have now. I may have failed at one point but I realized that if I keep on fighting, I can keep on winning. And as long as I have all of you by my side, life will continue to be a happy one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you are as thankful as I am. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-7254892853757896906?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/7254892853757896906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7254892853757896906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7254892853757896906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4179421004582836475</id><published>2011-12-21T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T18:34:51.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Today is my last working day for 2011 since I'll be off starting tomorrow and will be back on January 3rd 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to drop by and say THANK YOU to the friends I have in this office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S A PLEASURE working with you all throughout 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S NEVER BORING since &amp;nbsp;you all gave me the best reason to go to work and continue working despite the ups and downs of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through THICK and THIN, let's stick together and welcome 2012 with a BANG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU !!! :) We made a good 2011 and I see 2012 to be a lot better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE PLACEMENTS TO COME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers! :)&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/6919117282362809067-4179421004582836475?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4179421004582836475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4179421004582836475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4179421004582836475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6481108790011506205</id><published>2011-12-21T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T18:32:16.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes About Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Delicious Ambiguity.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/145047.Gilda_Radner" style="line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Gilda Radner&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/82952.Marilyn_Monroe" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Love like you'll never be hurt,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sing like there's nobody listening,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;And live like it's heaven on earth.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1744830.William_W_Purkey" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;William W. Purkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/9810.Albert_Einstein" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3565.Oscar_Wilde" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is beauty, admire it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a dream, realize it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a challenge, meet it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a duty, complete it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a game, play it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a promise, fulfill it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is sorrow, overcome it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a song, sing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a struggle, accept it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a tragedy, confront it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is an adventure, dare it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is luck, make it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is too precious, do not destroy it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is life, fight for it.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/838305.Mother_Teresa" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babve, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up becuase if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/82952.Marilyn_Monroe" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it can.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2345.Nicholas_Sparks" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1498113" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;At First Sight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Taken from:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/life"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;http://www.goodreads.co&lt;/span&gt;m/quotes/tag/life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6481108790011506205?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6481108790011506205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/quotes-about-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6481108790011506205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6481108790011506205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/quotes-about-life.html' title='Quotes About Life'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2552819507858834927</id><published>2011-12-19T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:28:56.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Timeline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ6lNIb_vFg/TvAOJDIjsUI/AAAAAAAABMs/GMEnYb0vS5c/s1600/Welcome+to+my+TIMELINE.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ6lNIb_vFg/TvAOJDIjsUI/AAAAAAAABMs/GMEnYb0vS5c/s320/Welcome+to+my+TIMELINE.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELCOMING FB TIMELINE! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This reminds me of my Multiply header. Thanks to Ariseo Bonifacio for this photo and Mr. Ross Capili for inviting me to model for Cannon Users few years back. This pic is priceless! It will forever remind me that for once, I loved being in front of the camera. ♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2552819507858834927?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2552819507858834927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/timeline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2552819507858834927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2552819507858834927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/timeline.html' title='Timeline'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ6lNIb_vFg/TvAOJDIjsUI/AAAAAAAABMs/GMEnYb0vS5c/s72-c/Welcome+to+my+TIMELINE.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2954627020767598655</id><published>2011-12-18T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T18:35:54.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><title type='text'>20 Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just read this article this morning. When I saw it in Linkedin, I suddenly realized this article is very timely since year 2012 is fast approaching. A new year, a new beginning for everybody. It’s never too late to start. ( I did not copy the complete article. Just the 20 Life lessons from &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2011/12/18/steve-jobs-20-life-lessons/"&gt;http://mashable.com/2011/12/18/steve-jobs-20-life-lessons/&lt;/a&gt; . For the complete article please see the link ). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Don’t Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;When the young Steve Jobs wanted to build something and needed a piece of equipment, he went straight to the source.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“He began by recalling that he had wanted to build a frequency counter when he was twelve, and he was able to look up Bill Hewlett, the founder of HP, in the phone book and call him to get parts.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Make Your Own Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Steve Jobs learned early that when you don’t like how things are in your life or in your world, change them, either through action or sheer force of will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“As Hoffman later lamented, “The reality distortion field can serve as a spur, but then reality itself hits.” – Joanna Hoffman, part of Apple’s early Macintosh team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“I didn’t want to be a father, so I wasn’t,” Jobs later said, with only a touch of remorse in his voice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Control Everything You Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Steve Jobs was, to a certain degree, a hippie. However, unlike most free spirits of the 1960s-to-1970s love-in era, Jobs was a detail-oriented control freak.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“He wants to control his environment, and he sees the product as an extension of himself.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Own Your Mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Jobs could be harsh and even thoughtless. Perhaps nowhere was that more in evidence than with his first daughter. Still, as Jobs grew older and began to face mortality, he more readily admitted his mistakes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of, such as getting my girlfriend pregnant when I was twenty-three and the way I handled that,” Jobs said.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Know Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;While not always aware of how those around him were reacting to his appearance or demeanor, Jobs had no illusions about his own formidable intellectual skills.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“Then a more disconcerting discovery began to dawn on him: He was smarter than his parents.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Leave the Door Open for the Fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Jobs was a seeker, pursuing spiritual enlightenment and body purification throughout his life. He wasn’t a particularly religious person, but did not dismiss the existence or something beyond our earth-bound realm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“I think different religions are different doors to the same house. Sometimes I think the house exists, and sometimes I don’t. It’s the great mystery.” — Steve Jobs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Don’t Hold Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Apple’s founder was famous for his outbursts and sometimes over-emotional responses. In product development, things were often amazing or sh_t.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“He was an enlightened being who was cruel,” she recalled. “That’s a strange combination.”– former girlfriend and mother of Jobs’ first daughter, Chrisann Brennan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Surround Yourself with Brilliance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Whether he was willing to admit it or not, Steve Jobs could not do everything. Yes, he could have a huge impact on every product and marketing campaign, but he also knew that there were others in the world with skills he did not possess. Jobs’ early partnership with Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak perfectly illustrated this fact. His early success with Wozniak provided the template for future collaborations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“After a couple of months he was ready to test it. ‘I typed a few keys on the keyboard and I was shocked! The letters were displayed on the screen.’ It was Sunday, June 29, 1975, a milestone for the personal computer. “It was the first time in history,” Wozniak later said, “anyone had typed a character on a keyboard and seen it show up on their own computer’s screen right in front of them.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Build a Team of A Players&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Far too often, companies and managers settle for average employees. Steve Jobs recognized talent and decided that any conflict that might arise from a company full of “A”-level players would be counterbalanced by awesome output. He may have been right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“For most things in life, the range between best and average is 30% or so. The best airplane flight, the best meal, they may be 30% better than your average one. What I saw with Woz was somebody who was fifty times better than the average engineer. He could have meetings in his head. The Mac team was an attempt to build a whole team like that, A players. People said they wouldn’t get along, they’d hate working with each other. But I realized that A players like to work with A players, they just didn’t like working with C players.”– Steve Jobs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“I’ve learned over the years that when you have really good people you don’t have to baby them,” Jobs later explained. “By expecting them to do great things, you can get them to do great things.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Be Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Steve Jobs was often so busy being himself that he had no idea how people saw him, especially in his early, dirty-hippie days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“At meetings we had to look at his dirty feet.” Sometimes, to relieve stress, he would soak his feet in the toilet, a practice that was not as soothing for his colleagues.”—Mike Markkula, Apple’s first chairman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Be Persuasive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;While it’s true that early Steve Jobs was a somewhat smelly and unpleasant person to be around, this same Steve Jobs also trained himself to stare without blinking for long periods of time and found that he could persuade people to do the seemingly impossible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“If it could save a person’s life, would you find a way to shave ten seconds off the boot time?” he asked. Kenyon allowed that he probably could. Jobs went to a whiteboard and showed that if there were five million people using the Mac, and it took ten seconds extra to turn it on every day, that added up to three hundred million or so hours per year that people would save, which was the equivalent of at least one hundred lifetimes saved per year.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Show Others the Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Jobs wasn’t truly a programmer or technologist, certainly not in the way that Microsoft founder Bill Gates is, yet he had an intuitive understanding for technology and design that ended up altering the world’s expectations for computers and, more importantly, consumer electronics.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“To be honest, we didn’t know what it meant for a computer to be ‘friendly’ until Steve told us.” — Terry Oyama, part of the early Macintosh design team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Trust Your Instincts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I have, in my own career, navigated by gut on more than one occasion. Steve Jobs, though, had a deep and abiding belief in his own tastes and believed with utter certainty that if he liked something, the public would as well. He was almost invariably right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“Did Alexander Graham Bell do any market research before he invented the telephone?” — Steve Jobs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Take Risks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Throughout his career, Steve Jobs took chances, first with the launch of Apple, then in walking away from it and then returning in 1997. In an era when most companies were figuring out ways to diversify, Apple — under Job’s leadership — shed businesses and products, and focused on relatively few areas. He was also willing to steer the entire Apple ship (or at least some aspects of it) in a single direction if he thought it would generate future success.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“One of Jobs’ management philosophies was that it is crucial, every now and then, to roll the dice and ‘bet the company’ on some new idea or technology.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“I had this crazy idea that we could sell just as many Macs by advertising the iPod. In addition, the iPod would position Apple as evoking innovation and youth. So I moved $75 million of advertising money to the iPod, even though the category didn’t justify one hundredth of that. That meant that we completely dominated the market for music players. We outspent everybody by a factor of about a hundred.” — Steve Jobs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Follow Great with Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In everything from products to movies (under&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mashable.com/follow/topics/pixar/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Pixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), Steve Jobs sought to create great follow-ups. He wasn’t so successful in the early part of his career (see Lisa), but his third acts to Pixar and Apple proved he had the sequel touch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“There’s a classic thing in business, which is the second-product syndrome,” Jobs later said. It comes from not understanding what made your first product so successful. “I lived through that at Apple. My feeling was, if we got through our second film, we’d make it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Make Tough Decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Good managers and leaders are willing to do hard work and, often, make unpopular decisions. Jobs apparently had little concern about being liked and therefore was well-equipped to make tough choices.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“The most visible decision he made was to kill, once and for all, the Newton, the personal digital assistant with the almost-good handwriting-recognition system.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Presentation Can Make a World of Difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The Apple founder hated PowerPoint presentations, but perhaps somewhat uncharacteristically, believed elegant product presentation was critical.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“Packaging can be theater, it can create a story.” — Jony Ive, Apple designer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Find a Way to Balance Your Intensity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It’s unclear if Steve Jobs ever truly mellowed, but he did learn that a buffer between him and the rest of Apple could be useful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“In a company that was led by a CEO prone to tantrums and withering blasts, Cook commanded situations with a calm demeanor, a soothing Alabama accent, and silent stares.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Live for Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Even as Steve Jobs struggled with cancer, he rarely slowed down. If anything, the disease helped him focus his efforts and pursue some of his grandest dreams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life.” — Steve Jobs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.” — Steve Jobs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Share Your Wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: 13.5pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 13.5pt; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Steve Jobs was not a philanthropic soul. He had a passion for products and success, but it wasn’t until he became quite ill that he started reaching out and offering his wisdom to others in the tech community.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; line-height: 15.75pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;“I will continue to do that with people like&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mashable.com/follow/topics/mark-zuckerberg/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-color: windowtext; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-image: initial; border-left-color: windowtext; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 1pt; border-right-color: windowtext; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 1pt; border-top-color: windowtext; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 1pt; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;"&gt;Mark Zuckerberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;too. That’s how I’m going to spend part of the time I have left. I can help the next generation remember the lineage of great companies here and how to continue the tradition. The Valley has been very supportive of me. I should do my best to repay.” — Steve Jobs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/6919117282362809067-2954627020767598655?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2954627020767598655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/20-life-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2954627020767598655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2954627020767598655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/20-life-lessons.html' title='20 Life Lessons'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-269898310431944294</id><published>2011-12-17T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:00:46.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>Night Out With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTp56TMecAM/Tu1M30km02I/AAAAAAAABL4/mg9M3Ir-X7w/s1600/IMG_6123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTp56TMecAM/Tu1M30km02I/AAAAAAAABL4/mg9M3Ir-X7w/s320/IMG_6123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;berna, jany, me and gliz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUxvo6A_lfM/Tu1M4HHksxI/AAAAAAAABME/uKF2PEqE2O8/s1600/IMG_6121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUxvo6A_lfM/Tu1M4HHksxI/AAAAAAAABME/uKF2PEqE2O8/s320/IMG_6121.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;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP89eT9h1GA/Tu1ydvLNFUI/AAAAAAAABMk/DFRR4A1O3jw/s1600/edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP89eT9h1GA/Tu1ydvLNFUI/AAAAAAAABMk/DFRR4A1O3jw/s320/edited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The entire group&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpKnEsFILu8/Tu1b7SYpSEI/AAAAAAAABMc/l53GMpxk208/s1600/IMG_6139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpKnEsFILu8/Tu1b7SYpSEI/AAAAAAAABMc/l53GMpxk208/s320/IMG_6139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;marky, loyd, paul&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just some of our pictures from last night. I missed these friends of mine! :) We haven't seen each other in a long time and really, this reunion was the BEST!!!! More of these to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-269898310431944294?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/269898310431944294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/night-out-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/269898310431944294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/269898310431944294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/night-out-with-friends.html' title='Night Out With Friends'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTp56TMecAM/Tu1M30km02I/AAAAAAAABL4/mg9M3Ir-X7w/s72-c/IMG_6123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5219775103862689288</id><published>2011-12-16T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:27:46.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>What I Bought For Myself This Christmas</title><content type='html'>What's Christmas without shopping right? Here are some of my recent purchases in preparation for the season and for the coming 2012. Cheers! (excluding the blazers as I have posted them already in the previous post )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayW-feGan7c/TutoTQ9MoUI/AAAAAAAABLk/N1mJG8Kytnw/s1600/IMG_6099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayW-feGan7c/TutoTQ9MoUI/AAAAAAAABLk/N1mJG8Kytnw/s320/IMG_6099.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Landmark Dress&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PH-KgWxE1o/TutkOzS1xBI/AAAAAAAABLc/gLH_fvFY-E4/s1600/IMG_6004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0PH-KgWxE1o/TutkOzS1xBI/AAAAAAAABLc/gLH_fvFY-E4/s320/IMG_6004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kimbel Bag (got it on sale!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-chlv92TZbOo/Tutv0F11JgI/AAAAAAAABLs/jPMUo4eYOp0/s1600/383831_10150459475590758_697270757_8584218_1291352714_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-chlv92TZbOo/Tutv0F11JgI/AAAAAAAABLs/jPMUo4eYOp0/s320/383831_10150459475590758_697270757_8584218_1291352714_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be Like A Star Dress&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5219775103862689288?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5219775103862689288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-i-bought-for-myself-this-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5219775103862689288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5219775103862689288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-i-bought-for-myself-this-christmas.html' title='What I Bought For Myself This Christmas'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayW-feGan7c/TutoTQ9MoUI/AAAAAAAABLk/N1mJG8Kytnw/s72-c/IMG_6099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-682143507911822121</id><published>2011-12-16T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:10:32.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>As Promised...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkjiu7qhKWE/TutZ5BEyB3I/AAAAAAAABLE/lSgJh0X8-PU/s1600/IMG_6001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkjiu7qhKWE/TutZ5BEyB3I/AAAAAAAABLE/lSgJh0X8-PU/s320/IMG_6001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;White Blazer inspired by Rosie Huntington-Whitely hihihhiih&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dETwfp0AhKQ/TutaaVtMUDI/AAAAAAAABLM/uoVcNCIULAs/s1600/IMG_6002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dETwfp0AhKQ/TutaaVtMUDI/AAAAAAAABLM/uoVcNCIULAs/s320/IMG_6002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red Blazer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdLMz8olYqY/Tutc2XoPC5I/AAAAAAAABLU/R5hXlVabcyg/s1600/leopard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdLMz8olYqY/Tutc2XoPC5I/AAAAAAAABLU/R5hXlVabcyg/s320/leopard.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, the Leopard Print Blazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here are the blazers I purchased from SM Department Store. &amp;nbsp;These blazers aren't cheap in price but they are reasonable to purchase because blazers are the safest fashion find you can ever have. It's easy to pair them up with any clothes available in your wardrobe to make your look chic, formal and edgy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to choosing blazers, I am very particular with the fitting. I am not a fan of loose fitting blazers simply because I stand only 5ft 1 inch tall and wearing loose-fitting blazers will make me look shorter and stout. Of course, I wouldn't like that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well, I opted for blazers that I can pair with my existing clothes. The white blazer will go really well with my red, black and brown dresses. The red one will go well with black dresses and flower printed tops matched with short skirts or maong shorts and tank tops. The leopard print will best match my black, red and brown clothes to make them look more edgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be using the leopard print blazer for a casual dinner with my friends. I will post the entire outfit I will be wearing for tomorrow. :) Watch out for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-682143507911822121?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/682143507911822121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-promised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/682143507911822121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/682143507911822121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-promised.html' title='As Promised...'