<?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-4614404944455276501</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:52:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Build. Absolutely. Nothing. Anywhere. Near. Anything.</title><subtitle type='html'>A Tree-Hugging Zealot and Her Flights of Fancy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-3554688460951513533</id><published>2006-12-25T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:25:08.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's this time of the year again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYjuEAe2J7I/AAAAAAAAANc/fsxfC2sO-mI/s1600-h/santa+alarm.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010516338065942450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYjuEAe2J7I/AAAAAAAAANc/fsxfC2sO-mI/s400/santa+alarm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-3554688460951513533?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/3554688460951513533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=3554688460951513533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/3554688460951513533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/3554688460951513533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='It&apos;s this time of the year again!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYjuEAe2J7I/AAAAAAAAANc/fsxfC2sO-mI/s72-c/santa+alarm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-6223038030656685144</id><published>2006-12-23T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:59:03.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents Galore!</title><content type='html'>Because I've been a nice li'l girl this year, I received so many presents, and it's not even christmas yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYyuzAe2J-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/z4yny_O9NY4/s1600-h/gift+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011572676682459106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYyuzAe2J-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/z4yny_O9NY4/s320/gift+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yaye! Yipee! Yahoo! Hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-6223038030656685144?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/6223038030656685144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=6223038030656685144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/6223038030656685144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/6223038030656685144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/presents-galore.html' title='Presents Galore!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYyuzAe2J-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/z4yny_O9NY4/s72-c/gift+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-2372075936516614006</id><published>2006-12-21T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:17:24.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting an End to All "Pasi" Cab Drivers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYoiJQe2J8I/AAAAAAAAANo/uycx96uvFx0/s1600-h/cab1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYoiJQe2J8I/AAAAAAAAANo/uycx96uvFx0/s200/cab1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010855077841610690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Rene hails a taxi on the other side of the street. The driver signals him to cross, meaning he will take passengers. So Rene gets into the cab. “Sa Fort po,” he tells the driver. The driver scratches his head to signify that much as he’d like to oblige, he has to decline. “Ay, pupunta kasi ako sa LTFRB para magpa-seal ng metro.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ganoon ho ba?” Rene says in a pleasant tone of voice. “Eh di sasakay na ako papuntang LTFRB para i-report kayo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bakit naman?” the driver says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi niyo ba napanood sa news kagabi?” Rene says. “7pm at 11pm. Sabi ho nila, pag may taxi na ayaw tumanggap ng pasahero, i-text sa LTFRB hotline.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver scratches his head again, to signify that he would rather not oblige, but has no choice. Or maybe his dandruff  is eating his brain. He mutters darkly to himself—something about passengers who make his life difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Rene never stops smiling. “Pagpunta ho ninyo sa LTFRB, itanong ninyo kung ano ang hotline para sa mga pasaherong makulit na ayaw bumaba.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi brought him to The Fort without further incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*Source: Jessica Rules the Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-2372075936516614006?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://jessicarulestheuniverse.com/2006/12/20/the-adventures-of-sarcazmo/' title='Putting an End to All &quot;Pasi&quot; Cab Drivers'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/2372075936516614006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=2372075936516614006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2372075936516614006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2372075936516614006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/putting-end-to-all-pasi-cab-drivers.html' title='Putting an End to All &quot;Pasi&quot; Cab Drivers'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYoiJQe2J8I/AAAAAAAAANo/uycx96uvFx0/s72-c/cab1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-4038237656328422458</id><published>2006-12-20T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:21:56.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted: Contravida</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYfGxAe2J3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/4dajYwS2s_o/s1600-h/snidely1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010191655718233970" style="width: 156px; height: 199px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYfGxAe2J3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/4dajYwS2s_o/s200/snidely1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't know what came over me when I asked Herbert what's his first impression of me. He said I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"mataray"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He answered much too quickly if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom who was within hearing distance, joined in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"maldita."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I come across as &lt;em&gt;timid, gullible, naive&lt;/em&gt;...I couldn't for the life of me believe the adjectives they associate me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to rephrase the question, hoping I'll be able to generate a different answer because they are honestly sounding greek to me, "Eh, sa mga artista, kaninong personality mo ko pwede i-compare?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yung babae sa Ana Luna." Herbert struggled to answer, laboring on remembering the name of the actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sino si Janice? Eh di ba kawawa nga sya don, eh bakit magiging mukhang mataray?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is it. I'm almost winning the battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Herbert just wouldn't let me, "Hindi. Yung si Gladys, 'yun kahawig mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ouch! &lt;/span&gt;That guy knows no bounderies, below the belt! "Ha! Ang sama naman nun! Di nga? Parang mas cute naman ako don."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbert faltered for a moment before correcting himself, "Hindi, parang yung personality lang, di ko naman sinabi itsura." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's amore&lt;/span&gt;. Herbert was able to look the other way and made me feel like a million dollar baby, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation didn't end there but it still got me questioning myself till now. Do I really have the makings of a "contravida"? or at least my face? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You'll be doing me a big favor if you keep that thought to yourself. No replies please for this entry. Thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there a lesson to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;learned here, honestly? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-4038237656328422458?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/4038237656328422458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=4038237656328422458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4038237656328422458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4038237656328422458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/wanted-contravida.html' title='Wanted: Contravida'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYfGxAe2J3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/4dajYwS2s_o/s72-c/snidely1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-9211984773182362892</id><published>2006-12-19T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:51:30.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Survivor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYdvmge2JxI/AAAAAAAAALk/E4P5c4RSUVw/s1600-h/200px-Survivorcookislands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010095817817990930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYdvmge2JxI/AAAAAAAAALk/E4P5c4RSUVw/s200/200px-Survivorcookislands.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYdvcwe2JwI/AAAAAAAAALc/v23bKRG2h4o/s1600-h/200px-Survivorcookislands.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yipee!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just saw the good news in the paper, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yul won Survivor Cook Islands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-9211984773182362892?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/9211984773182362892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=9211984773182362892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/9211984773182362892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/9211984773182362892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/newest-survivor.html' title='Newest Survivor!