<?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-6068670380473995686</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:47:41.482+08:00</updated><category term='summer'/><title type='text'>Arnie's Scrap Shack</title><subtitle type='html'>Scrapbooking -- way too addictive than any hobby i have gotten myself into. Is there a cure for this?!?!?! if there is, i just dont want to know! lolz</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3916493146913239179</id><published>2009-01-14T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:13:07.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2llM6_yzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/QkKI7_Y_2wM/s1600-h/pias+princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2llM6_yzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/QkKI7_Y_2wM/s400/pias+princess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291067195772619570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My working at Caritas Malolos unfortunately did not last for a year, but having worked there even for just a short while was definitely an experience to remember. Of course, one of the most memorable persons I have met is my ever efficient medical technologist, Pia. In the short time that I have known her, I find her the epitome of an indispensable employee. Truly dedicated to her craft and someone who puts a joy in every work she does. Like me, she also has the love for crafts and is genuinely artistic. I am really trying to hook her to our scrapbooking yahoogroups! She often boasts of her daughter Julia, who means the world to her. When she talks about her kid, she seems lost and transfixed in a world of pure motherly love. I would say that Julia is indeed Pia's princess, someone whom she will give her all to provide the best for beloved daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2lfhYLq9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/FrBdpxw_xXw/s1600-h/inner+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2lfhYLq9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/FrBdpxw_xXw/s400/inner+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291067098184526802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Months before Julia's birthday, Pia was really all-out in the preparations. Each time I visit the lab I marvel at the invitations and party give-aways that she has made for Julia -- all with her pesonal touch! It amazes me how she can transform something bought at Divisoria into something really dazzling. My hats off to her! As expected, the birthday party was a huge success. There were many attendees, the food was overflowing, the party giveaways were a pure delight for the children, and we still got to receive something extra special from Pia.  Every one left with a huge and satisfactory smile on their faces. Way to go Pia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2la4sDeJI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RS2UJhRsQUg/s1600-h/the+dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2la4sDeJI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RS2UJhRsQUg/s400/the+dragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291067018542545042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the party features was the face painting and henna tatoo booth which caught the eye of my pride and joy, Edison. The inner child in him just couldnt resist to have a dragon tattooed on his arm. Hmmm, well nothing childlike about that really. I wanted one for myself too - if only I wasnt pregnant! ;) He chose the dragon because it represents his Chinese astrology sign. The dragon, they say, is the luckiest of all the signs. Hoping that by married to me, that wont disprove it. In our case, I feel that I am the luckier one compared to him - being love and accepted for who I am despite my shortgivings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2lU0wCLlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/L5iKiJ2iGsM/s1600-h/driving+me+crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2lU0wCLlI/AAAAAAAAAY0/L5iKiJ2iGsM/s400/driving+me+crazy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291066914406280786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes indeed, I am so crazy in love with this guy. He always makes me happy despite every opposing thing that comes my way. I just feel so proud and secure just being right beside him. And though he drives like a Nascar driver (lolz), I know I am in good hands. He is just sooooo smooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: PIA'S PRINCESS - Retrodiva Bohemian Cowgirl alphas, Alicia's World of Scrap wordart, Scrapedge Swirl white overlay, Shabby Princess SS paper, An Icee Summer elements; INNER KIDS - Summer Driggs Beautimous papers, Midnight Ditz paper, AF Timeless elements, Gina Marie alphas; THE DRAGON - Sometimes alphas by Penny57, K. Lewis Flutter papers, Can Designs Rose frames, MJV photo corner, DBS Bubblegum elements, Shabby Princess Spring Breeze alphas; DRIVING ME CRAZY - Q quickpage, Frene Alexeeva Venetian Charm element, J. Desai element)&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/6068670380473995686-3916493146913239179?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3916493146913239179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3916493146913239179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2009/01/pride-and-joy.html' title='Pride and Joy'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SW2llM6_yzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/QkKI7_Y_2wM/s72-c/pias+princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3924561869373154467</id><published>2008-12-28T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:20:14.