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lkjiu7qhKWE/TutZ5BEyB3I/AAAAAAAABLE/lSgJh0X8-PU/s72-c/IMG_6001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2568395231498786980</id><published>2011-12-15T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:14:51.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>The Day I Went Blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkwjPTHsJ6E/TurR5djlNwI/AAAAAAAABK8/Xzq3iCqipUk/s1600/380552_10150458725800758_697270757_8581754_470380322_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkwjPTHsJ6E/TurR5djlNwI/AAAAAAAABK8/Xzq3iCqipUk/s320/380552_10150458725800758_697270757_8581754_470380322_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said my farewell to my black hair yesterday. I wanted to look different and so I opted to get the most extreme of the extremes that I can get. BLONDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello blondie! haha! 7PM, I visited Azta Urban Salon in Alabang Town Center and decided to have my hair dyed. I have a very long and thick hair so I already expected the price to be quite overwhelming and I was right. It cost me almost 6K to get this color ( So now, I'm starting to wave goodbye to the idea of cutting in the Victoria Beckham way since I spent too much on it for the color ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I loved about going to the salon last night was the fact that when I arrived, it wasn't crowded. I actually got the treatment as soon as I got there. Second, the service was great. In fact, I was so comfortable with the 2 guys that assisted me and I did give them a good amount of tip that I don't usually give when I visit other salons. Lastly, I just showed the picture of the hair color I want and they did it ( including my eyebrowse ) perfectly. My hair color was even and I loved the fact that all the staff in that salon were friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the start of my makeover. I don't consider myself&amp;nbsp;ugly&amp;nbsp;but I can say that I haven't reached my best shape yet. There's more to improve about me and it starts NOW. What's even better than taking care of yourself and making yourself feel confident and beautiful, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's ROCK 2012! Year of the Dragon, Here comes the DRAGON at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2568395231498786980?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2568395231498786980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-i-went-blonde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2568395231498786980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2568395231498786980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-i-went-blonde.html' title='The Day I Went Blonde'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkwjPTHsJ6E/TurR5djlNwI/AAAAAAAABK8/Xzq3iCqipUk/s72-c/380552_10150458725800758_697270757_8581754_470380322_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2017681925798873349</id><published>2011-12-13T05:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T05:52:08.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom Is Just So Adorable</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I realized how adorable my Mom is! I just wanted to give her a super tight hug! ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just told me something tonight. She was serious when she started telling me about what she heard on tv. She said that the boyfriend-girlfriend relationship is not the only thing that can make you happy. You can still be happy with your friends and family specially this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought, was she thinking I'd be lonely spending my first Christmas without a boyfriend after 2 years? Well, I guess she might be thinking that way. Can't blame her. She must have thought I was still attached to the memories of my previous relationship because I haven't seriously dated anyone after my ex and I broke up. But seriously, I think this is my happiest Christmas ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't be happy spending Christmas with the family? I mean, come on! It only happens once in a year that all of us will be having dinner at the same time. It only happens once in a year that we'd be able to greet each other a Merry Christmas. It only happens once in a year that I spend too much money shopping for gifts. This only happens once in a year! I love the fact that my family doesn't have to wait now til I get the time to be with them because they will be the center of my celebration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I can thank them enought for being there for me during the tough times. They have been very supportive during the entire process of my healing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Mom. She just kept on reminding me a lot of things to be thankful for. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2017681925798873349?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2017681925798873349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/mom-is-just-so-adorable_3949.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2017681925798873349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2017681925798873349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/mom-is-just-so-adorable_3949.html' title='Mom Is Just So Adorable'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6869806197646419616</id><published>2011-12-12T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T19:59:57.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Mr. Know It All by Kelly Clarkson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;Mr. Know It All&lt;br /&gt;Well ya think you know it all&lt;br /&gt;But ya don't know a thing at all&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it, ain't it something y'all&lt;br /&gt;When somebody tells you something 'bout you&lt;br /&gt;Think that they know you more than you do&lt;br /&gt;So you take it down another pill to swallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bring Me Down&lt;br /&gt;Well ya, ya like to bring me down, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down&lt;br /&gt;Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you should know that I lead not follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you think that you know me, know me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm leaving you lonely, lonely&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You ain't got the right to tell me&lt;br /&gt;When and where to go, no right to tell me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like you own me lately&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Play Your Games&lt;br /&gt;Only got yourself to blame when you want me back again&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't falling back again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies&lt;br /&gt;Let's be clear baby this is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I ain't coming back tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you think that you know me, know me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm leaving you lonely, lonely&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You ain't got the right to tell me&lt;br /&gt;When and where to go, no right to tell me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like you own me lately&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you've got the world at your feet&lt;br /&gt;And you know everything about everything&lt;br /&gt;But you don't&lt;br /&gt;You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you think that you know me, know me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm leaving you lonely, lonely&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You ain't got the right to tell me&lt;br /&gt;When and where to go, no right to tell me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like you own me lately&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Know It All&lt;br /&gt;Well ya think you know it all&lt;br /&gt;But ya don't know a thing at all&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ccccdd;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/kellyclarkson/mrknowitall.html"&gt;http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/kellyclarkson/mrknowitall.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;** This song makes sense. You don't know a thing about me so don't judge me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;ILML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6869806197646419616?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6869806197646419616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-know-it-all-by-kelly-clarkson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6869806197646419616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6869806197646419616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-know-it-all-by-kelly-clarkson.html' title='Mr. Know It All by Kelly Clarkson'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-7832162071272284300</id><published>2011-12-12T16:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T16:55:22.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>It's a Tuesday and I'm on my way to work. What am I thinking of? Nothing but how this day would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's blank and blurry and I'm trying to make a picture out of it. Something happy, something unusual. Something amazing, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's gonna be different. In fact, it's gonna be really good. It's gonna be spontaneous and fun. I will make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-7832162071272284300?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/7832162071272284300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7832162071272284300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7832162071272284300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1800362495202625492</id><published>2011-12-12T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T01:47:06.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Hoardin' Blazers</title><content type='html'>I shopped the whole weekend! Guilty. Sorry. haha! But what's a girl to do when it's almost Christmas and you want to feel good about yourself, being the busy girl who's been single for months now? Shopping or retail therapy is the answer. (Ladies like me please raise your hands! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't just shop for myself. I wasn't that selfish. I spent a lot of money this time but the good thing is I shared it with the family. I bought gifts for people that are dearest to me. But what I love the most about the stuff I shopped for were the blazers I hoarded in SM Department Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM is actually one of my favorite malls to go to simply because it's so accessible for me. I live in the South and this mall is like 15 minutes away from my house! So, last Saturday, I was out with my Mom. We went to the mall around 1PM and started our shopping. Got 3 nice blazers for me. I got a white blazer ( inspired by Transformer's Rosie Huntington- Whitely &amp;nbsp;), a leopard print blazer and a red blazer. I chose the colors based on the available dresses/ outfits that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all know I've been looking for good blazers for quite sometime now right? These blazers are the answer to my prayers! The length, texture and style of the blazers are good for both formal and casual attire. Pair it with jeans, slacks, shorts, dress or skirt and it will be perfect already with that really chic look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting the blazers as well as some outfit ideas that will match the style I'm talking about soon so please watch out for my posts in the coming days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I wasn't able to post anything recently. I've been really busy with work and I got sick. But I'm feeling better now and I did miss blogging! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1800362495202625492?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1800362495202625492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/hoardin-blazers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1800362495202625492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1800362495202625492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/12/hoardin-blazers.html' title='Hoardin&apos; Blazers'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-942372643925538967</id><published>2011-11-30T05:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:33:05.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Tiis Ganda Mode</title><content type='html'>Today is my 3rd day. I don't know if I made the right decision at first. But I was tempted. How can I say no when I know it will save me? How can I decline the offer when I know it's what I need. I just wanted things to be better. Now, tell me... Is it a wrong decision to try Carb Trim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! What were you thinking of? Haha! Yeah. I gave in. No matter how much I wanted to rely on excercise and proper diet, I just can't make it. I just can't seem to become as thin as before so I decided to give Carb Trim a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started drinking it last Monday and I'm telling you, after 30 mins. or so, I felt like I wanted to poop and so I did. No hassle. I was at home. But I still had the feeling that I wanted to poop more. I fell asleep comfotably anyways and come 2nd day, I was in the office and I felt like I wanna poop again. Unfortunately, I can't because I'm not used to doing it in a restroom that's not in our house. I know. So choosy. So, I went straight home and as soon as I got in, I went straight to the restroom. Sorry for my gross description but this time, it smelled different. Like toxins have been released. After that, today I was feeling better than the first 2 days. In fact, it felt all normal today. As usual, I took it before dinner. I think this one's quite effective because I don't feel too hungry at any time anymore and after drinking, I usually feel warmth in my tummy ( not sure if it's part of how it works or if it's just my imagination ). I am planning to buy 2 more boxes so I can continuously take it. :) I'm not stopping until I'm thin. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-942372643925538967?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/942372643925538967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiis-ganda-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/942372643925538967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/942372643925538967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiis-ganda-mode.html' title='Tiis Ganda Mode'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-408672225130887869</id><published>2011-11-28T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:22:47.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I'm A Right Brainer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Thank you for taking the Creativity Test. The results show your brain dominance as being:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1" style="width: 240px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="extfont1-sm" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;" width="120"&gt;Left Brain&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="extfont1-sm" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;" width="120"&gt;Right Brain&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="font1b" style="color: #8a7b68; font-family: verdana; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="font1b" style="color: #8a7b68; font-family: verdana; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;55%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="extfont1-sm" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are more right-brained than left-brained.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;The right side of your brain controls the left side of your body. In addition to being known as right-brained, you are also known as a creative thinker who uses feeling and intuition to gather information. You retain this information through the use of images and patterns. You are able to visualize the "whole" picture first, and then work backwards to put the pieces together to create the "whole" picture. Your thought process can appear quite illogical and meandering. The problem-solving techniques that you use involve free association, which is often very innovative and creative. The routes taken to arrive at your conclusions are completely opposite to what a left-brained person would be accustomed. You probably find it easy to express yourself using art, dance, or music. Some occupations usually held by a right-brained person are forest ranger, athlete, beautician, actor/actress, craftsman, and artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="6" src="http://www.wherecreativitygoestoschool.com/images/tspace.gif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" width="100%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.wherecreativitygoestoschool.com/vancouver/left_right/rb_results.pl"&gt;http://www.wherecreativitygoestoschool.com/vancouver/left_right/rb_results.pl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-408672225130887869?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/408672225130887869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-right-brainer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/408672225130887869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/408672225130887869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-right-brainer.html' title='I&apos;m A Right Brainer!'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5177225655741253727</id><published>2011-11-19T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:34:58.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antm'/><title type='text'>America's Next Top Model Cycle 17</title><content type='html'>I guess this is one of the best cycles of America's Next Top Model where they selected models from the other cycles to take part of the competition for the 2nd time around. In this season, I have been having a hard time predicting who's gonna win because each one of them have this special spark which proves they can be America's Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I have this favorite. Of all the contestants, I am really rooting for Angelea Preston. Don't get me wrong, I love the surprise that Allison Harvard gives everytime her picture is taken and she's a serious threat to all the remaining contestants as she has got this magic which turns her photos into a masterpiece regardless of her angle. So, anyway, going back to my favorite, Angelea Preston. I just love her because she's got that personality that will make people remember her. She's pretty and funny and looks like her confidence just had to be boosted and she's gonna be one of the best models that ever existed. Take a look at her photos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJO1bFF2-RI/TsiQr0oSY8I/AAAAAAAABKs/xg4yk3UEYcI/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJO1bFF2-RI/TsiQr0oSY8I/AAAAAAAABKs/xg4yk3UEYcI/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JPgUiVrSaQ/TsiQuWa3ssI/AAAAAAAABK0/qna8lSR7WZQ/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JPgUiVrSaQ/TsiQuWa3ssI/AAAAAAAABK0/qna8lSR7WZQ/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**Photos were from google image search. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5177225655741253727?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5177225655741253727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/americas-next-top-model-cycle-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5177225655741253727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5177225655741253727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/americas-next-top-model-cycle-17.html' title='America&apos;s Next Top Model Cycle 17'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJO1bFF2-RI/TsiQr0oSY8I/AAAAAAAABKs/xg4yk3UEYcI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-431075983391128843</id><published>2011-11-19T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:13:58.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Look Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7p2nHaD-v7g/TsfVg9YzU4I/AAAAAAAABKk/HftutFEgOsA/s1600/IMG_5676.edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7p2nHaD-v7g/TsfVg9YzU4I/AAAAAAAABKk/HftutFEgOsA/s320/IMG_5676.edited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look Back. Smile. Say THANK YOU to everything that happened and everyone that made it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1923966732"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1923966733"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-431075983391128843?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/431075983391128843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/look-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/431075983391128843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/431075983391128843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/look-back.html' title='Look Back'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7p2nHaD-v7g/TsfVg9YzU4I/AAAAAAAABKk/HftutFEgOsA/s72-c/IMG_5676.edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1975075804240760867</id><published>2011-11-18T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:58:26.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking dawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight saga'/><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>Sorry, can't help but blog about it. I just watched Breaking Dawn this morning and I watched it alone! Talk about a LONER AND BEING SINGLE. &amp;nbsp;hahaha. Anyway, went to the mall as early as 9:30AM and went straight to the cinema to get the tickets for the first showing. Got the tickets priced at 220Php for 2D and a large popcorn and large iced tea for the price of 140Php. So, 10:30AM, we started lining up for the movie. The good thing about watching it early is that the cinema ain't crowded. There were just around 10 people watching and so you get to enjoy it more. Check out some pics I took of my ticket and my date: Popcorn and Iced Tea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0y3iV5H75YA/TsdECfA0RPI/AAAAAAAABKA/_5KfmFrhxlk/s1600/309749_10150400029145758_697270757_8403973_750027333_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0y3iV5H75YA/TsdECfA0RPI/AAAAAAAABKA/_5KfmFrhxlk/s320/309749_10150400029145758_697270757_8403973_750027333_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ticket :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bM91OAisoYc/TsdEBFJLZeI/AAAAAAAABJ4/uUeXedzQaPA/s1600/321209_10150400049960758_697270757_8404008_1194471924_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bM91OAisoYc/TsdEBFJLZeI/AAAAAAAABJ4/uUeXedzQaPA/s320/321209_10150400049960758_697270757_8404008_1194471924_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and my perfect date. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The movie was great and I just love their OST: A Thousand Years which kept on playing in my head. I can imagine that song as one of my wedding songs while I'm walking down the aisle. Check out the lyrics below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/christina+perri/a+thousand+years_20986324.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/christina+perri/a+thousand+years_20986324.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Heartbeats fast&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Colors and promises&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;How to be brave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;How can I love when I'm afraid to fall&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;But watching you stand alone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;One step closer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I have died everyday waiting for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Darling don't be afraid I have loved you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;For a thousand years&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I love you for a thousand more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Time stands still&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Beauty in all she is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I will be brave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I will not let anything take away&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;What's standing in front of me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Every breath&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Every hour has come to this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;One step closer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="b-lyrics-from-signature" style="color: white; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/christina+perri/a+thousand+years_20986324.html ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I have died everyday waiting for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Darling don't be afraid I have loved you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;For a thousand years&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I love you for a thousand more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;And all along I believed I would find you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Time has brought your heart to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I have loved you for a thousand years&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I love you for a thousand more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;One step closer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;One step closer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I have died everyday waiting for you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Darling don't be afraid I have loved you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;For a thousand years&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I love you for a thousand more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;And all along I believed I would find you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Time has brought your heart to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I have loved you for a thousand years&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #474747; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I love you for a thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1975075804240760867?