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYdvmge2JxI/AAAAAAAAALk/E4P5c4RSUVw/s72-c/200px-Survivorcookislands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-1408783658771180984</id><published>2006-12-19T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:10:34.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangely Common</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYfICwe2J4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/uqVzzS_fx_I/s1600-h/1997-10-31.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010193060172539778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYfICwe2J4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/uqVzzS_fx_I/s320/1997-10-31.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shortly after I told my friend about an event that happened last week, she said to me, "fan ka na nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! Funny she should think that because I'm not. Groupies are for celebrities, boy bands and professional athletes. Joe McIntyre is enough for my lifetime. I'm not her fan but suffice it to say I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm neither competing nor threatened by the past. But past is good, no matter what they say. I believe in Freud when he said what you are as an adult is a reflection of the kind of childhood you had. I am a happy adult because I had a happy childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burying the hatchet is one of my many advocacies in life as well. Seeing that they have moved on &amp;amp; have done well for themselves, it just goes to show there is still justice in this world. On my part, I'm all out for peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope having presented my arguments will earn me a clean bill of (mental) health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I can't excuse myself for my curiosity, or fascination thereof. I find that we have so much in common that it amazes me. If it hasn't crossed her mind, (girl) open yourself to the possibilities! Hahaha! Apart from that one obvious common denominator, I noticed there's a lot of parallelism between us --- we share the same interests, birthdays (almost), hobbies (well, not entirely), school, city of residence, etc. (I think I'm sounding nutter than intended hehe!). I never met anyone who is so like me, yet so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a different history and opportunity, I wonder if a friendship could have worked out between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-1408783658771180984?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/1408783658771180984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=1408783658771180984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1408783658771180984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1408783658771180984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/strangely-common.html' title='Strangely Common'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYfICwe2J4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/uqVzzS_fx_I/s72-c/1997-10-31.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-4568142807924162192</id><published>2006-12-18T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:20:14.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYZDNge2JvI/AAAAAAAAALM/9NGN72sxkwE/s1600-h/pierocook.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009765534832928498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYZDNge2JvI/AAAAAAAAALM/9NGN72sxkwE/s320/pierocook.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;undays in Antipolo have become an unofficial going-to-market-&lt;em&gt;slash&lt;/em&gt;-cooking-lessons for Herbert and me. It's usually Herbert who wakes up early and drags me (forcibly) out of bed so we can go to church, proceed to market after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we wake up late, which usually is the case, we go straight to the market and buy ingredients for our staple Sunday lunch offerings --- fish, clamshells (alternated with mussels), seaweeds, chicken (alternated with pork) --- going to mass will come at a later time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it gets really late, almost-lunchtime late, we don't bother tidying ourselves. Off we go, wearing the same clothes we slept-in. (It has its merits actually) We need not worry about snatchers and we can fix all our concentration on huggling, hence, getting the best out of the &lt;em&gt;palengke&lt;/em&gt; experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday lunches in my abode are synonymous to &lt;strong&gt;smörgåsbord&lt;/strong&gt; . With only 4 of us at home (me, Bec and the 2 oldies), the feast is more than enough, so usually we partake a portion to the neighbors (much to their delight and dismay, depending on the state of the dish we offer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, if the world doesn't know yet, Herbert is an excellent cook. I can continue living life in peace, knowing I will never go hungry if he decides to take full dominance over the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I cooked &lt;em&gt;pininyahang manok&lt;/em&gt;, only without pineapple (huh?!) under the supervision of my head chef. At first it was going smoothly, I was waiting for the chicken to be tender when my head chef instructed that I should be putting the milk on the pan, so I did. But while he was busy waging war with the fish on the pan next to mine, I decided to not ask for his guidance and poured the whole can of milk onto the dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when he caught me doing this, he quipped in a highly-pitched voice, &lt;em&gt;"inilagay mo lahat?!"&lt;/em&gt; I was like &lt;em&gt;"uhm, oo. lahat,"&lt;/em&gt; with much bravado I could muster. Truth is I didn't know what I was doing, not the slightest. It was like I was programmed to think the creamier the better. the better. the better. the better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My head chef, poured water and other magical stuff to repair the damage I have caused. In the end, it wasn't anymore &lt;em&gt;pininyahang manok without pineapple&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;em&gt;carbonara without pasta&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lunch wasn't totally ruined, in fact, it was a very tummy-satisfying meal. Even the neighbors said so. All's well that ends well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lesson:&lt;/span&gt; Don't trust me with cooking duties. hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-4568142807924162192?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/4568142807924162192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=4568142807924162192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4568142807924162192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4568142807924162192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/cooking-101_18.html' title='Cooking 101'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYZDNge2JvI/AAAAAAAAALM/9NGN72sxkwE/s72-c/pierocook.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-8172729397364900459</id><published>2006-12-16T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T10:34:32.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho ho hoy there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYNZEQe2JrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5gu266cXPsY/s1600-h/Pre-Xmas+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008945140244817586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYNZEQe2JrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5gu266cXPsY/s320/Pre-Xmas+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bringing cheer to the christmas season by making do with just about anything we can grab at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; the office, as it turned out christmas decors &amp;amp; gift wrapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; materials worked very well as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;props&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; for these three wise men.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYNYywe2JqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hNilc84kkEQ/s1600-h/Pre-Xmas+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008944839597106850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYNYywe2JqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hNilc84kkEQ/s320/Pre-Xmas+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/4614404944455276501-8172729397364900459?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/8172729397364900459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=8172729397364900459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/8172729397364900459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/8172729397364900459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/ho-ho-hoy-there.html' title='Ho ho hoy there!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYNZEQe2JrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5gu266cXPsY/s72-c/Pre-Xmas+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-7097667802576112616</id><published>2006-12-15T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T16:25:27.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear Ye! Hear Ye!</title><content type='html'>I say to all the people who are trying to dissuade me into marriage with your stories of ghouls and monsters, your energies are wasted on me. Better talk to Herbert (hehe!), he's the one who's going to suffer the crunch and carry the yoke of married life. &lt;strong&gt;So go to him&lt;/strong&gt;. He knows I'm born impossible, no chance of reformation at present nor in the future. But he thinks my neo-nazi charm is cute so he lets me off pretty easily, ergo, curtailing the proverbial lovers' quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see, there's still hope for us. Marital bliss is not so elusive that we can't achieve it. Herbert just has to work double time. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let me digress) Shout out to all our family members, friends, colleagues and basically everyone who knows about the upcoming you-know-what:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;param value="/GenEffect1/FL-GenEffect1.swf?txt=Thanks much for all the help!