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating With The Gavinos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdK8a8nOvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0tTvtisHkg0/s1600-h/our+small+clan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdK8a8nOvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0tTvtisHkg0/s400/our+small+clan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284775089628723954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was just pure delight for hubby and I to be invited to celebrate Lola Miling's 93rd birthday at Modern China Restaurant in Glorietta 4. I was just so thrilled to introduce Edison to our small clan and it touched me how warm they were in welcoming my husband to the family. The apple of everyone's eye (other than the birthday celebrant, of course) was Taryn, cousin Melody's daughter and lola's first great grandchild. It has been years since I saw Melody herself, and seeing her along with the rest of my cousins made me reminisce the happy weekends we as kids would spend at Lola's place just watching movies, playing video games, or enjoying Lola's famous chicken soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdKydJybZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0n89Ug8RJtM/s1600-h/alive%26kicking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdKydJybZI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0n89Ug8RJtM/s400/alive%26kicking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284774918422162834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The star of the day, our 93-year old lola is ever her jovial self to see people gathered together although she seemed not quite aware it was her birthday we were celebrating. It's quite sad to see her not remember some stuff anymore (like me and my sister's name). But other than that, I find her still sharp compared to other people her age. And despite not remembering my name, familiarity strikes when she looks at me and studies my face...and then that big smile again as if a chord struck in her memory box. We are also thankful that despite being forgetful, she is in tip-top shape, as in no asthma recurrences for almost a decade and normal blood chemstry results. Seeing her hearty appetite too ( and that's without dentures) during this occasion has left us impressed with how a super-lola she can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdKpLIt19I/AAAAAAAAAYc/DWcZUqpPIi8/s1600-h/my+sis+i+miss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdKpLIt19I/AAAAAAAAAYc/DWcZUqpPIi8/s400/my+sis+i+miss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284774758967007186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last layout I made I entered in Timi's challenge and won a RAK in the random draw! Days have passed into weeks and into months since my hubby and I had a place of our own. Just cannot help but truly miss my sister since the two of us have been inseparable so it seemed before. Even at work, both of us were like a team during our EAMC and LPDH days. People around us would coin us as "The Dancing Pedrosa Sisters", and we would perform anywhere where there are parties - from Las Pinas to Bulacan. My only wish for her is that she follows her own road to happiness the way I followed mine. She deserves only the best in life, as someone with a caring and loving heart would truly deserve. I love you, my dear little sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: OUR SMALL CLAN - Fei Fei Stuff Crazy Beauty papers, N. Noriell swirl ribbons; ALIVE &amp;amp; KICKING - Pimp Your Scrapbook Summer Girls alphas, Lil Missie Jessica Splendor Pop quickpage, Retrodiva Tweet Tweet alphas, AWP Rustic Walk elements; MY SIS I MISS - Sun Happy Place papers, Ramik frame, I. Riordan Funky floral elements, Shabby Princess Harvest Spice journal strip, Candy Jar Chaos Longue elements, AWP Citrus Berry elements, Angela Sharrow Jurassic Art fiber, Shabby Princess Festival alphas)&lt;/span&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/6068670380473995686-3924561869373154467?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3924561869373154467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3924561869373154467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/12/celebrating-with-gavinos.html' title='Celebrating With The Gavinos'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SVdK8a8nOvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0tTvtisHkg0/s72-c/our+small+clan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-7579301420398943409</id><published>2008-12-03T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:47:08.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/STZwMpq3oJI/AAAAAAAAAYU/QnNfnLl_trQ/s1600-h/short+cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275527376157515922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/STZwMpq3oJI/AAAAAAAAAYU/QnNfnLl_trQ/s400/short+cut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been a long time since I last sported a short hair. I remember the days when Demi Moore came up with short hair back in the "Ghost" days. I opted for a less drastic move though and made it not that short but enough to make my hubby smile at my new look. This was just done out on a whim while I was strolling at the 5th level of The Block. Someone from Mary Pauline Salon literally dragged me inside for a haircut. Just took it as a sign that it was indeed probably time for a new look since I entered this new phase of my life a.k.a. "preggy-hood". It turned out just okay, though not as comparable probably to what my favorite hairdresser Richard could whip up with his magic wand/scissors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Christines Designs Flutter quickpage; Sya's Blueprints Sprinkled alphas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-7579301420398943409?