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1975075804240760867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/breaking-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1975075804240760867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1975075804240760867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0y3iV5H75YA/TsdECfA0RPI/AAAAAAAABKA/_5KfmFrhxlk/s72-c/309749_10150400029145758_697270757_8403973_750027333_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3805323357566804251</id><published>2011-11-18T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:59:06.202-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Almost 2012</title><content type='html'>Year 2011-- what can I say about this year? Hmm... Well, lets start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I moved to another industry. Headhunting 101 was something I took and succeeded at specially because I was headhunting for the Fashion and Luxury Industry. I have learned so many things from working with a famous international model and a stylist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke up with my boyfriend for almost 2 years and I think, it was the best decision I ever made. I have been going through a lot of hurtful things in the relationship specifically, cheating, hurtful words, lack of trust, etc. and because of that, I have lost my spark as a person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned how to cheat and it's something I DO NOT REGRET. Yes, say what you gotta say. I'm not scared to admit this because at one point, I know each one of you did it too. I cheated as a way of getting back at him. I did it once. He did it 5 times. If I had not done it, I would have not learned the value of an honest relationship which is something I am looking for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned to fight back. For once in my life, I wasn't scared to say what I gotta say. I fought for my every right to be treated well by other people. I am not saying I am brave now but I learned how to say things in a way that would not be offensive. A way that would make them listen to my point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have realized how to love myself more. I thought I love myself already until I was hurt and realized i wasn't loving myself enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been out and about most of the time this year. I've been busy partying, travelling and hanging out with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started attending a bible study with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I'm going through a process called "Healing". I started to unblock my ex and some people related to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I am planning to go out of the country for a vacation. First stop is Vietnam for my birthday and next stop is Thailand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I've &amp;nbsp;got to fix some relationships with friends. I didn't give up easily on my ex who didn't last very long... who am I to give up on friends? haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I am waiting for a guy who will sweep me off my feet. I still believe in happy endings after all. I am waiting for a guy who is honest, adventurous, loyal, never jealous or insecure, hardworker, never late, loves kids and the idea of marriage and having a family. I am not praying for a rich or handsome guy. I am praying for someone who's just what I deserve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012 is coming... What's gonna happen is something we do not know and I'm just hoping for the best just because I know I deserve it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3805323357566804251?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3805323357566804251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3805323357566804251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3805323357566804251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-2012.html' title='Almost 2012'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3741733897493840831</id><published>2011-11-18T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:27:15.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miboLAuoocU/TsbyWooXxvI/AAAAAAAABJw/orQO79aSk9Q/s1600/happy-birthday-mom-cakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miboLAuoocU/TsbyWooXxvI/AAAAAAAABJw/orQO79aSk9Q/s320/happy-birthday-mom-cakes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just share with you some things that show how wonderful it is to have a Mom like mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, she was the one who gave my life. She took care of me for 9 months and all my life after that. She had been cooking my breakfast, lunch and dinner after that. She taught me how to read and write and showed me a lot of good articles or stories to read when I was young and that started my passion for writing. She also taught me how to sing and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow up, Mom did not stop teaching me things. I learned the importance of Faith from her. I also learned the value of hardwork and determination. She taught me how to dream big and work hard to make that dream come true. She taught me how to not give up on things and how to keep on trying when I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also taught me the importance of being an independent woman and how to be responsible when it comes to my actions. There were times that I didn't appreciate what she was doing for me but really, after all that she did, I am now seeing the reason why she have done such for me. She loves me unconditionally and I will forever thank her for that because without that kind of love, I will not be the person that I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only few of the things I am thankful for. There would still be a lot that I cannot mention already. But seriously, I am proud to say I've got the best Mom ever! Can anything be cooler than that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Ma! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3741733897493840831?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3741733897493840831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3741733897493840831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3741733897493840831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miboLAuoocU/TsbyWooXxvI/AAAAAAAABJw/orQO79aSk9Q/s72-c/happy-birthday-mom-cakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-661871718805381123</id><published>2011-11-16T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:45:54.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>Almost Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NidiunDrPZ0/TsSPRhxmjqI/AAAAAAAABJg/nR2FhpkqhGM/s1600/House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NidiunDrPZ0/TsSPRhxmjqI/AAAAAAAABJg/nR2FhpkqhGM/s320/House.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at that adorable carpet! hahaha! Bought that one just for this season. Our house is under renovation. Thank you to my Boss who worked really hard so I get incentives and thank you to my company who employed me. Seriously, this year was tough but very rewarding. I love the fact that now, I love what I'm doing and the money follows as a result of a job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a while since I last blogged about something that's happening in my personal life and since Gossip Girl is MIA here in the Philippines, no ones there to let you know what I have been up to. Oh well. haha! Anyway, I have been really busy at work. Like I am working so damn hard that I even reply to people after my working hours. And no, I'm not doing this because of the financial gain. You know me. I'm not money-driven. I'm just up for the challenge that this is something that I want to do and that I have to be good at it or better. For a young employee like me, of course, there would be a lot of struggles and room for improvement and growth as well. And I still think there would be very big shoes to fill (in comparison to my dad's achievements) when it comes to my career. It doesn't end here. I have a lot of positivity in this little head and body of mine ( did I really say that? I sounded so dumb. I know! ) and I just have to make sure I keep walking in the right direction. I'm not yet successful but in a couple of years, I will be. No one beats a kick ass girl like me. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-661871718805381123?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/661871718805381123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/661871718805381123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/661871718805381123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-christmas.html' title='Almost Christmas'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NidiunDrPZ0/TsSPRhxmjqI/AAAAAAAABJg/nR2FhpkqhGM/s72-c/House.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8489684637863706254</id><published>2011-11-16T02:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T02:43:41.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real By Plumb</title><content type='html'>Look at me I'm twenty three&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful a sight to see&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little dress to draw the press&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;All the rest behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well be pleased girl&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;The whole world is watching you take the stage&lt;br /&gt;What will you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't I lovely&lt;br /&gt;And do you want me cause&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry for something that will make me real&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me and&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me cause&lt;br /&gt;I am desperately searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes imagine time&lt;br /&gt;Will not forget&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I numb the ache and decorate&lt;br /&gt;My emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Stand naked in the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well be pleased world&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;This young girl is everything that you made&lt;br /&gt;What will she say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't I lovely&lt;br /&gt;And do you want me cause&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry for something that will make me real&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me and&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me cause&lt;br /&gt;I am desperately searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world goes home&lt;br /&gt;The lights go down&lt;br /&gt;My lipstick fades&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you want me cause&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry for something that will make me real&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me and&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me cause&lt;br /&gt;I am desperately searching for something&lt;br /&gt;Real&lt;br /&gt;(repeats)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8489684637863706254?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8489684637863706254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/real-by-plumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8489684637863706254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8489684637863706254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/real-by-plumb.html' title='Real By Plumb'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8127886381910861962</id><published>2011-11-09T14:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:59:15.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>First Client I Ever Got! :)</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was another productive day. I don't know if it was the season or if it was me. But I was productive yesterday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the title of my post, yes. You know me well. I get straight to the point with my posts. You are definitely right. I got a client yesterday!!! Talk about a real fashion and luxury specialist, ne? Hahaha! I was surprised to have gotten the client and referred to my boss for further discussion. First of all, I have no freakin' idea how the hell they knew about me. Maybe, I was so lucky yesterday noh? But really, I think my boss was happy about that and told me he likes the brand. Achievement! Yes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story doesn't just end there because as productive as I was, I was also able to set up someone for my boss. This had been happening for weeks now and I think, I'm gonna make it again this month! Sooooo happy. Like seriously, other than my inspiration "Domz" I am also very inspired with my work. It's one thing that gives me the "adrenaline rush" other than travelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a THANKFUL monkey. Haha! Like really, THANK GOD for helping me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8127886381910861962?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8127886381910861962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-client-i-ever-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8127886381910861962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8127886381910861962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-client-i-ever-got.html' title='First Client I Ever Got! :)'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1149196162359680963</id><published>2011-11-09T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T05:15:05.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next To You by Chris Brown and Justin Bieber</title><content type='html'>You got that smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only heaven can make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray to God every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you keep that smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not a thing I won't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give my life up for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, everything that I have is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never go cold or hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when you're insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you know that you're always lovely, girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are the only thing that I got right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had my child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to have your eyes on little me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'd be mine forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, everything that I have is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never go cold or hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when you're insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you know that you're always lovely, girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are the only thing that I got right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're made for one another, me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no fear, I know we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand by my side, side, side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sky falls down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got that smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only heaven can make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep you forever, oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1149196162359680963?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1149196162359680963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/next-to-you-by-chris-brown-and-justin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1149196162359680963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1149196162359680963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/next-to-you-by-chris-brown-and-justin.html' title='Next To You by Chris Brown and Justin Bieber'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8979587007449774415</id><published>2011-11-08T05:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T05:06:12.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domz'/><title type='text'>Today Marks A VERY Special Day</title><content type='html'>Ok guys and gals! As much as I would like to hold off on the news, I can't. Been keeping this all day and really, I guess it's time to blurt out the great experience I had just this morning. :) ready? Here we go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAKAUSAP KO NA SI DOMZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I got to speak to Domz today! Yeeeeeeeeeeee! Haha. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So it wasn't a personal conversation. I just asked him if he wanted me to pass his fare to the driver and he said it's ok, he can do it himself. But please feel free to congratulate me! It took me months before I finally had the courage to freakin' do that! Haha! I saw him smile after and he looked away when I looked at him. Anyway, it feels funny to actually be inspired by an anonymous person right? But I feel so highschool and boy, I don't care! I am enjoying the mystery! I like the feeling of thrill, thinking what's gonna happen next.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's mark this date, wait and see. I hope he's not married, with a kid or gay. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8979587007449774415?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8979587007449774415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-marks-very-special-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8979587007449774415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8979587007449774415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-marks-very-special-day.html' title='Today Marks A VERY Special Day'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2509784024006563840</id><published>2011-11-03T05:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T05:56:40.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry Me By Train</title><content type='html'>Forever can never be long enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel like I've had long enough with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the world now, we won't let them see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing left to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the weight has lifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love has surely shifted my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together can never be close enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel like I am close enough to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear white and I'll wear out the words I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the wait is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love and has finally showed her my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise me you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to sing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the music dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I just learned about this song tonight. Nice... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2509784024006563840?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2509784024006563840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/marry-me-by-train.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2509784024006563840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2509784024006563840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/marry-me-by-train.html' title='Marry Me By Train'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2474344872174391587</id><published>2011-11-01T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T02:07:29.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Playing With My Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.taaz.com/makeover.html#tab=lipstick"&gt;http://www.taaz.com/makeover.html#tab=lipstick&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a website that allows you to test the look before deciding whether or not to try it for real. I just found it while searching for an online makeover site. For someone like me who wanted to change my looks but won't go as far as cutting my hair really short unless it's guaranteed that it will look good on me, this is the perfect tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice thing about it is that it also allows you to use different shades of makeup as well as contact lenses to help you find the best look for your face features and complexion. Check out the pics below and let me know which look you think is best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwdb0xFAg9A/TrDI8nRt7fI/AAAAAAAABIM/9m59UEfBLrk/s1600/makeover+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwdb0xFAg9A/TrDI8nRt7fI/AAAAAAAABIM/9m59UEfBLrk/s320/makeover+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMHAhX1t3pM/TrDI_2H1fiI/AAAAAAAABIU/B28tOZsa5Qo/s1600/makeover+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMHAhX1t3pM/TrDI_2H1fiI/AAAAAAAABIU/B28tOZsa5Qo/s320/makeover+%25282%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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My little experiment. So, here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00ym0vXotk/Tq_UkmwbICI/AAAAAAAABHA/3qDpHjmhZDY/s1600/312735_10150372354020758_697270757_8280948_399478067_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00ym0vXotk/Tq_UkmwbICI/AAAAAAAABHA/3qDpHjmhZDY/s400/312735_10150372354020758_697270757_8280948_399478067_n.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tne1wYzqvk/Tq_U10kFJ3I/AAAAAAAABHI/H48A6OFp6W8/s1600/383348_10150372354575758_697270757_8280952_805173395_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tne1wYzqvk/Tq_U10kFJ3I/AAAAAAAABHI/H48A6OFp6W8/s400/383348_10150372354575758_697270757_8280952_805173395_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tE7j6qCNmRs/Tq_U7oDk9qI/AAAAAAAABHQ/xuorcWosvNA/s1600/388621_10150372354875758_697270757_8280957_1580772937_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tE7j6qCNmRs/Tq_U7oDk9qI/AAAAAAAABHQ/xuorcWosvNA/s400/388621_10150372354875758_697270757_8280957_1580772937_n.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ta5x10iDqs/Tq_VAgXs2BI/AAAAAAAABHY/ZcWaklEmAl8/s1600/392762_10150372354190758_697270757_8280949_1298846943_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ta5x10iDqs/Tq_VAgXs2BI/AAAAAAAABHY/ZcWaklEmAl8/s400/392762_10150372354190758_697270757_8280949_1298846943_n.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv3WJBfUFIE/Tq_YJ3kFhtI/AAAAAAAABH4/PL1C6J9YmrY/s1600/378964_10150372354745758_697270757_8280954_1945368380_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv3WJBfUFIE/Tq_YJ3kFhtI/AAAAAAAABH4/PL1C6J9YmrY/s320/378964_10150372354745758_697270757_8280954_1945368380_n.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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oz2MQq-L9Rs/Tq_VGKa-H4I/AAAAAAAABHg/Yeok1FA2hUQ/s1600/386667_10150372353665758_697270757_8280945_1451238171_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oz2MQq-L9Rs/Tq_VGKa-H4I/AAAAAAAABHg/Yeok1FA2hUQ/s400/386667_10150372353665758_697270757_8280945_1451238171_n.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can you say about the outfit? Let me know your thoughts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, I am looking forward to the Spring/Summer Collection available in stores SOON! Can't wait to shop for the season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ILML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-957660500733333990?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/957660500733333990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-promised-once-my-internet-connection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/957660500733333990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/957660500733333990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-promised-once-my-internet-connection.html' title='White and Fierce'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00ym0vXotk/Tq_UkmwbICI/AAAAAAAABHA/3qDpHjmhZDY/s72-c/312735_10150372354020758_697270757_8280948_399478067_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-7472134824062560170</id><published>2011-11-01T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T03:11:25.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My Little Experiment</title><content type='html'>So, today I decided to play "stylist". I recently bought this nice jumpsuit from SM Department Store and this is one of the "risky" clothing investment that I have. First of all, because I am only 4ft 11 inches tall and I didn't think this kind of clothing would look good on me. However, I am adventurous and I'd like to take chances and see how it will go. So, being a fan of Kim Kardashian, I got all excited with this jumpsuit. Not only that. I also bought this nice see-through top from Ruins in BF Paranaque (which I got for only around 100.00Php) and when I bought it, I had no idea where to use it or which clothes to pair it with. But, I did imagine it to be paired with my swimsuit. Yes, it's another potential summer outfit which i can say is a must-have for every girl. Plus, the color is white so it can easily be paired with any color. So, this duo were paired up today. Check out the pics and how it looked. Let me know your thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sFyppUe6vc/Tq-98NWj2qI/AAAAAAAABGw/ADQMSMg0v8A/s640/Edited1.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheer Top: Ruins, BF Paranaque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leopard Print Jumpsuit: Cococabana, SM Department Store&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gold Pumps: Ukay-Ukay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gold Earrings: Festival Mall Tiangge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiger Print Ring: Alabang Town Center Tiangge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woven Belt: Divisoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This outfit is so cheap! See where I got the items?Plus, this is perfect for summer! See how comfortable the outfit looks? Also, to get more feel of the "summer vibe" I opted for an orangey makeup. I will post the rest of the pics tomorrow since my internet here at home is slow for some reason.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_551644277"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_551644278"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-7472134824062560170?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/7472134824062560170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-little-experiment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7472134824062560170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7472134824062560170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-little-experiment.html' title='My Little Experiment'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sFyppUe6vc/Tq-98NWj2qI/AAAAAAAABGw/ADQMSMg0v8A/s72-c/Edited1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-317316445393406715</id><published>2011-10-31T03:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T03:49:46.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Mom For My Independence</title><content type='html'>My Mom is strict and conservative. She loves to tell me what to do. She loves to ask where I'm going. But, you see I am happy with the way Mom brought me up. Simply because even if she is strict, conservative and always asking she still gave me the independence, the freedom to decide for myself and to do what I love to do instead of doing what she wants me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about dreams here. I am talking about my job and my life. Even if my Mom seems to want to decide for me all the time, she became brave enough to let her daughter conquer the world her own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she wanted me to be a nurse that's why I took up nursing but when I realized I can't do it anymore because my heart is not in the nursing field, she allowed me to quit and decide what I really want to do in life. I got a job and thank God for that because it made me realize how hard it is to earn money and that only if you work hard will you get what you want in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the freedom Mom gave me, I became a responsible sister. I sent my sister to college and I worked hard. I realized what I can do and what I can become. I cannot say I'm on the perfect track now but I'm proud to say that whatever I'm doing and whatever I have now are all based on my decisions in life. I'm now a Management student. I'm no longer a Call Center Agent but I'm now part of the Recruitment team for Fashion and Luxury. I have learned a lot in this life. Thank You Mom for the freedom of choice that you granted me. You are the BEST MOM ever! :) I love you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-317316445393406715?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/317316445393406715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/thank-mom-for-my-independence-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/317316445393406715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/317316445393406715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/thank-mom-for-my-independence-and.html' title='Thank Mom For My Independence'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3619579204848551815</id><published>2011-10-30T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:46:30.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Heart To Heart by 4Minute</title><content type='html'>yoku kiite sora sanai de watashi no me chan to mite&lt;br /&gt;saikin kimi no taido hen ne? doushite?