&amp;effect=1" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="false" name="loop"&gt;&lt;param value="false" name="menu"&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality"&gt;&lt;param value="0033FF" name="bgcolor"&gt;&lt;embed name="Gen" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.blingyblob.com/GenEffect1/FL-GenEffect1.swf?txt=Thanks%20much%21&amp;amp;effect=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="0033FF" quality="high" menu="false" loop="false" height="63" width="300"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inputs and monetary aids are very much appreciated. We hope more will come in the future, especially the moola. &lt;strong&gt;Gob bless you all! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-7097667802576112616?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/7097667802576112616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=7097667802576112616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/7097667802576112616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/7097667802576112616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/hear-ye-hear-ye.html' title='Hear Ye! 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You will be redirected to De javu's site.&lt;br /&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/4614404944455276501-3720903759188643554?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://martin1990.blogspot.com/' title='A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/3720903759188643554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=3720903759188643554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/3720903759188643554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/3720903759188643554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/picture-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title='A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RYD_apHih6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/a54AxIQkcog/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-1257075164051568843</id><published>2006-12-13T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:42:40.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iraq War: Grave &amp; Deteriorating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX9ZtRbiEDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/g9QRXpw64Po/s1600-h/blog+12.131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX9ZtRbiEDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/g9QRXpw64Po/s400/blog+12.131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007819944967147570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he Iraq Study Group releases its final report, describing the situation in the Iraq War as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"grave and deteriorating"&lt;/span&gt; and making seventy-nine policy recommendations, including *U.S. troops to end combat operations in Iraq and train Iraqi troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The report begins by laying out the difficulties surrounding the Iraq war and the current U.S. position. It warns that its policy recommendations are not failsafe, but that the deteriorating situation in Iraq could lead to political and humanitarian consequences if not dealt with immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five pages of the report addressed U.S. troop levels. Increasing those levels was not considered in depth as it was not considered a viable option. Rather, the report recommended that the removal of all U.S. troops from Iraq by 2008 could be envisaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX9aRRbiEEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7ICPX3IcTIc/s1600-h/blog+12.13b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX9aRRbiEEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7ICPX3IcTIc/s400/blog+12.13b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007820563442438210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The report mentions the little-known fact that U.S. funding for the Iraqi Army is at a level less than 4 percent of the funding for the U.S. occupation forces; that it lacks adequate equipment, maintenance services, logistical support, communications and transport capabilities; and that it is weak in leadership and unit cohesion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The report also found that the U.S. government had intentionally misled the world by systematically distorting information about the violence in Iraq. Associated Press Military Writer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Robert Burns&lt;/span&gt; reported:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;   The panel pointed to one day last July when U.S. officials reported 93 attacks or significant acts of violence. Yet a careful review of the reports for that single day brought to light 1,100 acts of violence. The standard for recording attacks acts as a filter to keep events out of reports and databases ... Good policy is difficult to make when information is systematically collected in a way that minimizes its discrepancy with policy goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Source: Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/4614404944455276501-1257075164051568843?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.usip.org/isg/iraq_study_group_report/report/1206/index.html' title='Iraq War: Grave &amp; Deteriorating'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/1257075164051568843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=1257075164051568843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1257075164051568843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1257075164051568843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/iraq-war-grave-deteriorating.html' title='Iraq War: Grave &amp; Deteriorating'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX9ZtRbiEDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/g9QRXpw64Po/s72-c/blog+12.131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-4509159522875975129</id><published>2006-12-12T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:36:13.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Executive Order 12.12</title><content type='html'>A text from my fiance woke me up this morning. He's saying that he is decreeing this day, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 12, 2006&lt;/span&gt; as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; z-index: 9; right: 0px; top: 0px; width: 88px; height: 31px;" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;marquee width="100%" behavior="scroll" scrollamount="5" direction="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/b.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/e.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/c.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/a.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/n.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/d.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/p.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/a.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/t.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/t.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/y.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/d.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/a.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i185/glittergus/alph/11/y.gif" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Woot! Woot!* By authority vested in me by heaven-knows-who, I'm declaring this day as an official private holiday, only to be enjoyed by the two of us. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-4509159522875975129?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/4509159522875975129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=4509159522875975129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4509159522875975129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4509159522875975129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/text-from-my-fiance-woke-me-up-this.html' title='Executive Order 12.12'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-5874324000559629570</id><published>2006-12-11T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:56:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Mau!</title><content type='html'>People will attest to a lot of monumental things, of things they've done and witnessed. They can say they were in the same tarmac where Ninoy was killed, or they were inside Malacañang when Erap was being dragged out of the palace, or they were billeted at Oakwood during the Magdalo mutiny, or wherever their imagination can take them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for me, I can say my big contribution in the history of the country is that I was there when Mau triumphed during the Final Performance Night of the Philippine Idol. Hahaha! It's ground-breaking, I know, but she makes me so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX0H98GY2jI/AAAAAAAAADA/ESj2OOuByvk/s1600-h/ph+idol+m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX0H98GY2jI/AAAAAAAAADA/ESj2OOuByvk/s200/ph+idol+m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007167121392196146" border="0" /&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX0IIMGY2kI/AAAAAAAAADI/SZ_NytXUjRo/s1600-h/ph+idol+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX0IIMGY2kI/AAAAAAAAADI/SZ_NytXUjRo/s320/ph+idol+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007167297485855298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau is a prombi in so many ways, but when she sings, she becomes a different persona all together. I was there when she belted out "Try It On My Own". Grabe, I had goosebumps even on places I didn't know possible (hahaha!). She deserved the standing ovation and the applause that won't die down on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau, you deserve to be the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Philippine Idol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the two finalists, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gian &lt;/span&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jan&lt;/span&gt;, as well! You gave Mau quite a scare, twas a close fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-5874324000559629570?