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7579301420398943409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7579301420398943409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title='My New Look'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/STZwMpq3oJI/AAAAAAAAAYU/QnNfnLl_trQ/s72-c/short+cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-686067055903859443</id><published>2008-11-26T08:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:12:16.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAK giveaway from Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Attention friends! Sarah is giving away a RAK so better head on to her blog at &lt;a href="http://redoaklines.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://redoaklines.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt; for the details. Bless her generous heart! Happy thanksgiving everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-686067055903859443?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/686067055903859443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/686067055903859443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/rak-giveaway-from-sarah.html' title='RAK giveaway from Sarah'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-4216723568000849656</id><published>2008-11-15T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:16:37.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SR53FdUYt6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/v_HQ0goq8f4/s1600-h/twice+the+joy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268779549723244450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SR53FdUYt6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/v_HQ0goq8f4/s400/twice+the+joy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SR52-XZ1mTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7gecIowolX4/s1600-h/twice+the+joy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268779427876411698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SR52-XZ1mTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7gecIowolX4/s400/twice+the+joy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first attempt to make a double page LO. I just cannot figure out how to align them together bummer! The pics I chose here were taken when my sis and I were godmothers to Vangie's so adorable twins. Her hubby (whose name I cant remember, may he forgive me!) is of European descent. They are just perfect together because both are professional dancers. Vangie, who has been my dad's dance instructress for years, is well-known in the ballroom competition scene. It is during one of the competitions where she met her hubby who was adjudicator. Eversince then, they were inseparable. Now they are blessed with two boys who is a joy to everyone after the ordeal they went through at the NICU for being born 2 months earlier than expected. Welcome boys to the Christian world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: DJE Starburst papers, Jasmin Olya stitches, Elizabeth Quintana Scrapalinquent Beautiful Mess journal, Anemona Classico swirls, Shabby Princesscom Festival alphas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-4216723568000849656?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4216723568000849656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4216723568000849656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-attempt-to-make-double-page-lo.html' title='Double Celebration'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SR53FdUYt6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/v_HQ0goq8f4/s72-c/twice+the+joy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-7412696478658761896</id><published>2008-11-10T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:24:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Weekend in Tagaytay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRfO7vfJ2vI/AAAAAAAAAW8/P9NZ0pM7Ah4/s1600-h/inseparable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266905814987823858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRfO7vfJ2vI/AAAAAAAAAW8/P9NZ0pM7Ah4/s400/inseparable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For another relaxing weekend, hubby and I decided to visit Tagaytay one rainy day just by bus and tricycle/jeep har har har! We stopped by at Taal Vista and had lunch buffet there. The food they serve there was delicious and filling, the staff were very warm and friendly (I particularly like the chef there who was an Obama deadringer I swear!), and the weekend entertainment proved quite a delight with a variety of folk dances I'm pretty sure would be a hit with the tourists and locals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: AB Brackets bragbook, Lorie M Designs word art, ALP SCP paper, C. Schultz Cinnamon Swirl alphas, Nani Brilliants)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRfO0AMuYHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/bR4swEOt7I0/s1600-h/goofy+pair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266905682034974834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRfO0AMuYHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/bR4swEOt7I0/s400/goofy+pair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since it rained a little hard, the oh-so-cool Tagaytay climate transformed us into our goofy selves, and we just started striking crazy poses for the camera. But of course the best part was the cuddling time to keep ourselves warm while viewing Taal Volcano from where we stood. It was such a romantic afternoon. I never knew love can feel this high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Credits: Shabby Princess Moody Blues alphas, Perscale A Ray of Hope elements, Amelie Scrap Essentials papers, CJS Fun frame, Bea Couteur de L'inde Couture stitch, EBDG PJ stitch, Jhosford All My Hearts Ample elements) &lt;/span&gt;&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/6068670380473995686-7412696478658761896?