&lt;br /&gt;taikutsu souna kao de itari hanashikata mo sokke nakute&lt;br /&gt;mae to wa chigau kimi ne doushite? oshiete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takusan nozomunde nai no mae no youni tada&lt;br /&gt;(Jihyun HyunA) Look into my eyes, Please look at me now&lt;br /&gt;watashi wo mite, Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a Heart to Heart to Heart (talk)&lt;br /&gt;otoko rashiku hanashite&lt;br /&gt;daiji souna kurushi souna&lt;br /&gt;furishite mo Stay together&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a Heart to Heart to Heart (talk)&lt;br /&gt;massugu watashi wo mite yo&lt;br /&gt;sunao ni itte nikumasenai de&lt;br /&gt;ima wa Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;futari Heart to Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mae wa yoku kureta serenaade&lt;br /&gt;ima ja “aishiteru” sae mo nakute&lt;br /&gt;kirai ni natta to kyori wo okou to&lt;br /&gt;hakkiri shite ima wa Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taikutsu souna kao de itari hanashikata mo sokke nakute&lt;br /&gt;mae to wa chigau kimi ne doushite? oshiete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takusan nozomunde nai no mae no youni tada&lt;br /&gt;(HyunA SoHyun) Look into my eyes, Please look at me now&lt;br /&gt;watashi wo mite, Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a Heart to Heart to Heart (talk)&lt;br /&gt;otoko rashiku hanashite&lt;br /&gt;daiji souna kurushi souna&lt;br /&gt;furishite mo Stay together&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a Heart to Heart to Heart (talk)&lt;br /&gt;massugu watashi wo mite yo&lt;br /&gt;sunao ni itte nikumasenai de&lt;br /&gt;ima wa Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;futari Heart to Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au tabi mata kimi wa iuwa tada “gomen” to…&lt;br /&gt;sou yatte mata owaraseyou to doushite?&lt;br /&gt;onaji kotoba bakari de, Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima mo mukou de anata wo mite (Heart to Heart)&lt;br /&gt;watashi wa mada unazukenai (Heart to Heart)&lt;br /&gt;Heart to Heart kimi no koto wo omou bakari…&lt;br /&gt;nee, doushite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a Heart to Heart to Heart (talk)&lt;br /&gt;otoko rashiku hanashite&lt;br /&gt;daiji souna kurushi souna&lt;br /&gt;furishite mo Stay together&lt;br /&gt;Let’s have a Heart to Heart to Heart (talk)&lt;br /&gt;massugu watashi wo mite yo&lt;br /&gt;sunao ni itte nikumasenai de&lt;br /&gt;ima wa Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;futari Heart to Heart to Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Lyrics from: http://snsdlyrics.wordpress.com/2011/08/19/4minute-heart-to-heart-japanese-version/&lt;br /&gt;** I love this song. First ever Japanese song that I enjoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3619579204848551815?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3619579204848551815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/heart-to-heart-by-4minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3619579204848551815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3619579204848551815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/heart-to-heart-by-4minute.html' title='Heart To Heart by 4Minute'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4533175737645747647</id><published>2011-10-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:39:40.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Philippine Fashion Week Spring/Summer RTW Collection 2012</title><content type='html'>So, as a continuation to my post last night, I am now blogging about the event itself. First of all, I felt really glad and proud of myself that I got invites! Not only that. I also got invites for my sister and my close friend Kath. So of course, as expected, we had so much fun. Anyway, here are some of the photos I took of the show itself. Sorry for the blurry photos. As you know, I'm no DSLR user and I'm no professional photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLl91aswzuM/Tq32XLLL32I/AAAAAAAABGE/X1n7jxOHJRU/s1600/381462_10150369891495758_697270757_8260122_314287244_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLl91aswzuM/Tq32XLLL32I/AAAAAAAABGE/X1n7jxOHJRU/s320/381462_10150369891495758_697270757_8260122_314287244_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot! Woot! Woot!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSkF14P2lZc/Tq32XQ00ZFI/AAAAAAAABGM/uGYR37_ECeg/s1600/377947_10150369898135758_697270757_8260205_2127954838_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSkF14P2lZc/Tq32XQ00ZFI/AAAAAAAABGM/uGYR37_ECeg/s320/377947_10150369898135758_697270757_8260205_2127954838_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I can wear this!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNU_JeoOgto/Tq32XfruYqI/AAAAAAAABGc/_8QNgIlEy_Y/s1600/382144_10150369901850758_697270757_8260251_2137092961_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNU_JeoOgto/Tq32XfruYqI/AAAAAAAABGc/_8QNgIlEy_Y/s320/382144_10150369901850758_697270757_8260251_2137092961_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mK6PePpoJ1w/Tq32YOzeNfI/AAAAAAAABGo/itwSWdhjUu4/s1600/385781_10150369901220758_697270757_8260244_1873805683_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mK6PePpoJ1w/Tq32YOzeNfI/AAAAAAAABGo/itwSWdhjUu4/s320/385781_10150369901220758_697270757_8260244_1873805683_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My good friend, Angelica&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are few of my shots. As much as I wanted to upload them all, I can't because my internet is so slow it's gonna take me forever. Can't wait to shop for the latest trends in fashion. How about you, what's your Spring/Summer Fashion style?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-4533175737645747647?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4533175737645747647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/philippine-fashion-week-springsummer_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4533175737645747647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4533175737645747647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/philippine-fashion-week-springsummer_30.html' title='Philippine Fashion Week Spring/Summer RTW Collection 2012'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLl91aswzuM/Tq32XLLL32I/AAAAAAAABGE/X1n7jxOHJRU/s72-c/381462_10150369891495758_697270757_8260122_314287244_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8656131716565130404</id><published>2011-10-30T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T07:14:31.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My PFW Outfit ( Spring/Summer Collection 2012 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHHekHXZvdI/Tq1PpZ49AQI/AAAAAAAABFg/gZKjINKZ0C0/s1600/IMG_4996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHHekHXZvdI/Tq1PpZ49AQI/AAAAAAAABFg/gZKjINKZ0C0/s320/IMG_4996.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blake Lively-ish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYzBAHnqaxU/Tq1WE94h2CI/AAAAAAAABFs/54O4chQh_CI/s1600/IMG_5003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYzBAHnqaxU/Tq1WE94h2CI/AAAAAAAABFs/54O4chQh_CI/s320/IMG_5003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim Kardashian-ish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress: People Are People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blazer: Mom's closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shoes: Janeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bag: Kimbel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ring: Alabang Town Center Accessory Stall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earrings: festival mall Accessory Stall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hair &amp;amp; Makeup by: Me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, based on the pics above, you can see the outfit I wore today upon attending the Philippine fashion Week: Spring Summer Collection Ready To Wear Fashion. I wasn't supposed to wear this dress. I was supposed to wear a leopard print jumpsuit which I bought from SM Department Store under their Cococabana Line which &amp;nbsp;consist of summer/beach clothing. But, when my sister and I went to People Are People, I saw this lovely red dress which made me think about endless possibilities with this dress. I thought I could wear it with a nice blazer so I can use it at the office and by night, after work, I can use it to got straight to party because of it's fabulous, sexy back.. And you know me. I love clothes with sexy back. So, since it was on sale, I didn't think twice. I went straight to the cashier.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To tell you more about this outfit, when I wore it with a blazer, I realized it was "Kim Kardashian" inspired. Remember how Kim K. would usually put blazers on top of really sexy dresses? That kind of style is something that women crave for because it shows a woman's feminine and masculine side in one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I removed the blazer, I felt like it was "Blake Lively" inspired. Take a look at some of Blake lively's photos and see how she loves &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1310926/Blue-beauty-Gossip-Girl-Blake-Lively-brings-sexy-figure-hugging-cut-dress.html"&gt;sexy back clothes&lt;/a&gt;! I did enjoy wearing the dress and I think that this dress is one of the best ones I've got. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, if you were to attend a fashion show, what's your outfit gonna be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8656131716565130404?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8656131716565130404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-pfw-outfit-springsummer-collection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8656131716565130404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8656131716565130404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-pfw-outfit-springsummer-collection.html' title='My PFW Outfit ( Spring/Summer Collection 2012 )'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHHekHXZvdI/Tq1PpZ49AQI/AAAAAAAABFg/gZKjINKZ0C0/s72-c/IMG_4996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-599373490828997820</id><published>2011-10-29T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T08:53:08.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery guy'/><title type='text'>"Domz"</title><content type='html'>Last week was a whirlwind for me. Of course, I had the challenge to bring in candidates on a tough time which I was able to accomplish despite the scarcity of the basic needs. Other than that, my other boss resigned which was a surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, it doesn't end there. Remember the guy I mentioned before who often sit beside me or I sit beside him in the van for months now and was such a gentleman to always open and close the van's door for me almost everyday? I think I already got his name. It's Domz. Or maybe Doms. I just heard from the lady he knows and who had been talking to him in the van the other day. Hmmm. Nice name. You know what? This guy is not good looking. I can't classify him as handsome but he's got charm. Maybe because he's a gentleman and he seemed mysterious. It's just funny how I seem to be attracted with this guy for months now without knowing a single thing about him. But, I wanna just leave it this way. I don't want to know a thing about him. Let's keep the mystery and let me enjoy his "gentleness" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-599373490828997820?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/599373490828997820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/domz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/599373490828997820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/599373490828997820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/domz.html' title='&quot;Domz&quot;'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8219067095743244954</id><published>2011-10-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:32:20.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Philippine Fashion Week Spring/Summer Collection</title><content type='html'>I already got my invites! Will be attending the Philippine Fashion Week on Sunday. I am so excited because I will be seeing the collection by Louis Claparols who I have met personally in their humble home. I met him two years ago because of Bobby Carlos ( famous celebrity Makeup Artist ) and Erwyn Manuel, an officemate of mine. So, anyway, I am very excited to see his collection for this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm excited about for this coming PFW is I will be seeing my schoolmate/co-student government officer/friend Maria Angelica Mopera who will be one of the ramp models in the RTW show. I know she will be very stunning again just like during the Ford competition she participated in last PFW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be attending with some friends of mine. I bet this will be fun. Show on Sunday will start at 2:30PM, SMX. See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8219067095743244954?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8219067095743244954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/philippine-fashion-week-springsummer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8219067095743244954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8219067095743244954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/philippine-fashion-week-springsummer.html' title='Philippine Fashion Week Spring/Summer Collection'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1515344596796235744</id><published>2011-10-18T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:48:05.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Story</title><content type='html'>"I've learned to NEVER look back. If Cinderella went back to pick up her shoes, she wouldn't become princess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from my sister's wall in Facebook. The moment I read it, I realized that maybe, the lesson behind the story of Cinderella is not just about different social statuses that can become one through and because of love but also, it teaches us how to wait patiently for the right time. How to be brave to let go and trust that if it's meant for you, it will happen. Cinderella never looked back when she left one of the most beautiful things she had: the glass slipper. She did not come looking for it either. But, it found its way to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This realization inspires me. I may have let go of so many great people, relationships or opportunities but I believe, now and always, if it's meant for me, it will be mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1515344596796235744?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1515344596796235744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/cinderella-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1515344596796235744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1515344596796235744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/cinderella-story.html' title='Cinderella Story'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6975103941076540899</id><published>2011-10-13T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:43:01.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why My Favorite Bible Story Is About Job</title><content type='html'>Tonight, after work, I spent time with some friends again for the Bible Study. Of course, the usual suspects: Jackie, Chee, Eloisa, me and Ate Kate. For tonight, we did a follow up on last week's lecture which was about accepting God and letting Him in your life. So ofcourse, we discussed how our week went and we were amazed about the improvements in our personalities. God works on us to make us better people and this week showed us that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tonight we talked about Bible Stories. I mentioned to them what my favorite was : The Story Of Job. Do you know him? I remembered reading about him before. He was a blessed man. Wealthy, good health, great family. Happy indeed. But all those were taken away from him. He lost his money, his family and he got sick. His Faith was tested. But he has strong Faith that even if he lost what most people value, he believed that God is there for him. He believed in God. Soon, after the trials in his life, he became blessed for being a true child of God. Happy ending right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can very well relate to this. I once had everything that I can ever dream about. I had my Mom and Dad. We had money. We had a big house in an exclusive subdivision, we had a car. All I needed to do was enjoy life. But then, my dad passed away. We lost our money, the car, we had to sell our house and we had to move from a Catholic School to a cheaper Catholic School then later on, to a Public School. I thought our life was messed up. I thought I lost everything. But hey, Job experienced far worse than I did. I had my Mom and sister all the time. I was able to eat 3 times a day. I  was able to go to school. I had new school stuff every June to get me excited for class. I learned to appreciate the littlest things in life since I lost the biggest things. I learned what hardwork means. What purpose means. What is life, what is strength, what is hope and what is FAITH. Yes, Faith made us survive. Now, it's a miracle that I'm still here and sharing this story to you. It's a miracle that I found a decent job without a diploma. It's a miracle that I was able to provide my sister's tuition fee until she graduated from College. If I didn't have Faith in God that He has plans for me and my family, may&lt;br /&gt;be I have committed suicide. Maybe I had been pregnant at an age that I wasn't supposed to. Maybe I had taken drugs. There were many bad things that I could've become without Faith in God. But I am glad I was brought up to trust that He has better plans for me and my family. It's also good that my Mom taught us to believe that God does exist even in times of trials. Up to now, I still believe that. My trials aren't over yet. I have a long life to live and every now and then I will get hurt, I will tumble down. But the story of Job will continue to inspire me. I will cling to God no matter what the circumstance is. I trust that He has plans, bigger and better than what I have for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6975103941076540899?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6975103941076540899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-my-favorite-bible-story-is-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6975103941076540899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6975103941076540899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-my-favorite-bible-story-is-about.html' title='Why My Favorite Bible Story Is About Job'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-7259647938017522580</id><published>2011-10-09T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T07:44:09.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>49 Days</title><content type='html'>I just finished the last few episodes of 49 Days (Pure Love). I admit. I didn't take this tv series seriously for the reason that the plot was revolving around a spirit of a comatosed woman. Talk about "Just Like Heaven" theme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as the story progressed, I fell inlove with the characters specially with the dispatcher and Soo Yi. Their love story was one of a kind. Both grew up in an orphanage and been together since then but the day the guy was about to give the engagement ring to Soo Yi, he met an accident and died. 5 years have passed and Soo Yi haven't moved on. But it doesn't end there because the guy became the scheduler/dispatcher of souls and later on regained his memory of his human life. He once again regained his feelings fo Soo Yi but painful as it is, he's dead and can never come back. The part that made me cry all throughout was when he was given the chance to "live" again for one day just so he can finish what he hasn't finished before he passed away. His meeting with Soo Yi made cry. You can tell they did miss each other. Every scene while they were together seemed really meanigful and dramatic. Until the part when he had to throw the engagement rings and ask Soo Yi to move on for him. Can you just imagine someone you love in front of you telling you to be happy without him and you can see that's not what he wants but he doesn't have a choice? Ouch. Painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the ending also gave a wonderful twist where everybody ended up happy in heaven and on earth. I can say that the entire story was one of a kind. I don't want to tell you exactly every part of it. It's gonna be better if you watch it yourself. But I can assure you, it's worth watching and please, don't forget to prepare tissue because some scenes will break your heart. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-7259647938017522580?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/7259647938017522580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/49-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7259647938017522580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7259647938017522580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/49-days.html' title='49 Days'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-745812867880912587</id><published>2011-10-08T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T06:55:56.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother-Daughter Relationship</title><content type='html'>My relationship with my Mom wasn't the most perfect Mother-Daughter relationship there is. In fact, I'd have to admit that Mom and I are very different. While she's the controlling type, I'm the person who doesn't like being controlled. While she's sensitive about little things, I'm the type who disregards a lot of things. While she gets mad easily, I'm the type who needs to be provoked before I get mad otherwise, I won't react at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight marks another challenging night between me and my Mom. We had another argument. But you know what, instead of the usual feeling that I'm upset because she just won't listen, stop and not fight with me, I felt guilty instead. Of course, I knew I did something wrong but you know what? Tonight, I felt more like I want our relationship to be fixed. Since Mark and I got together against my Mom's will, my relationship with her was never the same. I don't know but maybe she felt I neglected her and I chose Mark at the same time, I had the thought that she can't be happy for me because I did not follow what she wants for me again. But God knows that wasn't true. I know that Mom just wants the best for me and I on the other hand wants nothingelse but to make her proud of what I have become. This is one of my biggest challengs because it's concerning my Mom. The reason why I'm here writing this in my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanted to give Mom a hug and say I'm sorry tonight but pride gets in the way. I can't get myself to do it. I just wish that Mom and I can bond soon.. Just the two of us. Maybe then, I'll have the courage to say how sorry I am for all the wrong things I have done. I'm sorry ma.. I love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-745812867880912587?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/745812867880912587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/mother-daughter-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/745812867880912587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/745812867880912587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/mother-daughter-relationship.html' title='Mother-Daughter Relationship'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-53165100603148293</id><published>2011-10-07T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T18:09:53.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. Anonymous</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I haven't spoken with you in a while. I have been pretty occupied with so many things that I almost forgot about you. I'm so sorry. I hope you understand. I almost gave up hope that one day I will meet you. But as I continued meeting other guys, I realized they were all wrong for me. They can never be like you. And that lead me to this point when I am praying again, to find you. Something good happened yesterday. I attended a Bible Study with friends. I am now preparing for our meet up. I know it's going to be soon. I am improving myself in all aspects so that you will be proud of me. Also, I am strengthening my faith knowing that faith and not fate will lead you to me as I will be led to you as well. I am looking forward to meeting you soon. As for the meantime, take care of yourself as I will be taking care of myself too. I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-53165100603148293?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/53165100603148293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-mr-anonymous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/53165100603148293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/53165100603148293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-mr-anonymous.html' title='Dear Mr. Anonymous'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4547055171050307367</id><published>2011-10-07T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T08:24:02.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>Today, I guess would be one of my most life-changing experiences. We started our Bible Study after work. We decided to do it at Coffee Bean over dinner. Jackie, one of my officemates who is a devoted Christian introduced the Bible Study to us. Actually, my family used to attend those back when my Dad was sick and even after my Dad passed away. It wasn't that new to me but I admit it, I felt a pang of excitement that I will be doing something like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to attend a Bible Study and go back to worship God. Not that I stopped and not that I lost faith.In fact,I grew up with a strong faith in God which could be the reason why God never failed me. I was able to go to school despite financial difficulties after Dad passed away. I got myself a decent job despite the fact I'm an undergrad. That FAITH kept me alive and surviving. And really, I am doing this for several reasons. 1. I want a new life. A life with purpose. A life with direction. I mean, I can be anything, I am smart, I have looks, I have confidence but where will those take me? I need God so I can put these to use for the purpose he has created me for. 2. I want to thank God endlessly for all that I have in this life and for my life itself. Yes, it's imperfect but it's life and not everybody gets the chance to see or experience what I have gone through. 3. I want to have stronger Faith. I will go through tests and face temptations but I know, with a stronger Faith, I will survive everything and anything. I have tons of other reasons but so far, these are the basics. It's just Day 1. Ther start of a Purposeful life for me. Maybe this time, I will be touched again by His hands and show me what I am living for. Maybe, through Him, my dream to change someone's life will come to reality. But one thing's for sure, with Him life will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-4547055171050307367?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4547055171050307367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4547055171050307367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4547055171050307367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8664859213211027009</id><published>2011-10-06T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:03:25.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STATUS: DATING</title><content type='html'>Whoever, wherever he is... hmmm.. it's a secret. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8664859213211027009?