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/5874324000559629570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=5874324000559629570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/5874324000559629570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/5874324000559629570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/congratulations-mau.html' title='Congratulations Mau!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RX0H98GY2jI/AAAAAAAAADA/ESj2OOuByvk/s72-c/ph+idol+m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-7080961498652862253</id><published>2006-12-09T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T09:44:41.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Die For Diamonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXoT8sGY2gI/AAAAAAAAACg/8g-CPo8AlsI/s1600-h/blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXoT8sGY2gI/AAAAAAAAACg/8g-CPo8AlsI/s200/blood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006335869126760962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blood Diamond is a film by Edward Zwick, the Academy Award-winning director of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glory &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last Samurai&lt;/span&gt;. It stars Leonardo DiCaprio, Jennifer Connelly and Djimon Hounsou. The title refers to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blood diamonds&lt;/span&gt;, which are usually mined in war zones and are sold to finance the conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Controversies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Beers Group, which controls the vast majority of the diamond trade, has expressed reservations the film will reduce public demand for diamonds. De Beers maintains the trade in conflict diamonds has been reduced from 4% to 1% by the Kimberley Process and it has been suggested the company pushed for the film to contain a disclaimer saying the events are fictional and in the past. De Beers has denied this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More recently, the New York Post has reported Warner Bros. Pictures promised twenty-seven child and teenage amputee extras for the film prosthetics upon completion of filming. Several month after the completion of filming, the prosthetics had not been supplied, and it was reported the studio told amputees they would wait until the December release of the film to maximize the publicity boost. In the meantime a private charity had to step-in and assist in supplying prosthetics to the amputees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film comes in the midst of an upsurge in public awareness of the conflict diamond trade, also highlighted in the media by rapper Kanye West in his song "Diamonds from Sierra Leone", a VH1 documentary about current conditions in Sierra Leone called "Bling", and a nonfiction expose called "The Heartless Stone".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-7080961498652862253?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blooddiamondmovie.warnerbros.com/' title='To Die For Diamonds'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/7080961498652862253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=7080961498652862253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/7080961498652862253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/7080961498652862253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-die-for-diamonds.html' title='To Die For Diamonds'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXoT8sGY2gI/AAAAAAAAACg/8g-CPo8AlsI/s72-c/blood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-1401070351852799407</id><published>2006-12-08T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T08:59:08.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Mixture of Spa &amp; Phobia</title><content type='html'>I'm dabbling with some research cum lead generation on the spa sector and it just dawned to me, apart from bungee jumping and free falling, there's another thing I haven't done in my 27 years of so-called existence, that is to get into the spa experience. Pitiful, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXivPcGY2dI/AAAAAAAAACE/-RYavzZiAZI/s1600-h/bungee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005943665598192082" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 94px; cursor: pointer; height: 124px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXivPcGY2dI/AAAAAAAAACE/-RYavzZiAZI/s200/bungee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ntelligent&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pas has conducted the inaugural survey of spa facilities in the Philippines and found the industry has &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;grown 74% &lt;/span&gt;since 2003, with 87 spas currently open and operating. The research achieved an excellent response rate of 54% of all spas in the Philippines, enabling very reliable industry benchmarks to be calculated. The report, entitled Spa Industry Profile Philippines 2003-2007, features over 500 quantitative statistics on the Philippines spa market as well as supporting qualitative trends and observations from spa owners and managers. It is a valuable tool for businesses competing in, or supporting the Philippines’ spa industry, to more accurately develop and plan spa-related products, services, campaigns and initiatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXivrcGY2eI/AAAAAAAAACM/Te2_g5XUpMc/s1600-h/free+falling1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005944146634529250" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 101px; cursor: pointer; height: 97px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXivrcGY2eI/AAAAAAAAACM/Te2_g5XUpMc/s200/free+falling1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Some key industry totals and averages extracted from the report include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Intelligent Spas identified 87 spa facilities located in the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 76% of spas are stand-alone day spas and 20% are spas located in hotels and resorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- The average indoor area of spa facilities was 609 square metres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- 52% of the total spa space was allocated to treatment rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Spas contained 10.9 treatment rooms on average, making them the largest across the Asia Pacific region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 70% of spas provided a relaxation room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Aromatherapy was practised by 97% of spas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Baths with water and/or air jets were offered by 54% of respondents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- One hour body wraps were priced from PHP 1418, on average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- Herbal tea was the most common complimentary food or beverage item provided by spas, with 62% offering it to visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;- 35% of spas surveyed noticed there are more spas opening in hotels and resorts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Source: Intelligent Spas, Spa Industry Profile Philippines 2003-2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the mambo jambo statistician talk, I will raise just one salient point, the spa biz is a ubiquitous enterprise. They are in manifolds, increasing in numbers by the minute like er, mushrooms (hihi); tantamount to a growing demand for beauty and wellnes. It's lucrative and a guaranteed money-maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking of jumping on the bandwagon, the ripe timing is now because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;veryone is into the spa business and lifestyle --- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;except me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha! (I account to 0.000001% of the marketshare. A figure the industry can easily dismiss without remorse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why and I'm telling (reason why I'm putting my rep on on the line with this blog, like I have one to protect in the first place) Hahaha! It's because I'm a member of the secret society of highly ticklish people of the Philippines. I am soon to be elected VP, come May 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't indulge in foot spa, paraffin, half/full body scrubs, half/full body massage...and I am wary of facials. I know I'm missing a lot but till I learn to turn my back on my sworn fealty, I will remain a spa virgin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-1401070351852799407?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.traveldailynews.com/new.asp?newid=33707&amp;subcategory_id=69' title='A Good Mixture of Spa &amp; Phobia'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/1401070351852799407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=1401070351852799407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1401070351852799407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1401070351852799407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-mixture-of-spa-phobia.html' title='A Good Mixture of Spa &amp; Phobia'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXivPcGY2dI/AAAAAAAAACE/-RYavzZiAZI/s72-c/bungee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-468813088823690770</id><published>2006-12-07T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T07:47:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My W-Vision Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXeZlcGY2XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-8l006pJb9M/s1600-h/wvj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 63px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXeZlcGY2XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-8l006pJb9M/s400/wvj.