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7412696478658761896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7412696478658761896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-weekend-in-tagaytay.html' title='One Weekend in Tagaytay'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRfO7vfJ2vI/AAAAAAAAAW8/P9NZ0pM7Ah4/s72-c/inseparable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-9073252724019973222</id><published>2008-11-07T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:36:20.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry's Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRPfqD11l7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/cbBW1KlQA5A/s1600-h/loves+long+journey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265798303004858290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRPfqD11l7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/cbBW1KlQA5A/s400/loves+long+journey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This layout has been long overdue since Cherry and Camie settled down a few months ago already. Just couldn't resist the urge to create this for Cherry as she looks so princess-like in her wedding attire. Seen along with her proud mom and dad, she projects the aura of someone totally in love and ready to embark on a lifetime journey with Camie. Wishing always the best for them both, especially to Cherry--someone who embodies beauty inside and out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Dragess quickpage, EM Glass Hearts elements, MZP Friendship element)&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/6068670380473995686-9073252724019973222?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/9073252724019973222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/9073252724019973222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/cherrys-journey.html' title='Cherry&apos;s Journey'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SRPfqD11l7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/cbBW1KlQA5A/s72-c/loves+long+journey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-4173079708756104513</id><published>2008-11-03T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:45:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Japanese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SQ6pQHYqnnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5iLwo_5zDmc/s1600-h/turnin+jap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264331108768194162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SQ6pQHYqnnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5iLwo_5zDmc/s400/turnin+jap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everywhere we go, I find it amusing how a lot of people would mistake my hubby as Japanese....that is until he speaks fluent Tagalog. And they will become more impressed thinking, "whoooaah! a Tagalog-speaking Japanese...coolness!" But in reality my better half is Chinese born in Manila and migrated to America. Now, he considers himself more of American than anything else. The values he has imbibed are purely Westernized now that at times we find it hard to see eye to eye. But as much as we disagree on some things, our love and respect for each other enables us to meet halfway. After giving birth, I will be moving with him to Los Angeles, and the thought of it just makes me anxious thinking of the culture shock I will be faced with. But my love knows I will find the whole experience an eye-opening transformation. As long as he is by my side, I know I will welcome my whole new life with open arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Frene Alexeva Sushi Bar elements, MMD Bamboo papers, Doucer Renivrante by Petit Moineux, Black Glitter Glue alphas, Amelie Scrap Designs Essential elements)&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/6068670380473995686-4173079708756104513?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4173079708756104513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4173079708756104513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/11/turning-japanese.html' title='Turning Japanese'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SQ6pQHYqnnI/AAAAAAAAAWk/5iLwo_5zDmc/s72-c/turnin+jap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8066591037884464679</id><published>2008-10-31T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:27:58.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SQq5TIVv7nI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XhrmQSc5gfg/s1600-h/docs+orders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263222852843204210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SQq5TIVv7nI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XhrmQSc5gfg/s400/docs+orders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I caught my hubby fooling around with my blazer, I felt I just had to capture the moment and make a layout. He really looked like a real doctor wearing my gown (hmmm well except maybe for the shades..hehehe). Just couldn't ask for anything more married to my 24/7 doctor. Just always there to shower me with lots of love and affection---an overdose of kisspirins and yakapsuls! He can sense my aches and pains by just one look, and immediately he would come up with the remedy I need! Love you so much Doc Edison! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: KB journal frame stack, Sal Get Well elements, Joyce Paul Just To Say paper, DS bonus cardboard edge, Gretchen Tripp Birthday Bash ribbon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-8066591037884464679?