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8664859213211027009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/status-dating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8664859213211027009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8664859213211027009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/status-dating.html' title='STATUS: DATING'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-7490527970863200568</id><published>2011-10-06T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:59:50.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poqhi1V0r_4/To53N3R2fbI/AAAAAAAABDY/EXNB0nrjA28/s1600/BORBE+CLAN.FILE.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poqhi1V0r_4/To53N3R2fbI/AAAAAAAABDY/EXNB0nrjA28/s320/BORBE+CLAN.FILE.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out my family history. :) I signed up for a group in Facebook with people who has the same last name as I do. &amp;nbsp;I've always known that my family has a rich historical background and that we weren't pure Filipino.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-7490527970863200568?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/7490527970863200568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/check-out-my-family-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7490527970863200568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7490527970863200568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/check-out-my-family-history.html' title='FACEBOOK'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-poqhi1V0r_4/To53N3R2fbI/AAAAAAAABDY/EXNB0nrjA28/s72-c/BORBE+CLAN.FILE.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3977294712377138548</id><published>2011-10-05T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T06:33:03.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Quick Note</title><content type='html'>Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for this day. For every breath I took, for every smile I shared, for the money I spent, for the work I have done and for the family I have gone home to. Thank You for the challenge to survive and be happy. But mostly, thank You for being there for me all day. I wouldn't ask for anythingelse because I am contented with everything that you gave to me. I will not ask for more since you have given me more than enough of what I need in this life. I offer you my life, Lord. Take me to the path that You would like me to take and I will gladly follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3977294712377138548?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3977294712377138548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-quick-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3977294712377138548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3977294712377138548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-quick-note.html' title='Just A Quick Note'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5766629059234536247</id><published>2011-10-05T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T05:14:24.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Love By Lil Wayne</title><content type='html'>Cut the music up a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you're in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second you were here&lt;br /&gt;Now you over there&lt;br /&gt;It's hard not to stare, the way you moving your body&lt;br /&gt;Like you never had a love&lt;br /&gt;Never had a love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you was just a young and your looks were so precious&lt;br /&gt;But now your grown up&lt;br /&gt;So fly it's like a blessing but you can’t have a man look at you for five seconds&lt;br /&gt;Without you being insecure&lt;br /&gt;You never credit yourself, so when you got older&lt;br /&gt;It’s seems like you came back ten times over&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner&lt;br /&gt;Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you're in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second you were here&lt;br /&gt;Why you over there?&lt;br /&gt;It's hard not to stare the way you moving your body&lt;br /&gt;Like you never had a love&lt;br /&gt;Had a love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a lot of dreams that transformed to visions&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn’t your fault&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t in your intentions&lt;br /&gt;To be the one here talking to me&lt;br /&gt;Be the one listenin'&lt;br /&gt;But I admire your popping bottles and dippin’&lt;br /&gt;Just as much as you admire &lt;br /&gt;bartending and stripping&lt;br /&gt;Baby, so don’t be mad&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else tripping&lt;br /&gt;You see a lot of crooks and the crooks still crook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;See I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That you deserve the best&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know, you’re far from the usual&lt;br /&gt;Far from the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5766629059234536247?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5766629059234536247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-love-by-lil-wayne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5766629059234536247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5766629059234536247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-love-by-lil-wayne.html' title='How To Love By Lil Wayne'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-9136157187261191846</id><published>2011-10-04T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:57:21.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Placement Lunch From EB</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWQO1INOriY/TorYG183FCI/AAAAAAAABDU/A5kvk09L24g/s1600/pic23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWQO1INOriY/TorYG183FCI/AAAAAAAABDU/A5kvk09L24g/s320/pic23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At KFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share with you our pic from the lunch out that me and the girls had in celebration of EB's placement. I love these girls. Oh, and by the way, Jackie and I are already ok. Whatever happens, real friends will be friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-9136157187261191846?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/9136157187261191846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/placement-lunch-from-eb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/9136157187261191846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/9136157187261191846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/placement-lunch-from-eb.html' title='Placement Lunch From EB'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uWQO1INOriY/TorYG183FCI/AAAAAAAABDU/A5kvk09L24g/s72-c/pic23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6404713430708944369</id><published>2011-10-02T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:58:41.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday High</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UwOQSc0PIQ/TokyPlFHX-I/AAAAAAAABC4/tU2BcprAn70/s1600/293332_10150333909390758_697270757_8057679_687488616_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UwOQSc0PIQ/TokyPlFHX-I/AAAAAAAABC4/tU2BcprAn70/s320/293332_10150333909390758_697270757_8057679_687488616_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to be a bit Nerdy again ♥&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjUd1T9cSHo/TokyQqaE33I/AAAAAAAABC8/lXZC-oJRMhc/s1600/296037_10150333908575758_697270757_8057666_768466692_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjUd1T9cSHo/TokyQqaE33I/AAAAAAAABC8/lXZC-oJRMhc/s320/296037_10150333908575758_697270757_8057666_768466692_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmm.. i dunno how to describe this...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZnQx9WgRc4/TokySh7g09I/AAAAAAAABDA/EQSPBgj0APY/s1600/297762_10150333909935758_697270757_8057686_49207995_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZnQx9WgRc4/TokySh7g09I/AAAAAAAABDA/EQSPBgj0APY/s320/297762_10150333909935758_697270757_8057686_49207995_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playful Me?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSvBHL6E98Y/TokyUREBvlI/AAAAAAAABDE/px9bKUI604M/s1600/301622_10150333908675758_697270757_8057667_366880372_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSvBHL6E98Y/TokyUREBvlI/AAAAAAAABDE/px9bKUI604M/s320/301622_10150333908675758_697270757_8057667_366880372_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are you looking at?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFe79Fh0c-Q/TokyVUiqvYI/AAAAAAAABDI/GRFzJSdpo1A/s1600/307300_10150333910005758_697270757_8057687_1379910482_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFe79Fh0c-Q/TokyVUiqvYI/AAAAAAAABDI/GRFzJSdpo1A/s320/307300_10150333910005758_697270757_8057687_1379910482_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooopppssss... I didn't say that. hahaha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtWIpaLSNPI/TokyWOQ8rXI/AAAAAAAABDM/ztlZ4cvn0-s/s1600/307741_10150333909820758_697270757_8057685_964792169_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtWIpaLSNPI/TokyWOQ8rXI/AAAAAAAABDM/ztlZ4cvn0-s/s320/307741_10150333909820758_697270757_8057685_964792169_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mwuah!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFhzqmtzBU/TokyXm_BbzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/2Ddqi88Hvl0/s1600/309599_10150333908775758_697270757_8057668_1319315729_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFhzqmtzBU/TokyXm_BbzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/2Ddqi88Hvl0/s320/309599_10150333908775758_697270757_8057668_1319315729_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's get serious this time. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was sick. I was at home. I was bored. Ending: Picture taking. Yes, took pictures of myself again. My cam is so overused because of what I'm doing. But THANK YOU CAMERA ( Canon S90 ) because you ease my boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1011502805"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1011502806"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6404713430708944369?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6404713430708944369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/saturday-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6404713430708944369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6404713430708944369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/saturday-high.html' title='Saturday High'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UwOQSc0PIQ/TokyPlFHX-I/AAAAAAAABC4/tU2BcprAn70/s72-c/293332_10150333909390758_697270757_8057679_687488616_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4691957130345681099</id><published>2011-10-01T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T16:52:13.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Morning Is A Blessing</title><content type='html'>Ever wokeup one day and said to yourself "Thank You. This is the LIFE I've always wanted"? I just did yesterday for a reason that I can't explain. Well, do I need to have a reason to appreciate my life? The mornings I wakeup to? I don't think so because basically, waking up every morning is already the biggest blessing and miracle that ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life. I am living the life that I want now. Not that it's perfect because as you know, I've been going through a lot every now and then. But hey, my life doesn't suck because nobody has a life as great as mine. Nobody has walked the same path as I did who can say that it's always been easy for me. I am very thankful for every twist and turn of this life. For every loss and gain, for every tear of sadness and joy, for every trial and sucess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us should learn to appreciate life. Our lives. No matter what we are going through because it's our story. Our masterpiece. It's a gift to us and what we can do to thank Him is to love the life we are living today. Keep in mind that every breath we take might be somebodyelse's last. Appreciate life. Love your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-4691957130345681099?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4691957130345681099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-morning-is-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4691957130345681099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4691957130345681099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-morning-is-blessing.html' title='Every Morning Is A Blessing'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5314395510797493311</id><published>2011-09-30T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T02:09:02.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I'd like to share something that was sent to me by Jackie today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Whenever we experience something difficult in our personal life, we are tempted to blame God. But we are the ones in the wrong, not God. Blaming God is evidence that we are refusing to let go of some disobedience somewhere in our lives. But as soon as we let go, everything becomes as clear as daylight to us. As long as we try to serve two masters, ourselves and God, there will be difficulties combined with doubt and confusion. Our attitude must be one of complete reliance on God. Once we get to that point, there is nothing easier than living the life of a saint. We encounter difficulties when we try to usurp the authority of the Holy Spirit for our own purposes.&lt;br /&gt;God’s mark of approval, whenever you obey Him, is peace. He sends an immeasurable, deep peace; not a natural peace, “as the world gives,” but the peace of Jesus. Whenever peace does not come, wait until it does, or seek to find out why it is not coming. If you are acting on your own impulse, or out of a sense of the heroic, to be seen by others, the peace of Jesus will not exhibit itself. This shows no unity with God or confidence in Him. The spirit of simplicity, clarity, and unity is born through the Holy Spirit, not through your decisions. God counters our self-willed decisions with an appeal for simplicity and unity.&lt;br /&gt;My questions arise whenever I cease to obey. When I do obey God, problems come, not between me and God, but as a means to keep my mind examining with amazement the revealed truth of God. But any problem that comes between God and myself is the result of disobedience. Any problem that comes while I obey God (and there will be many), increases my overjoyed delight, because I know that my Father knows and cares, and I can watch and anticipate how He will unravel my problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nice isn't it? Actually, this explains what I have been doing for months. Letting go of what this human world has to offer and holding on to God's promise that He has plans for me. He knows what I am meant for and all I have to do is trust Him. I may have gone through pain, sorrow, challenges but hey, as long as He is with me, I will remain strong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Me, Jackie, Chee, Kate and El have decided to attend a Bible Study soon. Yes, we will do this because we want to have stronger faith in God and we want to continue learning and understanding his ways. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5314395510797493311?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5314395510797493311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5314395510797493311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5314395510797493311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6973717360256651338</id><published>2011-09-29T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T03:05:11.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>Blessing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just got back to work today. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I got sick yesterday because of being caught up in the rain during the storm. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I got a bad cold, headache and mild cough. Anyway, I got in today, the usual time, 7:30AM. Then I received an email from Marco regarding a change in the schedule of his meeting with one of our candidates. I was looking at his calendar when the word “offered” was sighted. I checked… and I was surprised to see that it was the candidate I brought in! Yay! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Placement. Yes. After few months of working hard and finding suitable people for roles that we are working on, we finally found the perfect match for the perfect position with the perfect employer. It’s all about timing and really, I thought this candidate won’t be placed since it took us months to work on this! I am so glad that I got to speak to her and she met with one of my bosses and was endorsed by another boss of mine. This is what I call TEAM WORK. TEAM EFFORT. The 3 of us worked really hard for this and it feels like after the stress, sleepless nights, early morning workloads, &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;everything…. It was all paid off. I guess this placement meant a lot to me considering that this is just my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; placement in the industry since I started last February in the Fashion and Luxury Industry. The 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; placement that I am a “solid” part of.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am looking forward to more placements. I am working hard on this. I am trying my best to bring in the top candidates that I can and I don’t care if I’m spending 11 hours in the office. It doesn’t matter if I start working from 7:30 or 8AM until 6PM. This is what I really want to do. This is my life. My Bread and Butter . My Love. My Destiny and everything that comes with it. It’s my career. I am challenging myself to be a more productive employee and no, I’m not killing myself. I’m just working hard and as expected, I will party hard or play hard after.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6973717360256651338?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6973717360256651338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6973717360256651338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6973717360256651338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/blessing.html' title='Blessing!'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1490727433749683579</id><published>2011-09-28T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:55:49.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW! Amazing Number Of Views!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pezFdiDuaNw/ToP5qU3S5vI/AAAAAAAABCw/7kUlXiJfDpc/s1600/Page+Views.+CLear.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pezFdiDuaNw/ToP5qU3S5vI/AAAAAAAABCw/7kUlXiJfDpc/s320/Page+Views.+CLear.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my readers! Never expected my blog to hit views this high! :) Cheers everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1490727433749683579?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1490727433749683579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow-amazing-number-of-views.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1490727433749683579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1490727433749683579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow-amazing-number-of-views.html' title='WOW! Amazing Number Of Views!'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pezFdiDuaNw/ToP5qU3S5vI/AAAAAAAABCw/7kUlXiJfDpc/s72-c/Page+Views.+CLear.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6419489521513963753</id><published>2011-09-28T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T04:26:20.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Chance</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you just caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;thought I should give it a try&lt;br /&gt;and get your name and your number&lt;br /&gt;go grab some lunch and eat some cucumbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY, DID I SAY THAT?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;But you're smilin' and it's something' I like&lt;br /&gt;on your face, yeah it suits you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we connect like we have bluetooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I'm drawn to you&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the other one so we'd equal two?&lt;br /&gt;And this is all based on a lucky chance&lt;br /&gt;that you would rather add than subtract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;could be like Sonny and Cher&lt;br /&gt;honey and bears&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;could be like Aladdin and Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;lets make it happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La La's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;How've you been?&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired 'cause you've been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;runnin' thousand and thousands of miles&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I know that line's outta style&lt;br /&gt;but you&lt;br /&gt;{ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/j/j.r.a.-lyrics/you-and-i-lyrics.html }&lt;br /&gt;you look so beautiful on that starry night&lt;br /&gt;loving the way the moonlight catches your eyes and your &lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;I'm captivated&lt;br /&gt;your beauty is timeless never outdated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I'm drawn to you&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the other one so we'd equal two?&lt;br /&gt;and this is all based on a lucky chance&lt;br /&gt;that you would rather add than subtract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I &lt;br /&gt;could be like Sonny and Cher&lt;br /&gt;Honey and bears &lt;br /&gt;you and i could be like Aladdin and Jasmine lets make &lt;br /&gt;it happen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe&lt;br /&gt;It's been 5 years since that special day&lt;br /&gt;when I asked you on our first date&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's safe to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I &lt;br /&gt;are better than Sonny and Cher&lt;br /&gt;Honey and bears &lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;Are better than Aladdin and Jasmine &lt;br /&gt;We've made it happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say&lt;br /&gt;You look so beautiful on our wedding day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6419489521513963753?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6419489521513963753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/by-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6419489521513963753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6419489521513963753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/by-chance.html' title='By Chance'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1468847406608289340</id><published>2011-09-28T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T04:07:43.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>You won't be able to read this message. But like any other "special" people that I write unread letters to, let me just write yours here. Years from now, by chance, you might be able to read this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I wanted to say Thank You. Thank you for just being the usual you. You surprise me every now and then. You show me genuine care and respect which is something I haven't found elsewhere. We have different views on things and that could be the reason why we haven't committed just yet. But what's good about it is we do not turn our backs from each other. We talk every once in a while about certain things and talking to you makes my day a lot different than my other days when I had to deal with difficult people. You just know when to listen and you give me the most matured advice. You are the peace and serenity that I've been looking for. It's like attending yoga when I start to forget what this human world is about and just focus on your presence. We've been like this for more than a year now and nothing has changed. This is the consistency that's been hard to find. And yes, we wander around the world, in different places and meet different faces but when we need each other, we both know... We've got each other's back. I won't say I love you because those words mean so much to me that I can't just let it out without knowing if we're on the right track or not. But let me just say that I care... So much. I don't ever want to see you sad or hurt. No matter where this journey takes us, keep in mind that I'm here... Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1468847406608289340?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1468847406608289340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1468847406608289340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1468847406608289340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5747330296467829779</id><published>2011-09-27T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T16:38:36.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Said Hi :)</title><content type='html'>Imagine, a guy became rude to me. I didn't care and now a kind guy ( the guy who's always been so kind to me before and after we dated ) said hi.. Sent me a message asking how my family and I are because he heard about the storm. Early in the morning, something good happened. Nice things sure happen to nice people. I'm glad I am nice. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5747330296467829779?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5747330296467829779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/someone-said-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5747330296467829779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5747330296467829779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/someone-said-hi.html' title='Someone Said Hi :)'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1006026274616069945</id><published>2011-09-27T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:11:33.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Movie Lines</title><content type='html'>Gigi: I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there so much but at least that means that I still care. Oh! You've think you won because women are expendable to you. You may not get hurt or make an ass of yourself that way but you don't fall in love that way either. You have not won. You're alone. I may do a lot of stupid shit but I'm still a lot closer to love than you are. -He's Just Not That into You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi: Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope. - He's Just Not That Into You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: I'm just gonna shut myself down emotionally like George Clooney - Friends With Benefits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these lines made an impact. I just love watching great movies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1006026274616069945?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1006026274616069945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-favorite-movie-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1006026274616069945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1006026274616069945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-favorite-movie-lines.html' title='My Favorite Movie Lines'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5212076320823756975</id><published>2011-09-26T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:53:42.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>SMILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eo_htBea2AI/ToFWqhnVgdI/AAAAAAAABCo/AcOp5cm6odA/s1600/293335_1537743580633_1746201429_768795_626630282_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eo_htBea2AI/ToFWqhnVgdI/AAAAAAAABCo/AcOp5cm6odA/s320/293335_1537743580633_1746201429_768795_626630282_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's A beautiful Life ♥♥♥&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5212076320823756975?