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005638379322792306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A big white envelope came in the mail today, bringing good tidings to my December morn. I thought it was from my English friend, Kathryn, who never fails to cheer my holidays with her cards. But when I saw the logo of World Vision at the back of the envelope, I assumed differently. I opened it, expecting a solicitation for the Albay mud slide victims or something christmas related. To my surprise, it was from Aicel, the kid I'm sponsoring! You can't imagine my happiness when I saw her picture, she's so cute! I've been waiting and wanting to hear a word from her ever since I signed up for the program. It's been a long wait on my part, 2 years! Now, it makes little difference if it was 1 year, 2 years or 10 years! I am so excited! I can finally communicate with her and establish a friendship. Yaye! I can't wait to send her a card in reply. (Too bad, I can't send her a present for christmas as it is discouraged by World Vision.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My folks agree that she's a pretty little thing. She seems nice too. She tells me she helps out with the farming, planting crops and all. She babysits her siblings as well. She's on her fourth grade, almost the same age as my nephew, Carl. She has a list of the stuffs she has received from the sponsorship. I can't believe I have actually sent someone to school with my meager monthly donation, and she calls me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tita Patty&lt;/span&gt;! Hehe! What can I say, nakakataba talaga ng puso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you guys out there who haven't signed up on World Vision, you ought to. A minuscule cut from your allowance can come a long way. Do away with your inessential shopping or cut back on your regular trips to Starbucks, dedicate a parcel of your money to these kids who need your assistance most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, my thought is only to give a daily allowance so a kid can go to school, but the program does more than that, they help the host family by teaching the parents how to make a living by fishing, farming, or other industry available to them. Livelihood programs extend as far as building schools, houses, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy and it's rewarding. Make a difference in someone else's life by joining &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World Vision.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-468813088823690770?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.worldvision.org.ph/sponsorachild.php' title='My W-Vision Mission'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/468813088823690770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=468813088823690770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/468813088823690770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/468813088823690770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-worldvision-mission.html' title='My W-Vision Mission'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXeZlcGY2XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-8l006pJb9M/s72-c/wvj.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-2542066114041880821</id><published>2006-12-06T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:35:29.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo! I'm Scayrd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXe00MGY2cI/AAAAAAAAABo/TAUTUo1jxm4/s1600-h/warningsign2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 59px; height: 45px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXe00MGY2cI/AAAAAAAAABo/TAUTUo1jxm4/s200/warningsign2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005668319539812802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a hightened alert on our office floor. Everyone's advised to be vigilant. Any activity that deviates from the normal day-to-day operations should be reported to the authorities immediately. Tenants are ill advised to go out of their units unless they need to. Buddy-buddy system is being implemented. The ladies' washroom should be avoided at all times (by me particularly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authorities recognize that we are currently experiencing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;moomoo scare &lt;/span&gt;(awoooh!), but they are yet to release a formal statement. The tenants are hopeful that the alert status will be lifted any time soon (so we can get back to our poltergeist-free lives, thank you very much). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-2542066114041880821?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/2542066114041880821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=2542066114041880821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2542066114041880821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2542066114041880821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/boo.html' title='Boo! I&apos;m Scayrd'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXe00MGY2cI/AAAAAAAAABo/TAUTUo1jxm4/s72-c/warningsign2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-8775853688358075097</id><published>2006-12-05T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:49:08.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah Humbag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;~ Dr. Seuss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXUAskCe0tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ICh5LTvJgqA/s1600-h/blog+12.5+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXUAskCe0tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ICh5LTvJgqA/s400/blog+12.5+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004907326480503506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; is just around the corner and for some reason, the excitement is lost in me. This year, I simply don't have it. I don't feel it. I'm not Scrougee nor Grinchy. I'm just out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, we've been too busy with our own businesses, we don't have time to pump up the christmas spirit. My parents, they are much too concerned with the bitches and their pups, with vaccines and certificates to care (you have to understand that our babies just gave birth, we are doing our best to welcome each to our family, and there's more to come); and then, there's that void that only 3 heavy-set people can fill hehe! (My brother and his family are out of the country.) So really, christmas is incomplete in my family .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home away from home in Pateros is no different. Up to now, they don't have a single christmas decor in place. Blame it on Herbert. We've been pestering him for weeks to act on it but he has so many excuses. It's exasperating already. I guess, he's not feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;christmasy &lt;/span&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the office, I don't know what happened. The 13th month came a bit late, the decors were only prepped up last week (a bit later than usual as well), and nobody took notice that there's not much plans (much less talks) of any christmas party or exchange gifts (only till last week). So more or less, in the hurry blurry of activities, the office failed to notice that it's already the season of bonuses, parties and gifts only till last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'll be speaking for the whole country, the idea of christmas is far off, farfetch &amp; far, far, far away. Between the half-full and the half-empty outlooks, the country's taking the half-empty mindset. Drudgingly, christmas will come. No thanks to Milenyo &amp;amp; Reming (I hope we see the last of em calamities), it's like all our energies (and resources) are &lt;span&gt;spent &lt;/span&gt;from fretting and repairing that we can't be bothered by christmas. Only SM is keeping up the faith, where christmas carols are played on loop, I guess, in dire effort to enforce the spirit of spending. Too bad, it has little or no effect at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXUBkkCe0vI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4fcE_XKeggY/s1600-h/blog.12.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXUBkkCe0vI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4fcE_XKeggY/s400/blog.12.5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004908288553177842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This maybe the case, I do hope christmas will be different for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt;. I hope it will be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;for them, in the true sense of &lt;span&gt;the word&lt;/span&gt;, just like what we had in the long forgotten christmas past. (My best christmases include making &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big profits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by merely being cute and nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's not shoo away kids who are caroling on our doorsteps or hide from our godchildren when they come to visit! Please! It's only once a year when the little people get to extort money out of us obliging adults. Give em a break shall we :) Bah Humbag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-8775853688358075097?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/8775853688358075097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=8775853688358075097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/8775853688358075097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/8775853688358075097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/bah-humbag.html' title='Bah Humbag!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXUAskCe0tI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ICh5LTvJgqA/s72-c/blog+12.5+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-1216226555999716166</id><published>2006-12-04T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:58:24.