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8066591037884464679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8066591037884464679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/10/doctor-love.html' title='Doctor Love'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SQq5TIVv7nI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XhrmQSc5gfg/s72-c/docs+orders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8326475224945126677</id><published>2008-09-11T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:48:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On This Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMkdGhlqe8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Fh_S9UlG8pE/s1600-h/to+have+and+to+hold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755238982417346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMkdGhlqe8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Fh_S9UlG8pE/s400/to+have+and+to+hold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On this very special day, as I look into the eyes of my beloved Edison, I just cannot help but shed tears of joy. My voice quivers as i recite to him the promise of my everlasting love and devotion. I tremble and feel overwhelmed with happiness as I hear him boldly recite his promise of forever to me. Right there and then, I have never felt so lucky to have someone whose love for me overfloweth. Despite the odds that incessantly pass our way, our love for each other just shines through. Both of us have given up a lot for each other, and I firmly believe that the future can only be bright and beautiful for us. As the days go by, I can only feel our love growing more and more. Knowing that he is always there by my side, through thick and thin, gives me a feeling of happiness and contentment. Knowing that he is mine for keeps is the greatest gift of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMkc8izOyxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2AvR_bqc6Kc/s1600-h/forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755067509066514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMkc8izOyxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2AvR_bqc6Kc/s400/forever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Credits: TO HAVE AND TO HOLD - Summer Driggs Moments papers, April Cotton Valentine polaroid frame, Mysticato datebits strip, FeiFei stuff pin, Scrapbook Factory Deluxe elements; FOREVER - Thora HOH quickpage, Digi Lover's Addiction word art)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6068670380473995686-8326475224945126677?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8326475224945126677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8326475224945126677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-this-day.html' title='On This Day'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMkdGhlqe8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Fh_S9UlG8pE/s72-c/to+have+and+to+hold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-2082296446663867302</id><published>2008-09-10T17:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:27:12.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeRMPxTbaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Pe7E3TvB57Q/s1600-h/coffee+boyz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244319930674015650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeRMPxTbaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Pe7E3TvB57Q/s400/coffee+boyz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since my honey came back from LA, both of us have been constantly hanging around The Block. Three main reasons why he loves it there so much? -- 1) the mall is freezing cold which makes him quite comfy and helps alleviate the heat rash; 2) the "happy hour" coffee at Gloria Jean's and the free wifi that comes along with it; and 3) the pleasure of the company of our barista friends (Vangie, Fabrice, Maco, and Ian.) Edison loves coffee so much that his morning is not complete without it. He will just have it black and can gulp as much as 3 or more tall cups a day! Being a coffee lover myself, I'm not really that particular with the coffee I'm drinking. Frankly, I'm quite happy with the 3-in-1 we have at home. But to my honey, he speaks of coffee like a poet reciting his poetry with much passion and enthusiasm. He will take your mind to new heights and depths --- and he is just talking about coffee! What a cool guy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeRDXBg0QI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yQDMRaNaTxE/s1600-h/sis+by+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244319778002227458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeRDXBg0QI/AAAAAAAAAPk/yQDMRaNaTxE/s400/sis+by+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Vangie, the Head Barista at Gloria Jean's is one great woman! We instantly had a connection knowing we are both Paulinians. Other than that, astrologically speaking, we are both Earth signs which makes us grounded and realistic (much to the dismay of our guys!) Every time Edison and I would drop by, we would always be welcomed by our barista friends with their warm smiles and greetings. Vangie had been constantly there to see Edison and I fall more and more in love each day, and even during our "down" moments she was there to silently offer comfort and assurance that everything will be okay. On our part, we are just thrilled seeing her bloom in love as the months pass by. Who would imagine a love story can unfold in a coffee shop?! Ours did! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeQ5rxEKOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NcHrG2hqC30/s1600-h/blazing+baristas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244319611771693282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeQ5rxEKOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NcHrG2hqC30/s400/blazing+baristas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fabrice, on the other hand, is one dynamic guy! I find his sense of humor quite loaded with caffeine hehehe! Aside from that, the multiple talents this guy possesses (singing, dancing, acting) makes me wonder why he got into this job in the first place. He will be missed though as he has moved on to greener pastures. These guys really have lots of potential!