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5212076320823756975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5212076320823756975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5212076320823756975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/smile.html' title='SMILE'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eo_htBea2AI/ToFWqhnVgdI/AAAAAAAABCo/AcOp5cm6odA/s72-c/293335_1537743580633_1746201429_768795_626630282_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8600201277951771734</id><published>2011-09-26T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:39:16.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Page Views</title><content type='html'>I just checked my blog's stats. I have seen that this blog had been viewed 79 times here in the Philippines and 117 times in Japan. The rest of the views are from other countries like Myanmar, Singapore, UAE, USA, etc. Thank you for viewing this blog and reading my posts! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8600201277951771734?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8600201277951771734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/page-views.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8600201277951771734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8600201277951771734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/page-views.html' title='Page Views'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2231130343996877335</id><published>2011-09-26T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T16:03:49.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Storm</title><content type='html'>Wind is blowing hard and it's raining cats and dogs outside. But definitely, we are all sure that there will come a point when this will stop. Life is just like this. Experience the worst of experiences. Get mad, be sad. But at the end of the day, you know that the worst feeling will be over because it's not always a stormy day in your life. Sun will shine, you can start anew and things will be better. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2231130343996877335?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2231130343996877335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2231130343996877335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2231130343996877335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/storm.html' title='Storm'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2407240113380076190</id><published>2011-09-26T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T02:55:34.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Life Changing</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I was supposed to have a happy Monday. But later on... I ended up realizing that it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; happy at all. But hey, the day is not yet over. In fact, I still have few hours left to make this day wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is LIFE CHANGING. Why did I say so? It's because I realized that there are really people, like real people reading my blog. Making comments, getting affected and relating to my posts. Thank you. You made me realize that this blog can change lives. Negative or Positive feedback, it doesn't matter. As long as it has affected you or somewhat made you think, it makes me believe that I am an effective writer and that I was able to send my message well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the blog. This blog is intended to be an outlet of my emotions and imaginations. Whatever I have written here are the product of my everyday life. My struggles, my happiness, my success stories, my dreams, the impossible things I want to make into reality. IT IS ALL HERE. Freedom of speech. This is my world. Whether or not you believe it existed, it doesn't matter. But one request, please.... DO NOT JUDGE ME FOR WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN HERE. Simply because this blog doesn't totally define me as a person. This just the tip of the iceberg. Writing something&amp;nbsp;delusional&amp;nbsp;doesn't mean you are delusional. Writing something impossible or non-existent doesn't mean it won't ever exist. Writing something in this blog doesn't mean it always has to mean something to someone. I am talking to you. Whoever is reading this. Have an open mind. Put into thinking why so many people has blogs or diaries. It's the same as why some people decided to be writers and create the best novels you have ever read. Yes, that is the purpose of this blog. This exists to inspire. Not to ruin lives. Not to manipulate&amp;nbsp;feelings. Not to ask for attention. It exists for the purpose that you or me might be needing this at some point in time just because we relate on experiences or thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who judge you are the ones who doesn't know a single thing about you. Today marks the nth time I have been judged UNFAIRLY. If I like you, I like you. But it doesn't mean relationships. It doesn't mean you have to be with me or I have to be with you. I am trying my best to be nice, friendly and approachable and one thing about me, I DON'T GET IN RELATIONSHIPS WITH FRIENDS. So if I say you are my friend, then you are my friend. End of story. Sometimes, people misinterpret my actions into something else and I'm sorry for that. It's just me. If you want an answer, ask me. I will tell you the truth because I don't like to keep people guessing. But if you assumed something else, that's where the problem will arise. It won't hurt to ask, really. But just so you know, I'm not that rude to myself to like or want someone and keep it to myself. I will tell you if I like you. Try to ask my friends. Try to ask the people that I grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sad or angry. I am just being blunt. I am expressing my thoughts so again, do not judge me. The world is a happy place and there are a lot of happy people that I should get to know out there. People who won't judge or assume. People who would talk to me and be touched by my life or my experiences. Yes, there are a lot. And this blog beats traveling. One entry can conquer the world. Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2407240113380076190?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2407240113380076190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-changing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2407240113380076190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2407240113380076190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-changing.html' title='Life Changing'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-277815371332909767</id><published>2011-09-22T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:01:32.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cebu and Bohol Trip</title><content type='html'>September 18th, me and Kath flew to Cebu to have a vacation. The flight was 9AM and by 11AM we already landed to the Mactan Airport. We spent a day touring Cebu and the following day, we were up &amp;nbsp;early to sail to Bohol and enjoy the beach. Here are some of the pictures from our trip! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtdKMW7B0Dg/Tnvy-1konQI/AAAAAAAABBI/ivfPpt9mMbE/s1600/294568_10150319485145758_697270757_7977349_1235585830_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtdKMW7B0Dg/Tnvy-1konQI/AAAAAAAABBI/ivfPpt9mMbE/s320/294568_10150319485145758_697270757_7977349_1235585830_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate Hills&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aazt1rcWoxg/TnvzA7zmySI/AAAAAAAABBM/q17aIL27N18/s1600/294654_10150319544415758_697270757_7977650_1536328016_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aazt1rcWoxg/TnvzA7zmySI/AAAAAAAABBM/q17aIL27N18/s320/294654_10150319544415758_697270757_7977650_1536328016_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj3tw1RZG1M/TnvzCMn98WI/AAAAAAAABBQ/fnliBYXF0F0/s1600/298462_10150319521045758_697270757_7977493_304499222_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj3tw1RZG1M/TnvzCMn98WI/AAAAAAAABBQ/fnliBYXF0F0/s320/298462_10150319521045758_697270757_7977493_304499222_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nico and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uAXyqetMn8/TnvzDelT4GI/AAAAAAAABBU/YmAR-djxCDM/s1600/299750_10150319552480758_697270757_7977675_712302482_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uAXyqetMn8/TnvzDelT4GI/AAAAAAAABBU/YmAR-djxCDM/s320/299750_10150319552480758_697270757_7977675_712302482_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adil0kodsdk/TnvzEnxu5cI/AAAAAAAABBY/UxjaTCuN9oI/s1600/305099_10150319526825758_697270757_7977506_316485595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adil0kodsdk/TnvzEnxu5cI/AAAAAAAABBY/UxjaTCuN9oI/s320/305099_10150319526825758_697270757_7977506_316485595_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lovely Beach&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z9bjjQIAXyE/Tnv0bMActVI/AAAAAAAABBc/UbBRcmWbju0/s1600/308407_10150319518980758_697270757_7977481_904939948_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z9bjjQIAXyE/Tnv0bMActVI/AAAAAAAABBc/UbBRcmWbju0/s320/308407_10150319518980758_697270757_7977481_904939948_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Kath&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ROtyo115QU/Tnv0c3ra1vI/AAAAAAAABBg/u-SDsqDWm6o/s1600/309324_10150319521380758_697270757_7977495_608134573_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ROtyo115QU/Tnv0c3ra1vI/AAAAAAAABBg/u-SDsqDWm6o/s320/309324_10150319521380758_697270757_7977495_608134573_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Kath&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ro10xY8y0/Tnv0d2PX7WI/AAAAAAAABBk/h3hiPoSF7S4/s1600/309829_10150319544945758_697270757_7977653_496432732_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2ro10xY8y0/Tnv0d2PX7WI/AAAAAAAABBk/h3hiPoSF7S4/s320/309829_10150319544945758_697270757_7977653_496432732_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pool at Alona Tropical&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfGhE4tsGec/Tnv0e8b9jzI/AAAAAAAABBo/lZzmkzsf4L8/s1600/313452_10150319528770758_697270757_7977514_38204938_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfGhE4tsGec/Tnv0e8b9jzI/AAAAAAAABBo/lZzmkzsf4L8/s320/313452_10150319528770758_697270757_7977514_38204938_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nW9tD5fppFc/Tnv0f8hQQXI/AAAAAAAABBs/U7_psA39PQM/s1600/313650_10150319544170758_697270757_7977649_929120015_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nW9tD5fppFc/Tnv0f8hQQXI/AAAAAAAABBs/U7_psA39PQM/s320/313650_10150319544170758_697270757_7977649_929120015_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLOSylVhLEE/Tnv0hdxgaXI/AAAAAAAABBw/-OU47HO1SUE/s1600/313694_10150319527385758_697270757_7977508_139802759_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLOSylVhLEE/Tnv0hdxgaXI/AAAAAAAABBw/-OU47HO1SUE/s320/313694_10150319527385758_697270757_7977508_139802759_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGpDR4a5UdY/Tnv0iRgkriI/AAAAAAAABB0/7HB8SviSs84/s1600/314428_10150319519700758_697270757_7977485_1006758151_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGpDR4a5UdY/Tnv0iRgkriI/AAAAAAAABB0/7HB8SviSs84/s320/314428_10150319519700758_697270757_7977485_1006758151_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZ_UlMNdJ44/Tnv0i_qeX1I/AAAAAAAABB4/-YsSMGVNtPI/s1600/317805_10150319478700758_697270757_7977323_1652356709_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZ_UlMNdJ44/Tnv0i_qeX1I/AAAAAAAABB4/-YsSMGVNtPI/s1600/317805_10150319478700758_697270757_7977323_1652356709_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man-made Forest&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDQ-sZy4JIQ/Tnv0j--gGHI/AAAAAAAABB8/aQsW5qh0fVU/s1600/318803_10150319473180758_697270757_7977309_775894383_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mDQ-sZy4JIQ/Tnv0j--gGHI/AAAAAAAABB8/aQsW5qh0fVU/s320/318803_10150319473180758_697270757_7977309_775894383_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tarsier&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vdcZSDOlvo8/Tnv0lfbwnII/AAAAAAAABCA/RDWEnde_xmc/s1600/318945_10150319527715758_697270757_7977509_208489507_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vdcZSDOlvo8/Tnv0lfbwnII/AAAAAAAABCA/RDWEnde_xmc/s320/318945_10150319527715758_697270757_7977509_208489507_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PjgG2RrxctY/Tnv0mAMJKXI/AAAAAAAABCE/uSmzj8VkpnE/s1600/320790_10150319543395758_697270757_7977642_1229159920_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PjgG2RrxctY/Tnv0mAMJKXI/AAAAAAAABCE/uSmzj8VkpnE/s320/320790_10150319543395758_697270757_7977642_1229159920_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put My Name In The Sand ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-277815371332909767?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/277815371332909767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/cebu-and-bohol-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/277815371332909767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/277815371332909767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/cebu-and-bohol-trip.html' title='Cebu and Bohol Trip'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtdKMW7B0Dg/Tnvy-1konQI/AAAAAAAABBI/ivfPpt9mMbE/s72-c/294568_10150319485145758_697270757_7977349_1235585830_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2895929600342905518</id><published>2011-09-09T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:41:09.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>I wanted to understand things. I wanted to know what is going on. The past two days went really bad that I don't know if things will ever be the same again. I thought he and I are friends. I trusted that. I trusted the fact that we respect each other and we will never do anything that will harm each other. I have been friends with so many people and I can say that my friendships last. I have always been blunt, transparent, honest with everything regardless if it might hurt my friend sometimes because I want them to be the same with me. But yesterday, I think I lost a friend. Someone who I have so much in common with. It's depressing that what ruined the friendship was clearly immaturity: teasing, getting pissed off and not talking. It had always been my rule to talk about things specially in situations like this. I reached out regardless if my pride was at stake. Just because, I want to fix things. I don't get mad easily and it's something that I am sure of so when he said something about me, I got upset but not to the point that I won't talk to him. I really don't know. It's sad. It's unfair and it's not right. But what can I do? If he wants to walk away from the friendship and if he wants to be out of my life, then so be it. I'm not the type of friend who would stop a friend from walking away. But at least help me understand what happened. Just that and I'll be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2895929600342905518?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2895929600342905518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/strange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2895929600342905518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2895929600342905518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/strange.html' title='Strange'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4939560279906773140</id><published>2011-09-09T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:05:52.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Serenity Prayer</title><content type='html'>God grant me the serenity &lt;br /&gt;to accept the things I cannot change; &lt;br /&gt;courage to change the things I can;&lt;br /&gt;and wisdom to know the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living one day at a time; &lt;br /&gt;Enjoying one moment at a time; &lt;br /&gt;Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; &lt;br /&gt;Taking, as He did, this sinful world&lt;br /&gt;as it is, not as I would have it; &lt;br /&gt;Trusting that He will make all things right&lt;br /&gt;if I surrender to His Will;&lt;br /&gt;That I may be reasonably happy in this life &lt;br /&gt;and supremely happy with Him&lt;br /&gt;Forever in the next.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-4939560279906773140?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4939560279906773140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/serenity-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4939560279906773140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4939560279906773140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/serenity-prayer.html' title='Serenity Prayer'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-200774492950139559</id><published>2011-09-07T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T03:00:22.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic Fail</title><content type='html'>DITO NAKALAGAY ANG ENTRY NA NAGPAASSUME SA MGA NAKABASA. PLEASE LANG. SALAMAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-200774492950139559?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/200774492950139559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/epic-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/200774492950139559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/200774492950139559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/epic-fail.html' title='Epic Fail'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-9153268516449647264</id><published>2011-09-06T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:15:09.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Note</title><content type='html'>In the meantime,  this Peter Pan is still waiting on Wendy to take my hand and come fly with me…. All you need is a little bit of trust and some pixie dust.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause as you can see… even Peter will grow up for that right girl. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- GPR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------- Saw this from GP Reyes' fb page... Inspiring. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-9153268516449647264?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/9153268516449647264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/9153268516449647264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/9153268516449647264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/09/note.html' title='A Note'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1146651752093169354</id><published>2011-08-27T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T00:04:28.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Falling Inlove Again</title><content type='html'>I know I might be blogging about a topic again that I have blogged about for over 3 years now and it feels so weird to actually be talking about it again. But, you see... I'm just sharing my experiences about this topic and hoping that maybe some of you, my readers, can relate to what I am saying or maybe currently in the same journey as I am... The journey to find the Right One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned in my previous posts, I met a great guy after my break up with Mark and this guy that I met, is the total opposite of Mark at the same time, the same exact type of guy that lies at the back of my head everytime I have a failed relationship. It might just be plain coincidence or maybe destiny. I cannot really tell. But meeting someone who is just right for me is what I call miracle after my painful breakup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already treating this "chance" as a blessing from God because I am slowly starting to figure out what I really want in a relationship that for so long, I haven't totally decided upon. I just went with the flow and my own guts. I jump instantly in some things that I regret later on just because I realized, it wasn't what i really want. I end up hurting someone and hurting myself. A very impulsive, immature action I may say. And it's not easy to take each and every mistake as if I never learned from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this wonderful guy. I do not know if he feels the same way. But talking to him gives me the challenge that I need which is to become a better me for this person. He has achieved so much in this life and man, he's too old for me but again, age doesn't matter. One thing I like about this person is he amuses me with a lot of facts. He tells me things that I have never heard before. It's like receiving my daily dose of fairytales being told to me before I go to sleep (specially when he tells me about his journeys). We like the same food and I know that he orders whatever I order based on what happened last time. He's a joker, a very funny person who appears to be sarcastic and moody in a cute way. Anyway, he's a nice person all in all and I'm infatuated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't know if I'm ready to be in a relationship with him. I do like him or maybe love him but, I need to learn so many things to be the right girl for him. I don't think I deserve a guy as good as him... I am praying and hoping that the right time will come for us to be together. I am leaving it all to God because He knows when the perfect timing is. No rush. But definitely, his existence makes me smile each day. And he doesn't even know it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1146651752093169354?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1146651752093169354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/falling-inlove-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1146651752093169354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1146651752093169354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/falling-inlove-again.html' title='Falling Inlove Again'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6483367040900693138</id><published>2011-08-26T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T23:33:24.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Edith</title><content type='html'>Mom read this article a couple of days ago and shared it with me. It's a very touching story I never thought existed... Read along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;Dear Edith&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="subtitle"&gt;Gentle Breeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="label"&gt;By ATTY. NELLY FAVIS VILLAFUERTE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="label"&gt;August 21, 2011, 8:00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content clear-block" style="clear: both; display: block; float: left; margin-top: 2em; width: 440px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;MANILA, Philippines — This is a touching story on forgiveness that has been told and retold for decades. The main characters of this story are Karl, a government warehouse worker, and his wife for 25 years, Edith. They were a loving couple. Karl never failed to write Edith a long letter every night that he was on an out-of-town assignment and Karl sent small gifts to Edith. In 1949, the US government sent Karl to Okinawa for a few months to work on a warehouse. To keep herself busy, Edith bought a small unfinished cottage hoping to complete the construction by the time Karl returned. As weeks went by, the arrival of Karl’s letters became more seldom. Until a Dear Edith letter from Karl brought bad news. Karl wrote Edith that he had finally ended his marriage with Edith; that he already got a divorce by mail; and that he had already married Aiko, a 19-year-old Japanese girl – a maid assigned to Karl’s quarters. By then Edith was 48 years old. Edith was devastated but not bitter against Karl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;While in Japan, Karl wrote Edith now and then – like when he and Aiko were expecting a baby; when Marie was born in 1951. And when another baby girl Helen was born in 1953. Edith, for her part, sent Marie and Helen small presents. During all these times, Edith had still strong hope that Karl would go back home to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;Edith did not hate Karl or Aiko. She rationalized Karl’s behavior as that of a lonely man far from home. Deep in her heart, Edith believed that the marriage between Karl and Aiko would not last long due to the age gap and the culture differences. In the meantime, Edith continued working in a factory.&amp;nbsp; Until one day, a Dear Edith letter from Karl brought the sad news that he was dying of lung cancer. In that letter, Karl expressed his fear that nobody would take care of Aiko, Marie, and Helen when he died. Understandably so. Because by then, Karl’s savings had been being depleted by his medical expenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;Edith, out of compassion and to give peace of mind to Karl whom she still dearly loved despite his abandoning her for another woman, reassured Karl that she would take the two girls to live with her in Massachusetts if Karl wouldl die. Initially, Aiko resisted. In 1956, Aiko agreed. The two girls adjusted fast to American life. And amazingly, the two girls brought so much joy to Edith. Living alone in Japan, Aiko wrote sad letters to Edith and expressed her homesickness for the two girls. Edith, as a final expression of her love for Karl decided to get Aiko to live with her and the two girls in the US. There was a problem though. Aiko was a Japanese citizen. Edith was not discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, through the help of one newspaper reporter (and others who responded to Edith’s story as narrated by the newspaper reporter in his column in one well-known newspaper),&amp;nbsp; Edith was able to arrange to bring Aiko to the US.&lt;br /&gt;The picture of a frail, small, and fearful lady coming off the plane at New York’s International Airport melted whatever remaining hate Edith had for Aiko. The Japanese lady rushed into the arms of Edith after standing and clutching the railing of the plane for sometime. While they held each other, Edith had this thought: “Help me Lord to love this girl as if she were part of Karl.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;Dear Edith is an amazing and a heartfelt story of&amp;nbsp; forgiveness and selflessness. Instead of being bitter, vindictive, angry, and unforgiving, Edith showed love. She demonstrated forgiveness that comes from the heart. (This information was culled from a story appearing in a book by the late Norman Vincent Peale, a Christian preacher, motivational speaker and author)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mb.com.ph/node/331418/dear-edith"&gt;http://www.mb.com.ph/node/331418/dear-edith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6483367040900693138?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6483367040900693138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-edith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6483367040900693138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6483367040900693138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-edith.html' title='Dear Edith'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2379888509613142822</id><published>2011-08-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:41:34.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>Franz' 7th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55wx2YBp4xU/TlHUVHvd8nI/AAAAAAAABA4/eYWTmzXPKiE/s1600/300460_10150285999485758_697270757_7722669_893968_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55wx2YBp4xU/TlHUVHvd8nI/AAAAAAAABA4/eYWTmzXPKiE/s400/300460_10150285999485758_697270757_7722669_893968_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;from left to right: Gladys, Ate Liezl, Ate faye, Angel and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFs0OJ9791M/TlHUX_hGQhI/AAAAAAAABA8/ncFSm_6Rf5E/s1600/302250_10150285999975758_697270757_7722674_5439711_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFs0OJ9791M/TlHUX_hGQhI/AAAAAAAABA8/ncFSm_6Rf5E/s400/302250_10150285999975758_697270757_7722674_5439711_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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7th Birthday'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55wx2YBp4xU/TlHUVHvd8nI/AAAAAAAABA4/eYWTmzXPKiE/s72-c/300460_10150285999485758_697270757_7722669_893968_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8371561433173546462</id><published>2011-08-20T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T20:02:35.