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Degrees of Patty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXNtRUCe0sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nFCJHXkvkog/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004463755143074498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXNtRUCe0sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nFCJHXkvkog/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/331471/Slide11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Six Degrees of Separation&lt;/span&gt; is the theory that states anyone can be connected to any other person on the planet through a chain of acquaintances with no more than five intermediaries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see what I can dig, if I link myself to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Princess Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Princess Diana was a friend of Mother Teresa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Mother Teresa and Cardinal Sin were supporters of the 5th Marian Dogma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Cardinal Sin's assistant for some time was Bishop Soc &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Bishop Soc presided the marriage of Anna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Anna is my friend from DB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Monica Lewinsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Monica was involved in a scandal with Bill Clinton &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Bill Clinton's chummy chummy with PGMA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. PGMA knows my boss, Ms. Bing from her PCCI stint &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am an employee of Ms. Bing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Brad Pitt was one of the volunteers Jimmy Carter recruited to build houses in India &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I was with Jimmy Carter during the Habitat Program in Maragondon, circa 1999 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Akalain mo nali-link ako kay Brad Pitt?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;This is proving to be more fun than I thought.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;You ought to give it a shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;You'll never know how well you are connected till you try :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4614404944455276501-1216226555999716166?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/1216226555999716166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=1216226555999716166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1216226555999716166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1216226555999716166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/12/six-degrees-of-separation-is-theory.html' title='6 Degrees of Patty'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhILcEiJKpM/RXNtRUCe0sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nFCJHXkvkog/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-5567462604677425223</id><published>2006-11-30T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:17:53.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reming Changes Course, Won't Hit Metro Manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/467306/reming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/348822/reming.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="fontbyline"&gt;By Joel      Guinto&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="fontbyline"&gt;INQ7.net&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="fonttimestamp"&gt;Last updated 03:57pm (Mla time) 11/30/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;(9TH UPDATE) SUPER typhoon "Reming" (international codename: Durian) has changed course and will no longer hit Metro Manila directly, the chief state weather forecaster said Friday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Instead, the storm, with winds of 190 kilometers per hour and gustiness of up to 225 kilometers per hour, will hit provinces south of the capital, according to Nathaniel Cruz in a phone interview.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"There was a big change in direction. Metro Manila will no longer be a direct hit," Cruz said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-5567462604677425223?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://newsinfo.inq7.net/breakingnews/metroregions/view_article.php?article_id=35575' title='Reming Changes Course, Won&apos;t Hit Metro Manila'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/5567462604677425223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=5567462604677425223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/5567462604677425223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/5567462604677425223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/reming-changes-course-wont-hit-metro.html' title='Reming Changes Course, Won&apos;t Hit Metro Manila'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-2873288642485265853</id><published>2006-11-30T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:38:01.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Inviting You All to UA&amp;P</title><content type='html'>The School of Management of &lt;span&gt;The University of Asia and the Pacific&lt;/span&gt; is inviting you to their first ever in-campus &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Franchise Fair&lt;/span&gt;. Potential franchisees and franchisors, the Ortigas workforce and students alike are welcome to join this affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Event: &lt;/span&gt;A  Mind for Business: Targeting Investments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Date: &lt;/span&gt;December 7; 8-5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Venue: &lt;/span&gt;CAS Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Interested exhibitors may contact me or MSCM office for reservations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-2873288642485265853?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/2873288642485265853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=2873288642485265853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2873288642485265853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2873288642485265853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-inviting-you-all-to-ua.html' title='I&apos;m Inviting You All to UA&amp;P'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-4928875293435300479</id><published>2006-11-29T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:13:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn Baby Burn</title><content type='html'>A friend in the office was talking about&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;burn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in passing.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't consider it much before, but now that she has mentioned it,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I might be a candidate. If that's the case,&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...what's a girl to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see 2 options for me, leave work and find a greener pasture;&lt;br /&gt;or take a leave from work (momentarily) and be crazy merry.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...what's a girl to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/945310/monty%20hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 49px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/109576/monty%20hall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take door no.2&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; it's more attractive (yaye!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-4928875293435300479?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/4928875293435300479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=4928875293435300479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4928875293435300479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4928875293435300479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/burn-baby-burn.html' title='Burn Baby Burn'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-8078235210698471696</id><published>2006-11-27T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:47:03.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PostSecret: Everyone has (at least) One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;An invitation to liberate yourself from the skeleton inside your closet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/71553/postsecret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/538974/postsecret.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;* A gallery of postcard-sized images posted anonymously to unveil a secret. Shared confessions in art form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-8078235210698471696?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://postsecret.blogspot.com/' title='PostSecret: Everyone has (at least) One'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/8078235210698471696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=8078235210698471696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/8078235210698471696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/8078235210698471696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/postsecret-everyone-has-one.html' title='PostSecret: Everyone has (at least) One'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-5114849820309925933</id><published>2006-11-25T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:35:51.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anglophiles Unite! A Crown Jewel of a Movie You Shan't Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/543713/queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/446470/queen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The Queen" is described as a revealing glimpse into the lives of the British royal family following the untimely death of Princess Diana. Mirren stars as Queen Elizabeth II, Cromwell plays Prince Philip and Sheen co-stars as British Prime Minister Tony Blair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-5114849820309925933?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thequeen-movie.com/' title='Anglophiles Unite! A Crown Jewel of a Movie You Shan&apos;t Miss'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/5114849820309925933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=5114849820309925933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/5114849820309925933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/5114849820309925933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/anglophiles-unite-queen-will-soon-be-in.html' title='Anglophiles Unite! A Crown Jewel of a Movie You Shan&apos;t Miss'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-461869400250412435</id><published>2006-11-25T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:04:04.