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: COFFEE BOYZ - Scrappy Cats Eggplant papers, KEKA Isabella alphas; SIS BY HEART - SIC elements, AWP Citrus Berry papers and alphas, Scrapbook Factory Deluxe elements; BLAZING BARISTAS - Little Mrs Liz Designs' Hold It Together quickpage)&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/6068670380473995686-2082296446663867302?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2082296446663867302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2082296446663867302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/09/coffee-lovers.html' title='Coffee Lovers'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SMeRMPxTbaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Pe7E3TvB57Q/s72-c/coffee+boyz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-6921607964169828606</id><published>2008-07-29T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:34:47.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Paper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object codebase="http://macromedia.com/cabs/swflash.cab#version=" height="250" width="250" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="6615"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="6615"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.quizilla.com/templates/QZ2/media/swf/quidget.swf?q_id=645550&amp;amp;q_type=quizzes"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.quizilla.com/templates/QZ2/media/swf/quidget.swf?q_id=645550&amp;amp;q_type=quizzes"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZfKefHbdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jdgvlsGWFXM/s400/baguio+getaway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, the moment both of us have been waiting for - a chance to get away from it all and reward ourselves with a much-deserved R&amp;amp;R. Our Baguio adventure turned out into a little "mis"adventure of sorts - boarding the wrong bus and booking a semi-rundown hotel. But these didn't seem to matter much at all. All I know was I was with my Edison, my knight in shining armor. I knew fully well everything will turn out just fine. It has been years for both of us since we last visited the summer capital and were quite surprised to see lots of changes. Mines View Park still holds a breathtaking view of the neighboring valleys and mountains. An additional delight to the shoppers are the numerous "tiangges". The imposing Mansion is still a favorite picture-taking spot. Other places we went to were Camp John Hay, Burnham Park, Bell Temple, and lots more. Though the sights were already familiar, everything seemed new and different seeing them once more with my honey. Walking with him side by side, hand in hand, I just cant help but feel such immeasurable joy. With him, my eyes open up to all the beauty surrounding us. Indeed, at this point in time, I felt we had our little piece of heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: NBK Froggy papers, Jeanette Bollinger Papillon stitches, Wimpy Chompers She's Beautiful Girly accents, Rlynn Falidays journaling, Shabby Princess SM Word element, Val B Old alphas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZe_HFBm7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/oDJCnlR0T7Q/s1600-h/spread+the+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225968855934933938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZe_HFBm7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/oDJCnlR0T7Q/s400/spread+the+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My honey just manages to surprise and amaze me always with his infectatious glee. So many people just warm up to him in an instant - people of all ages and at any given time and situation. What kind of magic could my dashing debonair hold up in his sleeve that makes him so endearing to everyone! Truly, at the sight of his ever-smiling face and joyous demeanor, the people around can sense goodness and sincerity of heart -- and I tell you, they become hooked! I am always just so proud of him. He constantly teaches and encourages me to be the best I can be - to grab the reigns, to overcome my fears, to throw away my anxeities. Beside him, I feel brave and strong, and that the world is full of infinite possibilities that are up for grabs. Thank you, my love, for always inspiring me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Pirocha Amazing Dream papers, KSKD Rebecca Start elements, AWP Springtime photo corners, Miss Aunt Painted Season elements, RMG Grungetta Revisited elements, RPENN Express Yourself alphas, Mandarin AAC wordart) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZewQteKHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TRQEo97tIoM/s1600-h/honeys+best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225968600822458482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZewQteKHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TRQEo97tIoM/s400/honeys+best.