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Sunday And I'm Inlove</title><content type='html'>Happy Sunday! I'm gonna be busy today. Will be going out tonight to attend my niece's birthday party. So excited to see relatives tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been clubbing for weeks now. But it's all good. I love laid back weekends too just as much as I love party weekends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing &amp;nbsp;much had been going on but I think I'm fine.. thanks to the one who sends me messages daily and to the one who makes me feel attractive at times. hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SUNDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8371561433173546462?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8371561433173546462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-sunday-and-im-inlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8371561433173546462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8371561433173546462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-sunday-and-im-inlove.html' title='It&apos;s Sunday And I&apos;m Inlove'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-903303323790352821</id><published>2011-08-16T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:55:43.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>My Childhood</title><content type='html'>They would often say that if a person is bitter about life, most probably, he or she had a bad childhood experience. I don't know if this is true. Let me just share with you some childhood pics of mine and see how happy my childhood was... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIYtrkdd8Wk/Tks7B2uG4xI/AAAAAAAABAg/CaLDckaiDF4/s1600/scan0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIYtrkdd8Wk/Tks7B2uG4xI/AAAAAAAABAg/CaLDckaiDF4/s320/scan0008.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My First Birthday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrIm_Mf06OA/Tks7FYffJmI/AAAAAAAABAk/mxI6Rv0oVXw/s1600/scan0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrIm_Mf06OA/Tks7FYffJmI/AAAAAAAABAk/mxI6Rv0oVXw/s320/scan0007.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sister and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qT7IqVWBLPY/Tks7G4AhMHI/AAAAAAAABAo/FCn8dltG5bg/s1600/scan0009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qT7IqVWBLPY/Tks7G4AhMHI/AAAAAAAABAo/FCn8dltG5bg/s320/scan0009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and My Sister&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMT92BXi8uo/Tks7KsgMwaI/AAAAAAAABAs/FntLTWzpVmA/s1600/scan0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMT92BXi8uo/Tks7KsgMwaI/AAAAAAAABAs/FntLTWzpVmA/s320/scan0011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sister and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i55F9zchn1A/Tks7L5bB9UI/AAAAAAAABAw/Q0WYPrYQ6Kw/s1600/scan0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i55F9zchn1A/Tks7L5bB9UI/AAAAAAAABAw/Q0WYPrYQ6Kw/s320/scan0012.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and My Sister With Mom and Dad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXZqh_tFNiA/Tks7MgavxaI/AAAAAAAABA0/_HJSPX7qGPk/s1600/scan0013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXZqh_tFNiA/Tks7MgavxaI/AAAAAAAABA0/_HJSPX7qGPk/s320/scan0013.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-903303323790352821?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/903303323790352821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-childhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/903303323790352821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/903303323790352821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-childhood.html' title='My Childhood'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIYtrkdd8Wk/Tks7B2uG4xI/AAAAAAAABAg/CaLDckaiDF4/s72-c/scan0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1819250259786530008</id><published>2011-08-16T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T05:44:00.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Work In Progress</title><content type='html'>"What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger" something that my Aunt told me last night. I may have gone through a lot, but I don't regret any single thing I did or experienced. Simply because I know, I became a stronger person because of what I have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyday is a cloudy day. There would be bad times but definitely, I have a lot of good times to cherish. I just gotta continue believing that there is something better in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1819250259786530008?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1819250259786530008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-work-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1819250259786530008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1819250259786530008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-work-in-progress.html' title='I&apos;m A Work In Progress'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1594470957255725651</id><published>2011-08-08T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:33:32.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Party With Kae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoKYX2P-_R8/TkC3MeaW2GI/AAAAAAAAA_g/MgafegOf_iA/s1600/263215_10150273807780758_697270757_7600374_4440691_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoKYX2P-_R8/TkC3MeaW2GI/AAAAAAAAA_g/MgafegOf_iA/s320/263215_10150273807780758_697270757_7600374_4440691_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Kae&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsWwZ_DxeR8/TkC3NBantLI/AAAAAAAAA_k/1IZHrfqtUss/s1600/281579_10150273807290758_697270757_7600368_7965992_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsWwZ_DxeR8/TkC3NBantLI/AAAAAAAAA_k/1IZHrfqtUss/s320/281579_10150273807290758_697270757_7600368_7965992_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cha, Kae and Mac&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LHP2e7pi5zk/TkC3N-akgjI/AAAAAAAAA_o/dGS34UQQzqc/s1600/283532_10150273808055758_697270757_7600379_3448590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LHP2e7pi5zk/TkC3N-akgjI/AAAAAAAAA_o/dGS34UQQzqc/s320/283532_10150273808055758_697270757_7600379_3448590_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kae and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen this girl for over a decade. She was my classmate, busmate and neighbor back when I was in grade 3. It feels really good to catch up with old but good friends. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1281467808"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1281467809"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1594470957255725651?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1594470957255725651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/party-with-kae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1594470957255725651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1594470957255725651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/party-with-kae.html' title='Party With Kae'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9uWsMz1wvZg/TkNagll1j6I/AAAAAAAAA_s/LVF7Nrh31H0/s72-c/282100_1953657682645_1278775309_31912527_1738454_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8066729925649303278</id><published>2011-08-05T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:46:13.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>After A Long Time</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! I am now able to blog properly after so many days ( weeks maybe? ). I haven't' blogged anything decent recently as I was busy at work plus the fact that I was also organizing and planning my weekend after weekend to keep me occupied. I think I am now a total "event" planner for myself. I've had the chance to catch up with so many people recently and it was the best feeling ever when you get to speak to people who have known you way back when you had that drastic haircut or when your skin wasn't as fair as it is now. Back when the world seems to be as simple as sleeping and eating everyday and not having to worry about bills or work or lovelife. Ahhhhhhh.... I miss being a kid and that is one of the many reasons why I went back to where I came from... with the people I was with when life was simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just a quick update on my life. Let's start from last Saturday. Finally, I dated someone. haha! After 4 months of just plainly being single ( no dates ) I decided to go out with someone! I would like to congratulate the lucky guy because he was able to convince me to go out with him. But moreover, I commend myself for having the courage to take one step forward and agree on a date just when I thought I wouldn't want to. It wasn't really a serious date and I told the guy that I can't promise to like him back. I was looking for that "spark" which unfortunately, I didn't see on that date. But hey, it wasn't really a total failure. He was a great guy. Gentleman, nice and just how a guy should be on a first date. But, now he's gone. hahaha. Oh well, I guess, he's really not the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did some shopping last week after I got my incentive. And, I can say that my belly dancing has proved to be successful because from size 30, I am now size 27 in jeans. And of course, I celebrated by shopping a pair of jeans and shorts. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that my entire week was just about work. I was busy looking for the "necessities" in my industry and yesterday, my boss called to ask me about my calls the other day. i admit, my fault. I missed out on the important part of my job even if I was able to book someone in. PC wasn't working properly, the day was going slow, I was emailing people and reading notes candidate per candidate trying to figure out what to do with each of them. I thought i was in big trouble when my boss called. But good thing he told me he's just challenging me to do better and to level-up on my skills as a Researcher. I told him before that I wanted to get promoted. And his honesty towards my performance is something that I really appreciate. He told me to impress him next week. So HELL, I AM GOING TO WORK MY ASS REALLY HARD NEXT WEEK!!!! I.Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight I will be going out with Kae, my close friend back in grade 3 and after so many years, we will finally see each other!!! I am very excited. We got a lot to talk about. haaaaaaaayyyyyyyy. How I miss my childhood friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully next week will be a productive one, just how it should be. And, I am also counting the days to our Cebu trip! September 18-21 it is! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-8066729925649303278?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/8066729925649303278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8066729925649303278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/8066729925649303278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-long-time.html' title='After A Long Time'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5282578883226378017</id><published>2011-08-04T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T21:32:18.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>I Secretly Dream Of Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8rbFftE3ZY/TjtyIgyAoMI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/cO1HjXqChuQ/s1600/paris-travell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8rbFftE3ZY/TjtyIgyAoMI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/cO1HjXqChuQ/s320/paris-travell.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanna be in Paris. I wanna see the Eiffel Tower. I wanna see it at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5282578883226378017?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5282578883226378017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-secretly-dream-of-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5282578883226378017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5282578883226378017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-secretly-dream-of-paris.html' title='I Secretly Dream Of Paris'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8rbFftE3ZY/TjtyIgyAoMI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/cO1HjXqChuQ/s72-c/paris-travell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-7691957816428882133</id><published>2011-08-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:43:39.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Prayer For Your Soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;A Prayer for Your Soul Mate&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Prayer&lt;br /&gt;I am most grateful for the realization that I have found within myself. I know I am ready to receive my soul mate, as I feel worthy of this blessing. Please help me to prepare my soul for this other being to come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;• I ask to release the thoughts, words, patterns, and behaviors that keep me from living in &lt;a href="http://www.selfgrowth.com/peace.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• I ask to be complete with relationships that are out of harmony and balance with my life.&lt;br /&gt;• I ask to align my body, mind, and spirit with the thoughts, words, and actions that allow me to feel worthy.&lt;br /&gt;• I ask to love myself to the fullest capacity so that I can attract this significant person into my life.&lt;br /&gt;• I ask to know without a shadow of doubt, when I meet this person.&lt;br /&gt;• I ask you, dear God, to send me the person you feel would be for my highest good. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;I trust and believe in your knowing and your loving support, to bring me this person. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;May I always remember…&lt;br /&gt;• My soul mate is here to love, honor, and respect me.&lt;br /&gt;• My soul mate is here to walk by my side.&lt;br /&gt;• My soul mate is here to show me how precious this life journey is.&lt;br /&gt;• My soul mate is here to support me.&lt;br /&gt;• … to remind me that I am not in control.&lt;br /&gt;• … to help me allow YOU to guide my life.&lt;br /&gt;• … to assist me to realize my spiritual work.&lt;br /&gt;• … to reflect my fullest potential.&lt;br /&gt;• … to encourage me when I need encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;• … to hold me when I need to be held.&lt;br /&gt;• … to help me through the pain of my darkest moments.&lt;br /&gt;• … to remind me to live fully in the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;• … here to laugh, to love, and to celebrate this life with me.&lt;br /&gt;• … to help me become a living example of this way.&lt;br /&gt;• … to walk the talk and share this journey with others.&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;My soul mate is here to be with me as we learn to dance with each other,&lt;br /&gt;through all of life’s adventures.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;We give thanks to you, dear God, as YOU shine your light upon us, reflecting our radiance of love out into the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;May we serve YOU, one another, and all others through this precious LOVE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Script MT Bold&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you God, and so it is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selfgrowth.com/articles/a_prayer_for_your_soul_mate"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006db3; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;http://www.selfgrowth.com/articles/a_prayer_for_your_soul_mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This is something that was shared to me by a good friend. In all honesty, I didn’t have an idea that there is such prayer existing until this friend of mine, who believes in soulmates, sent me this link. I’d like to share it with you just in case you are also one of us… waiting for our other half… waiting for the right one… or waiting to be found…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-7691957816428882133?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/7691957816428882133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/prayer-for-your-soulmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7691957816428882133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/7691957816428882133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/08/prayer-for-your-soulmate.html' title='Prayer For Your Soulmate'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5720110754340578997</id><published>2011-07-29T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:05:01.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday High</title><content type='html'>I am freakin' out.. after 4 monthss... I will be dating someone this afternoon... and will be watching Captain America. Let's see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5720110754340578997?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5720110754340578997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/saturday-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5720110754340578997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5720110754340578997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/saturday-high.html' title='Saturday High'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4897521293497001127</id><published>2011-07-29T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:06:23.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireflies by Owl City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You would not believe your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;If ten million fireflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Lit up the world as I fell asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause they fill the open air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;And leave teardrops everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;You'd think me rude, but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Would just stand and stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause I'd get a thousand hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;From ten thousand lightening bugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;As they tried to teach me how to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;A foxtrot above my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;A sock-hop beneath my bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;The disco ball is just hanging by a thread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;(When I fall asleep.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Leave my door open just a crack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause I feel like such an insomniac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;(Please take me away from here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;When I'm far too tired to fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;To ten million fireflies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I'm weird, cause I hate goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I got misty eyes as they said farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;But I'll know where several are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;If my dreams get real bizarre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause I saved a few,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;And I keep them in a jar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;(When I fall asleep.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;That planet Earth turns slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;It's hard to say that I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Because my dreams are bursting at the seams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/fireflies_lyrics_owl_city.html&lt;br /&gt;All about Owl City: http://www.musictory.com/music/Owl+City&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/6919117282362809067-4897521293497001127?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4897521293497001127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/fireflies-by-owl-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4897521293497001127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4897521293497001127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/fireflies-by-owl-city.html' title='Fireflies by Owl City'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3617635295279236407</id><published>2011-07-28T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:38:25.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>Soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Lately, I’ve been talking to a guy friend of mine who would often joke about finding his soulmate. In all honesty, I have been torn ever since if “soulmates” actually exist until I read Paulo Coelho’s Brida, which gave me enlightenment about the topic. I know the book was fiction but nevertheless, the details seemed so clear that at the back of my mind, I agree with the whole concept of soulmates. I rarely talk about it just because I know I am a hopeless romantic and I believe in the impossible which most people find really weird. Most are practical and not really up to the idea of finding the one who’s really meant for you but rather go with what they want regardless if connection emotionally or spiritually was there or not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So, I was thinking about it last night too. I was speaking with Kae through twitter and I was telling her how I wish I can meet my soulmate soon. It’s a crazy thought but I think I found mine. And it’s funny that just like Brida, I knew it was him but I was trying to erase the thought because there are other things I should be thinking about or working on in my life. I felt it. It was weird that I found someone who does the things that I have always wished someone would do. Little things like ordering the same food as I do, liking the same music and the same hobbies which is close to impossible that someone from the other part of the world would be like, knowing you barely know each other. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It was the feeling that you know he would talk to you among the crowd and you start to stare at him and recognize that he is familiar in a sense that you know you will get along well. It’s that thought when you are listening to good music and realize that it was something that reminds you of him. But no, I won’t be romantically involved anytime soon. I am taking my time. This soulmate of mine will wait, he can wait until I am a better person. Until I realize what’s best for us: To be together or apart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3617635295279236407?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3617635295279236407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/soulmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3617635295279236407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3617635295279236407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/soulmate.html' title='Soulmate'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-2877212099969919547</id><published>2011-07-26T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T06:30:59.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life matters'/><title type='text'>Loving The Me Time and Me Chances</title><content type='html'>I haven't seriously blogged about my life recently. Sorry for that. I was too tired and a lot of things had been going on that I can't even find time to blog about my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, honestly speaking, I was empty the past few days. I was working real hard recently and I am focusing on my goals. I had the chance to be close with people I never expected I would ever mingle with and I guess, this is the miracle of being single. It's opening your door to more people, more chances of learning and more time to realize just what you want in life. What are negotiables and non-negotiables for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of great people recently. Interesting people, I may say, from different walks of life. They are the reason why I am inspired right now. Don't get me wrong. My family is my biggest inspiration, but those that I have met recently, came as a surprise which made things better for me. I am thankful I met them and that I am now building a strong relationship with each of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't dated anybody in 4 months which I think is the best decision I made for myself. Some guys already expressed their intentions to me and I appreciate the fact that they find me attractive because I am me. I appreciate the fact that they are enjoying my company and wanted to get to know me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not closing my door to a possible relationship anytime soon even though I have said before that I can't imagine myself being in a relationship anytime soon... Because really, I think we can never tell what's gonna happen next. I just trust that the best will happen... In God's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-2877212099969919547?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/2877212099969919547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/loving-me-time-and-me-chances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2877212099969919547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/2877212099969919547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/loving-me-time-and-me-chances.html' title='Loving The Me Time and Me Chances'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-163947063339042144</id><published>2011-07-24T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:36:20.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>Smart All Stars vs Smart Gilas</title><content type='html'>Yesterday before 1PM, we were already at Araneta Coliseum. Did not eat breakfast nor lunch but we seemed to have a lot of energy to use because we were OVERLY excited to witness Kobe Bryant, D. Rose, Evans, Mcgee, Fisher and other NBA stars play in the Araneta Coliseum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Kath, as expected. haha! So anyway, here are the pics from yesterday's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZJfv7Mh7hg/Tizu0C5AbMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/LpXGvG2MRRM/s1600/IMG_3695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZJfv7Mh7hg/Tizu0C5AbMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/LpXGvG2MRRM/s320/IMG_3695.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BB, Tickets, Frapp. Just what we needed to have fun for that day!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSnZ1lbOYpQ/Tizu479MbnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tU3NTU3xpp0/s1600/IMG_3698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSnZ1lbOYpQ/Tizu479MbnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tU3NTU3xpp0/s320/IMG_3698.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ON6QQRGDdzw/TizvnayC-aI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Ro4_gFn07tM/s1600/IMG_3709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ON6QQRGDdzw/TizvnayC-aI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Ro4_gFn07tM/s320/IMG_3709.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kath and Me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30BisrqXt20/TizvtCRsq-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/If2Vqssk09k/s1600/IMG_3722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30BisrqXt20/TizvtCRsq-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/If2Vqssk09k/s320/IMG_3722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NBA All Stars and Philippine Gilas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dcYEnFkXlo/TizvzbjRgfI/AAAAAAAAA_E/VeO717FuXIU/s1600/IMG_3781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dcYEnFkXlo/TizvzbjRgfI/AAAAAAAAA_E/VeO717FuXIU/s320/IMG_3781.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RP_sW2mB2kQ/Tizv6BdhwpI/AAAAAAAAA_I/QxLiMpFiMrA/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RP_sW2mB2kQ/Tizv6BdhwpI/AAAAAAAAA_I/QxLiMpFiMrA/s320/IMG_3831.