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petition: Temporary Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Once in a while, you discover something about yourself you never thought existed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what happened to me yesterday. I stumbled into a goldmine which I wish to share with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/164084/fanatic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 256px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/904979/fanatic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Kahiya! I was a fanatic to the highest level!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Waiver: I wasn't aware that I was part of any promotions team (international or local). All I knew was that I kept on getting J.M. freebies every month. Now I know why. Hahaha! I hope DB won't take any legal action for this. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-461869400250412435?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.geocities.com/mcintyredesire/international.html?200626' title='Petition: Temporary Insanity'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/461869400250412435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=461869400250412435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/461869400250412435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/461869400250412435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/petition-temporary-insanity.html' title='Petition: Temporary Insanity'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-3103978975996480588</id><published>2006-11-24T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:15:28.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stakeout for Smiling People</title><content type='html'>I like catching people &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/89834/smile%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 59px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/320/978203/smile%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I take the public transportation everyday, and as Herbert would often point out, I'm fond of looking out of the window. It's true, I never mind the stiff neck and rush of smog on my face, I only care of getting a better view of the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kasi) I like catching people on their unguarded moments and see them smile. Pedestrians, commuters, brown boys, b.f. boys, people in cars, trucks, delivery vans, school bus --- they, all, become subjects of my scrutiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing smiles for obvious reasons: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;aesthetic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;well-being&lt;/span&gt;. Smiles make a person beautiful, inside-out. It's a transformation like no other. Even Bakekang is capable of beauty when she smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a feel-good vibe that comes with smiling. They say it's because the brain produces endorphins that gives a pervasive sense of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles are inexpensive &amp; contagious. One smile can go a long way. It can take sadness away, erase pain and heal wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we just smile a lot, the world &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/782474/smile%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 56px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/320/286576/smile%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be filled with attractive and happy people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-3103978975996480588?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/3103978975996480588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=3103978975996480588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/3103978975996480588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/3103978975996480588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-stakeout-for-smiling-people.html' title='Stakeout for Smiling People'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-4380164238124011009</id><published>2006-11-23T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:04:42.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassment, Thickness &amp; Humor (Each Sold Separately)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/264385/silly%204.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 67px; height: 51px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/487495/silly%204.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I have developed  a  talent of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Embarrassing &lt;/span&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;Overexposure to Laurel &amp; Hardy, The 3 Stoogies &amp;amp; Mr. Bean &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/107096/silly%203.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 49px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/827783/silly%203.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has led me to this, otherwise, less than mundane existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constant screw-ups   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/694293/silly%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 47px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/619264/silly%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  has also brought forth &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Thickness &lt;/span&gt;of (my) epidermis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, Thickness has evolved into &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Humor&lt;/span&gt;. Humor  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/488770/silly%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 37px; height: 60px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/165317/silly%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  that has become a partner in crime of Embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;Life has never been the same   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/261939/sily%205.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 60px; height: 55px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/91502/sily%205.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ever since. Fini.&lt;br /&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/4614404944455276501-4380164238124011009?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/4380164238124011009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=4380164238124011009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4380164238124011009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4380164238124011009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/embarrassment-thickness-humor-each-sold.html' title='Embarrassment, Thickness &amp; Humor (Each Sold Separately)'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-4643369533084375780</id><published>2006-11-22T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:46:27.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy: What's the McFuzz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/greys%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 88px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/greys%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would it be presumptuous of me to say that Grey's Anatomy is everywhere? As far as I can tell from my own little network, it has become the buzz word lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to catch snippets of G.A. when I'm home but I never get to see it from start to finish. But that changed when three weeks ago, Herbert brought home a DVD set of G.A.'s Season 1. The whole Cruz family (including yours truly)  sat down in front of the tv, all excited about the shining shimmering splendour of a show G.A. is. (Suffice it to say, we heard enough to pique our interests.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But I hate to bore you with the details) So after prolonged exposure to doctors in scrub suits and much deliveration at the Cruz's sala, we have (unofficially) come up with a verdict (or what would seem as the general consensus of the Cruz family). &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;It was, for most of us, a&lt;/span&gt; (gongs crashing!) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/greys.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 119px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/greys.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried my hardest to be interested and keep my prejudice at bay. I kept the act going up to the third episode but my bigot mind can't help but compare it to E.R. (while Lanie prefers House over G.A.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was so fast in my judgment, I never realized I'll run into people who will adamantly wave their G.A. flags at me. It never dawned to me G.A. has so many fans, till it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, I went to a family gathering (my mom's side) and I was surprised at how the conversation in our table turned into an animated chatter when the topic was G.A. I was flabbergasted at my Aunt who admits to being a fanatic. She said she enjoys it because they make doctors appear more human. (Well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/greys%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 118px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/greys%202.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobstreet is no different. Going to that place as an anti-G.A. is worse than me being an ex-JobsDB. They can (and will), without a moment's hesitation, gang up on throwing me to the Pasig river, if I dare say a b-word. Such criminal minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the sake of fairness (and to save my a**), I tried watching G.A. again, this time, Season 2. I think it's better and more likeable...and they say Season 3 is more exciting...We'll see. Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-4643369533084375780?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/index' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy: What&apos;s the McFuzz?