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, our vacation comes with meeting new acquaintances. We met up with Elizabeth, my honey's best friend sa internet chat scene. We "eyeballed" at Don Henrico's over scrumptious buffalo wings, pizza, and pasta and instantly had a connection. Zabeth is prim and proper, very petite, and utterly pleasant and charming. She glows and beams with pride upon talking about her children and the man she loves. In a way, she reminds me of my mom at how she cares for and looks over her kids. She is one cool woman! Though our encounter was only brief, I am looking forward to the next opportunity of meeting up with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Unique Spring Out Loud quickpage, Pixie Queen Pure Love &amp;amp; Happiness elements)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZelolyKMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/i8DQ3Hy04e4/s1600-h/smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225968418254104770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZelolyKMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/i8DQ3Hy04e4/s400/smiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can someone please tell me if really being with your sweetheart all day gives you gas? LOLZ. I swear each and every time, he manages to come up with something fresh and original to make me smile or belt up with uncontrollable laughter! His sense of humor is just so captivating. There are times I would feel guilty for making him sad during my grumpy moments, because I know he doesn't deserve that at all. Here is a list of some of the things he does that make me flash my smile: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when he imitates my grumpy face by askewing his pointy lips on one side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. when he eats voraciously his favorite dishes at Gerry's Grille, Mann Hann, Yoshinoya, Kamay Kainan, Congo Grille, Aristocrat, Dencio's (we just love to eat!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. when he encourages me to rub rub rub his tummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. when he acts and dances crazy in public&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. when he exagerrates his Californian twang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. when he falls asleep on my shoulder while watching a movie and snores (i love this!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. when he hugs me tight and whispers "I love you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. when our gazes lock and he smiles reassuringly at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are lots more but then the list would go on and on. He says he will never get tired of making me smile, and that all of his sweet and funny ways will never cease until we grow old. I believe him. He says that my eyes and my smile are beautiful. As the song goes, "If you say my eyes are beautiful, it's because they're looking at you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: MCO Hullaballoo papers, DMK Scrapkit HD elements, AWP Citrus Berry buttons, Pretty in Pink kit, AWP Chloe elements, WG Into The Mystic element)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZeabmHEaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kt2nFEsYmVE/s1600-h/flowers4me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225968225787253154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZeabmHEaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kt2nFEsYmVE/s400/flowers4me.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Receiving flowers from my honey is such a delightful surprise! Holding it and just looking at how tender and sweet the red rose buds look symbolizes our deep love and respect for each other. Like these flowers, our love needs to be constantly tended for it to weather the storms and make it blossom to its full beauty. In the two months since he came back from the States, both of us felt sure that everything will soon be in its proper place. Yet, the trials keep on knocking on our door only to challenge us once more. And though the ultimate moment we have been waiting for isn't yet to come, we hold onto one another and pray that very soon, everything that we long and desire for will eventually happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Three quickpage, MS Felt alphas, Titch Taba alpha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZeOv-SOnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fF1RafEzJL4/s1600-h/so+happy+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225968025098926706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZeOv-SOnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fF1RafEzJL4/s400/so+happy+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For now, we just settle for the contentment of how truly happy we are being together wherever we are - be it in Baguio or Tagaytay, in the malls, inside the movie theatre, or in just one private corner at Gloria Jean's at The Block sipping our brewed coffee and planning for our future. Back then, I thought I was happy just being alone and going about my daily work grind. I know now that my true happiness is in being with my soulmate Edison, the one who completes and complements my entirety. The feeling is inexplicable - an admixture of exhilirating emotions that cannot be measured but can only be shared to the people around us. We are like a walking billboard for true happiness! Spread the love - that is what living and loving is all about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Ateets Sun Porch papers, Val Js Chipboard elements, Edeline word stripes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-6156521750038186171?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6156521750038186171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6156521750038186171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweetest-escape.html' title='The Sweetest Escape'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SIZfKefHbdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/jdgvlsGWFXM/s72-c/baguio+getaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-7938957338785939072</id><published>2008-06-04T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:44:51.