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SA54akr5P0o/TizwAF7lp5I/AAAAAAAAA_M/dnYS6yVCz8U/s1600/IMG_3811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SA54akr5P0o/TizwAF7lp5I/AAAAAAAAA_M/dnYS6yVCz8U/s320/IMG_3811.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79g2DV7M81M/Tizwf8xAAdI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/cnJ49w0cWUo/s1600/IMG_3809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79g2DV7M81M/Tizwf8xAAdI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/cnJ49w0cWUo/s320/IMG_3809.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqs18eiKglA/TizwjmRHF4I/AAAAAAAAA_U/hCPLuPfiSMU/s1600/IMG_3788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqs18eiKglA/TizwjmRHF4I/AAAAAAAAA_U/hCPLuPfiSMU/s320/IMG_3788.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC. EPIC.EPIC. Still can't get over it! For a fanatic like me, it was a DREAM COME TRUE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-163947063339042144?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/163947063339042144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/smart-all-stars-vs-smart-gilas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/163947063339042144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/163947063339042144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/smart-all-stars-vs-smart-gilas.html' title='Smart All Stars vs Smart Gilas'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZJfv7Mh7hg/Tizu0C5AbMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/LpXGvG2MRRM/s72-c/IMG_3695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-8761317546160220610</id><published>2011-07-19T05:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T05:22:08.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>I Never Knew I Needed by Neyo</title><content type='html'>(ooh)&lt;br /&gt;for the way you changed my plans&lt;br /&gt;for being the perfect distraction&lt;br /&gt;for the way you took the idea that i have&lt;br /&gt;of everything that i wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;and made me see there was something missing (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the ending of my first begin&lt;br /&gt;(ooh yeah yeah)(ooh yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;and for the rare and unexpected friend&lt;br /&gt;(ooh yeah yeah)(ooh yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;for the way you're something that i never choose&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time something i don't wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;and never wanna be without ever again (oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i Never Knew I Needed&lt;br /&gt;so when you were here i had no idea&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed&lt;br /&gt;so now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my accidental happily (ever after oh oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;the way you slime and how you comfort me (with your laughter)&lt;br /&gt;i must admit you were not a part of my book&lt;br /&gt;but now if you open it up and take a look&lt;br /&gt;you're the beginning and the end of every chapter (oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (oh)&lt;br /&gt;so when you were here i had no idea&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (that i needed)&lt;br /&gt;so now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who'd knew that I'd be here (who'd knew that I'd be here oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;so unexpectedly (so unexpectedly oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;undeniably happy (hey)&lt;br /&gt;said with you right here, right here next to me (oh)&lt;br /&gt;girl you're the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (said i needed oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;so when you were here i had no idea&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (needed oh)&lt;br /&gt;so now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;br /&gt;baby baby&lt;br /&gt;now it's so clear i need you here alway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: musica.com&lt;div 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Neyo'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4080887758668171187</id><published>2011-07-17T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:40:55.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>I just love clothes that have sexy back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hZLcOwLsqo/TiOrMAcdgtI/AAAAAAAAA-c/6h07cS5gFF8/s1600/270201_10150255064265758_697270757_7419137_1990544_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-6847573467891702768</id><published>2011-07-17T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:34:23.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night out'/><title type='text'>Republiq With My Cousin Mario!</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, I was out partying with one of the closest person in my heart. I partied with my cousin, Mario! We haven't seen each other for about 2 to 3 years and I was so surprised when he actually sent me a message asking how he can be guestlisted in Republiq on Saturday. So, being the party girl that I am, luckily, I know how that goes. I've been partying at Republiq for quite sometime now. I even call it my "happy place". So, last night was the most anticipated night. I had the chance to see him again and i met new people as well. I learned he now works as a Consumer Marketing Manager at Nestle Philippines which is actually one of the top companies here in the Philippines. I also learned he had an operation recently and still trying to recover from it. We talked about so many things and had fun dancing with his friends. Here are some pics I have taken from the great night with him and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YG1HcZ401Nk/Tij9aHalRsI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fRIL3zzFgEw/s1600/268305_10150245880223691_718673690_7744066_3687139_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YG1HcZ401Nk/Tij9aHalRsI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fRIL3zzFgEw/s320/268305_10150245880223691_718673690_7744066_3687139_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CLDoH6pNeUg/Tij9bY1FduI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-yrL-C2QEXc/s1600/281664_10150255846035758_697270757_7426086_3781745_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CLDoH6pNeUg/Tij9bY1FduI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-yrL-C2QEXc/s320/281664_10150255846035758_697270757_7426086_3781745_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQx8Lm9vaGU/Tij9dw8SdSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/18n4QY3qK94/s1600/281863_10150245880298691_718673690_7744068_5463155_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQx8Lm9vaGU/Tij9dw8SdSI/AAAAAAAAA-o/18n4QY3qK94/s320/281863_10150245880298691_718673690_7744068_5463155_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjXci7HjYfY/Tij9eh4YG1I/AAAAAAAAA-s/tTdK6IobyqM/s1600/283330_10150255845730758_697270757_7426080_5074131_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjXci7HjYfY/Tij9eh4YG1I/AAAAAAAAA-s/tTdK6IobyqM/s1600/283330_10150255845730758_697270757_7426080_5074131_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxI9dKh3_2g/Tij9hPP15qI/AAAAAAAAA-w/IrLj43Lrib4/s1600/267954_10150256896715758_697270757_7435106_1572636_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxI9dKh3_2g/Tij9hPP15qI/AAAAAAAAA-w/IrLj43Lrib4/s320/267954_10150256896715758_697270757_7435106_1572636_n.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and My Cousin Mario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-6847573467891702768?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/6847573467891702768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/republiq-with-my-cousin-mario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6847573467891702768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/6847573467891702768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/republiq-with-my-cousin-mario.html' title='Republiq With My Cousin Mario!'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YG1HcZ401Nk/Tij9aHalRsI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fRIL3zzFgEw/s72-c/268305_10150245880223691_718673690_7744066_3687139_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-1371343543997527770</id><published>2011-07-09T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T02:31:45.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Monte Carlo With My Girls</title><content type='html'>6PM, I was in a hurry to get to Alabang simply because I have a movie date scheduled with 2 of my closest friends. However, the van that I took didn't leave on time and it was raining really hard so I got to Alabang later than expected. I got there past 7PM and I was soaking wet and looking really unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 8:40 was the movie schedule. It was a nice, girly movie and it showed so many nice spots in Europe. After the movie, Janella had to leave early whil Kath and i decided to stay behind and have pizza at Giligan's. So, of course, part of the girl bonding is to talk about our failed lovelives and how our breakups took place and the realizations we had. It was a short conversation since we had to leave before 12mn but definitely, we were able to catch up on the basics. We will be watching Harry Potter next week and also we will be seeing each other on Friday next week, Mark Bermudez' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my Friday with the girls more than the movie. Oh, and I want to go to Europe. can someone take me there? Puhleez.... ? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-1371343543997527770?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/1371343543997527770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/monte-carlo-with-my-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1371343543997527770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/1371343543997527770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/monte-carlo-with-my-girls.html' title='Monte Carlo With My Girls'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-5356679015122796086</id><published>2011-07-05T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:47:34.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucille Is Getting Married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Yesterday I received a message in Facebook with an attachment. I downloaded it and after that I was in total shock. Lucille, my good friend back in 6&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; grade is getting married this coming July 16&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. We’re of the same age. We haven’t seen each other in years because after graduation, she moved to Lanao with her Mom. However, we still maintained a good communication through Social Networking sites. Thank God for their existence right? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So anyway, when I heard the news, I cried. Like really. I became so emotional. Haha! It was because I know Lucille is a very sweet and smart girl. Our muse in class and a leader in school. She has that strong personality which made her one-of-a-kind and I’m so happy that she finally found the man she wants to spend the rest of her life with. Not everybody in my age gets married. Some just get pregnant, some had live-in partners. Don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against those who weren’t married but living with their man and having a family of their own. It’s just that I feel, Lucille is a very lucky girl because she’s getting married. In this modern age, it’s not so usual anymore. I met some guys who would rather have many kids than get married to a woman. They’ve been so occupied with the thought that being single is the life of a man and being a Mom is the life of a woman. Lucille found a man who truly loves her and offered her a lifetime commitment that not every man can give. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We won’t be able to attend Lucille’s wedding but definitely, we are wishing her a perfect moment on her wedding where her happily ever after starts. After that, she will have a new life already with bigger and brighter priorities in life. I think marriage is the second best thing in a woman’s life. First is becoming a Mom. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We are all growing up and getting to the part that we never thought we’ll be headed to. It’s just nice that we have seen each other grow and mature. The remaining singles in the group would just be me, Janella, Kath, Marky, Elmer, Nedlloyd, Nico and Jimmy. Who’s next is something we don’t know. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-5356679015122796086?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/5356679015122796086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/lucille-is-getting-married.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5356679015122796086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/5356679015122796086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/lucille-is-getting-married.html' title='Lucille Is Getting Married!'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-76832998617304731</id><published>2011-07-03T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T04:00:44.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thank You Post</title><content type='html'>Today is a very laid back day for me. home alone, a lot of room for my thoughts and realizations and just basically concentrating about anything and everything about me. Now, I also feel that it is the perfect time to THANK the people who made me happy, strong and accepted regardless of what mistakes I have done in this life. These people are the people that I will forever be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Janella&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriend since 6th grade. Capricorn, born on Janury 17th. I so love her for being my betsfriend all these years. She made me feel what true friendship means. Always one call or text away. We lost contact for sometime because as we grow, we have to deal with our own issues but nevertheless, friends will always be friends and we're still here for each other specially when either of us feels like we can't face the world alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Marky&lt;br /&gt;My guy bestfriend and the only person I know who doesn't recognize the existence of curfews. haha! He is the only guy I trust who is outside of my family. He's like a brother to me and we've been through a lot together. We would go out and it doesn't matter if I end up crying as I tell him my story of heartaches and pain. he just patiently listens. A Gemini like me, born on June 21st and single since birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Katherine/Kath&lt;br /&gt;Kath and I have been friends since 5th grade. We have the same personality. Outgoing, fun, creative and always up for something different. She's my out of town, gym, malling, partying buddy and definitely a soul sister. Always up for dating and on the search for Mr. Right. Born on January 23rd, Aquarian and had just 1 boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My Family&lt;br /&gt;My family gives me the assurance that there is something good out of the bad things I have experienced in life. I am thankful that I have a very supportive family. they are the reason behind every success that I had with things I want in this life. I am a go-getter just because they made me believe that nothing is impossible in this life as long as you are willing to get what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-76832998617304731?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/76832998617304731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/thank-you-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/76832998617304731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/76832998617304731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/thank-you-post.html' title='Thank You Post'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-3191730323197841107</id><published>2011-07-02T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:32:11.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night out'/><title type='text'>EPIC NIGHT with Friends</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the day I've been looking forward to! First, because I was scheduled to watch Transformers and second, because I will be watching with people close to my heart. I woke up early that day just to get tickets as soon as the mall opens because I know lines will be super long. I got to the mall around 10AM and found myself lined up in one of the ticket booths. It was crowded in as early as 10AM! I was busy tweeting about what was going on just in case someone was planning to go a little later. Just trying to set expectations for people. It's like everybody's watching Transformers 3. So, anyway, I got 3 tickets only to find out that Marky and Mark wanted to watch too and I can't catch up on the line anymore as the number of people doubled after about an hour or so. Then I decided to go to Southern Flavors to grab lunch. I wasn't really starving so I just got myself and Iced Tea and Quesadillas while waiting for either my sister, Gladys, or my bestfriend, Janella, to arrive. Soon after, my sister arrived and ordered nachos, which was by the way, really tasty! I will post the pics of the food we got here: http://bigappettite.blogspot.com. Enjoy the pics below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--60OQ58KjaM/Tg_5MnFuPoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xvTQWl7QuV0/s1600/IMG_3538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--60OQ58KjaM/Tg_5MnFuPoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xvTQWl7QuV0/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marky, Me, Gladys, Janella, Mark&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnBw0l9wHZ4/Tg_5jpVmyWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lgFK4qsOYqs/s1600/IMG_3498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnBw0l9wHZ4/Tg_5jpVmyWI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lgFK4qsOYqs/s320/IMG_3498.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Transformers Tickets&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DQ1lXqo05w/Tg_578zkskI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F8sUku-lyYs/s1600/IMG_3506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DQ1lXqo05w/Tg_578zkskI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F8sUku-lyYs/s320/IMG_3506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VmEACWXbem4/Tg_6Mn-2oZI/AAAAAAAAA9g/3MEDfpMpbdM/s1600/IMG_3508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VmEACWXbem4/Tg_6Mn-2oZI/AAAAAAAAA9g/3MEDfpMpbdM/s320/IMG_3508.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AY4zJtePgGw/Tg_6eXWcaAI/AAAAAAAAA9k/pmrtffZkWk0/s1600/IMG_3510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AY4zJtePgGw/Tg_6eXWcaAI/AAAAAAAAA9k/pmrtffZkWk0/s320/IMG_3510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Band&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou5t6mnplCM/Tg_6sP41UqI/AAAAAAAAA9o/nEUWj9X9Nxw/s1600/IMG_3515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou5t6mnplCM/Tg_6sP41UqI/AAAAAAAAA9o/nEUWj9X9Nxw/s320/IMG_3515.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Janella&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGL6ikPq1eI/Tg_65FLSRUI/AAAAAAAAA9s/HFNI6Kn9csI/s1600/IMG_3534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGL6ikPq1eI/Tg_65FLSRUI/AAAAAAAAA9s/HFNI6Kn9csI/s320/IMG_3534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChCZz2xnv2w/Tg_7JzCr16I/AAAAAAAAA9w/BTnyHcUM4BE/s1600/IMG_3535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChCZz2xnv2w/Tg_7JzCr16I/AAAAAAAAA9w/BTnyHcUM4BE/s320/IMG_3535.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7iOKVZBDi4/Tg_7XE_p0zI/AAAAAAAAA90/Rr11s97oq44/s1600/IMG_3536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7iOKVZBDi4/Tg_7XE_p0zI/AAAAAAAAA90/Rr11s97oq44/s320/IMG_3536.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marky and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3BTMqLl9yg/Tg_7noDMAkI/AAAAAAAAA94/mcMwOz69FH4/s1600/IMG_3537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3BTMqLl9yg/Tg_7noDMAkI/AAAAAAAAA94/mcMwOz69FH4/s320/IMG_3537.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister and Janella&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgJnqL5eKLQ/Tg_74fp9MDI/AAAAAAAAA98/vQy072zxAno/s1600/IMG_3539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgJnqL5eKLQ/Tg_74fp9MDI/AAAAAAAAA98/vQy072zxAno/s320/IMG_3539.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OL9Ch9YLxno/Tg_8EVKNnrI/AAAAAAAAA-A/DBTSDqw8LEs/s1600/IMG_3540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OL9Ch9YLxno/Tg_8EVKNnrI/AAAAAAAAA-A/DBTSDqw8LEs/s320/IMG_3540.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wvz8huHOmI/Tg_8U-M6XYI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8FW_1MRmAao/s1600/IMG_3541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wvz8huHOmI/Tg_8U-M6XYI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8FW_1MRmAao/s320/IMG_3541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCZ05JnJJFM/Tg_8kSqTlDI/AAAAAAAAA-I/AUSGiI8wHvE/s1600/IMG_3542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YCZ05JnJJFM/Tg_8kSqTlDI/AAAAAAAAA-I/AUSGiI8wHvE/s320/IMG_3542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Bestfriends!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbbF1ni64hU/Tg_8zmCbkbI/AAAAAAAAA-M/hFzSIbo0zEY/s1600/IMG_3543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbbF1ni64hU/Tg_8zmCbkbI/AAAAAAAAA-M/hFzSIbo0zEY/s320/IMG_3543.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and Me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1lTQXks4QI/Tg_9CizgyUI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/eG4CFzC9Kho/s1600/IMG_3544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1lTQXks4QI/Tg_9CizgyUI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/eG4CFzC9Kho/s320/IMG_3544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and Mark?!haha!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1666895367"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1666895368"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-3191730323197841107?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/3191730323197841107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/epic-night-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3191730323197841107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/3191730323197841107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/epic-night-with-friends.html' title='EPIC NIGHT with Friends'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--60OQ58KjaM/Tg_5MnFuPoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xvTQWl7QuV0/s72-c/IMG_3538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-934651534475450289</id><published>2011-07-01T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T03:32:50.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch out'/><title type='text'>Manuel in Manila</title><content type='html'>Just want to share some pics from the recent lunch out I had with some officemates and our Consultant, Manuel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k5-HAqUu_oc/Tg2f3EJ4YpI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Oi0MeKNN1gM/s1600/IMG_3441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k5-HAqUu_oc/Tg2f3EJ4YpI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Oi0MeKNN1gM/s320/IMG_3441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(from left: Grace, Manuel, Chee, RC, Me and Eloisa)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsE1X_HuZDc/Tg2f-AeoVxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/wgyMJ3gzCe8/s1600/IMG_3442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsE1X_HuZDc/Tg2f-AeoVxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/wgyMJ3gzCe8/s320/IMG_3442.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgROyHsRXWU/Tg2gFRrN4DI/AAAAAAAAA8w/g4ZbNS5P_g0/s1600/IMG_3443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgROyHsRXWU/Tg2gFRrN4DI/AAAAAAAAA8w/g4ZbNS5P_g0/s320/IMG_3443.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZljSyojh7k8/Tg2gMx6MCGI/AAAAAAAAA80/jL18EGBJCEU/s1600/IMG_3444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZljSyojh7k8/Tg2gMx6MCGI/AAAAAAAAA80/jL18EGBJCEU/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZGtAIiGb5Q/Tg2gS5Z_9vI/AAAAAAAAA84/VE0G9Q3Oy5U/s1600/IMG_3447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZGtAIiGb5Q/Tg2gS5Z_9vI/AAAAAAAAA84/VE0G9Q3Oy5U/s320/IMG_3447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIxuCxzR-78/Tg2gYhSKHBI/AAAAAAAAA88/LtdW09dm4xg/s1600/IMG_3448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIxuCxzR-78/Tg2gYhSKHBI/AAAAAAAAA88/LtdW09dm4xg/s320/IMG_3448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qKYvWXQJ2KY/Tg2ge0dST3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/hydZZIQiG6Y/s1600/IMG_3449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qKYvWXQJ2KY/Tg2ge0dST3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/hydZZIQiG6Y/s320/IMG_3449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Whole Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dvqtaYL7gU/Tg2gluJXyfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/EzgodYRac-o/s1600/IMG_3450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dvqtaYL7gU/Tg2gluJXyfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/EzgodYRac-o/s320/IMG_3450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rey, Fe and Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYCKUg4MtdA/Tg2gr5E6nYI/AAAAAAAAA9I/lSG0U5LifP4/s1600/IMG_3451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYCKUg4MtdA/Tg2gr5E6nYI/AAAAAAAAA9I/lSG0U5LifP4/s320/IMG_3451.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grace, El,Me,Chee and Jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBUSzsCIdLc/Tg2gwk2pr0I/AAAAAAAAA9M/wemVBTxqnfM/s1600/IMG_3453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBUSzsCIdLc/Tg2gwk2pr0I/AAAAAAAAA9M/wemVBTxqnfM/s320/IMG_3453.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Manuel, Ron and RC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HIP01j8dXI/Tg2g2NKHQkI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KY6JTdkqets/s1600/IMG_3456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HIP01j8dXI/Tg2g2NKHQkI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KY6JTdkqets/s320/IMG_3456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grace and El&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was a fun lunch! people cracking jokes over gym stories. I just love lunch outs with these peeps. The food we ate? view from here: &lt;a href="http://bigappettite.blogspot.com./"&gt;http://bigappettite.blogspot.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-934651534475450289?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/934651534475450289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/manuel-in-manila.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/934651534475450289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/934651534475450289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/07/manuel-in-manila.html' title='Manuel in Manila'/><author><name>Angela23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09753505103813575042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsiE7w-g7D0/Tnv3Fc5vgyI/AAAAAAAABCM/MTDmtd-K9c8/s220/275887_697270757_1995102260_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k5-HAqUu_oc/Tg2f3EJ4YpI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Oi0MeKNN1gM/s72-c/IMG_3441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919117282362809067.post-4746297809124612028</id><published>2011-06-29T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T05:13:11.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Thought</title><content type='html'>In this life, I only met 4 Sagittarians. What's funny is that none of them are interested in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the horoscope says Gemini-Sagittarius is a match made in heaven. How come they don't get attracted to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6919117282362809067-4746297809124612028?l=pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/feeds/4746297809124612028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pinkwillbepink.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6919117282362809067/posts/default/4746297809124612028'/><link rel='self' t