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/4643369533084375780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=4643369533084375780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4643369533084375780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/4643369533084375780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/greys-anatomy-whats-fuzzywatzyy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy: What&apos;s the McFuzz?'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-2853498173753879375</id><published>2006-11-20T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:25:16.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acne is so Vulgaris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/827483/pimple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 76px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/430278/pimple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakouts are the worst ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from one lately. I've been so stressed and it's sooo evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like my face is a storybook of zits &amp; spots that involves a cast of epic proportions. The main character is the one on my forehead, his name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;caterer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. The one of my left cheek is his sidekick, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;reception venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and the rest are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, spread all over. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've used all the facial products available to mankind, from benzoyl peroxide to facial scrubs, from oil regulating toners to clarifying lotions, from clyndamycin to tretralysal. But to no avail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last night, I saw the facial wash my fiance's using. It's like a light illuminated on the plastic sachet. I said to myself, "Wa-a-idea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked if I can try. My fiance gave his consent but he finds it ridiculous and funny. He thinks I'm really desperate. Well, desperate is what desperate does. So I tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voila! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;skin has cleared. Galing! Galing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiance can't help but laugh at my luck. Why not, I just discovered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ang sikreto ng mga gwapo!"&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;BFAD Warning: Kids, don't try this at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-2853498173753879375?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/2853498173753879375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=2853498173753879375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2853498173753879375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2853498173753879375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/acne-is-so-vulgaris.html' title='Acne is so Vulgaris'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-178922053399504101</id><published>2006-11-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:39:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeny Meeny Miny Moe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #336688;"&gt;I'm trying to decide which of these two designs I'd have my seamstress copy. It's for my wedding gown (wink). Whatchathink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: #336688;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: #336688;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/168550/wedding%20gown%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 219px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/604689/wedding%20gown%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;                 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/311937/ml%20wedding%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 219px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/619923/ml%20wedding%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(designs by Monique Lhuillier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/168550/wedding%20gown%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                            &lt;/span&gt;&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/4614404944455276501-178922053399504101?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/178922053399504101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=178922053399504101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/178922053399504101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/178922053399504101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/ini-mini-miny-moe.html' title='Eeny Meeny Miny Moe'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-1482481468396080371</id><published>2006-11-17T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:43:29.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Reason to Celebrate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I didn't know I was a techno dummy till now HAHAHA! (pro okey lang kasi) the blog I lost is already found YOOHOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="#336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: #336688;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/fireworks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 65px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/fireworks.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/fireworks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 65px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/fireworks.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/fireworks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 65px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/fireworks.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/fireworks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 65px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/fireworks.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/fireworks.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 65px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/fireworks.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's not much but I don't care, it's my first blog (as in blog-blog, not friendster blog). I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rejoicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: #336688;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/361649/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/882795/blog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;* We were able to get home sometime past 1 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-1482481468396080371?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/1482481468396080371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=1482481468396080371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1482481468396080371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/1482481468396080371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-reason-to-celebrate.html' title='I Have a Reason to Celebrate!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-2161029282391230802</id><published>2006-11-17T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:47:01.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Supposed to be a Big Donut Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This much I gathered from a very reliable so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;urce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: #336688;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/krispy%20kreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 83px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/krispy%20kreme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The first customer to ring the cash register of the Krispy Kreme store at The Fort on November 30 gets a one-year supply of original glazed doughnuts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-2161029282391230802?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/2161029282391230802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=2161029282391230802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2161029282391230802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/2161029282391230802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-supposed-to-be-secret-but.html' title='It&apos;s Supposed to be a Big Donut Secret'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614404944455276501.post-7920179270479841180</id><published>2006-11-17T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:45:59.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the....?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: #336688;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 66px; height: 66px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6101/563281853571200/400/sad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't know what happened last night but I am sure I posted a blog. Sure, I was sleepy but I was very much aware of what I was doing and what I had posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb#336688;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What the heck, it's another day, another blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="#336688;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Better start working on my second entry because my first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336688;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614404944455276501-7920179270479841180?l=treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/feeds/7920179270479841180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614404944455276501&amp;postID=7920179270479841180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/7920179270479841180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614404944455276501/posts/default/7920179270479841180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehuggingzealot.blogspot.com/2006/11/what.html' title='What the....?!'/><author><name>b.a.n.a.n.a.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693173161954660190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d73/hunny_patty12/100_027431.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