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet and Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajmU8RxWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pZx4r3c6I4U/s1600-h/reunited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208029897952445794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajmU8RxWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pZx4r3c6I4U/s400/reunited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In less than 3 months' time I was back in the arms of my honey! Love as sweet as this cannot top anything else. My heart pounds and my whole being trembles just by his mere presence. His tight hugs and soft voice always reassure me that everything will be just fine despite the "bittersweet" moments. If only time would stand still so that I would be forever gazing at his calm and sweet face, forever wrapped in this magical world the two of us exist in. Indeed, even the greatest of loves are tested through life's obstacles. My only prayer is that we will be armed with patience, understanding, and perseverance to see our love through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajdFDcGfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JJFTul1XEjQ/s1600-h/closer%26closer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208029739068692978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajdFDcGfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JJFTul1XEjQ/s400/closer%26closer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My love never fails to shower my loved ones with the same affection he gives to me. And though this can be received differently, he is still steadfast and sincere with his intentions. It was a happy moment for me seeing us together at a family reunion held at Dampa Macapagal - my honey along with my dad, mom, sis, friends, and the rest of the Pedrosa clan. I was so proud of him that day as he warmed his way to the other people. For sure, this is the start of good things to come, as he inches his way closer and closer to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajJp-N8UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrN3fzil-DI/s1600-h/jusr+chilling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208029405381521730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajJp-N8UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrN3fzil-DI/s400/jusr+chilling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His love for me is unquestionably so true! To give up what he had going abroad just to be with me is a feat that only the brave dare tread. Indeed when love strikes us, there are no second thoughts as to the steps one would take just to be with the love of your life. Giving up his stable, sane life in LA just to be here in this jungle (in the peak of summer! lolz) is really no joke. And it's something that I dont take for granted (though I may not be too showy about it) ;) In the coming months, I feel that our love will continually be tested. But I know deep in my heart that despite the obstacles we encounter, our love will pass the test of time. I just love him so much - with all my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: REUNITED: Nuit Dorce quickpage, M. Soblitz Make Your Own alphas; CLOSER &amp;amp; CLOSER: LLC My Guy Stickit quickpage; JUST CHILLING: Kid Couture quickpage, Jean alphas, FR Little Miss Moon Trombone elements, Flergs VC Sampler elements)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-7938957338785939072?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7938957338785939072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7938957338785939072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweet-and-bittersweet.html' title='Sweet and Bittersweet'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SEajmU8RxWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pZx4r3c6I4U/s72-c/reunited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-2957482475371356208</id><published>2008-05-24T23:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:19:03.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to The Ark and The Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_cml-O7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/iRlaoVK9nqE/s1600-h/all+the+birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203979130055310258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_cml-O7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/iRlaoVK9nqE/s400/all+the+birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_U2l-O6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/WxWM2Cy_9v8/s1600-h/enter+the+ark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203978996911324066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_U2l-O6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/WxWM2Cy_9v8/s400/enter+the+ark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_Mml-O5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/KCY-cqN52Fo/s1600-h/taste+of+the+ocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203978855177403282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_Mml-O5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/KCY-cqN52Fo/s400/taste+of+the+ocean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_BGl-O4I/AAAAAAAAAN0/MAxsjqPQABU/s1600-h/lost+in+the+ocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203978657608907650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_BGl-O4I/AAAAAAAAAN0/MAxsjqPQABU/s400/lost+in+the+ocean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg-xml-O3I/AAAAAAAAANs/ILrn0pzk8tI/s1600-h/under+the+sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203978391320935282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg-xml-O3I/AAAAAAAAANs/ILrn0pzk8tI/s400/under+the+sea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, my sis and I decided to go on an animal trip, like checking out Ark of Avalon and going to The Ocean Park soft opening. It was our first time in the Ark, and we earlier had some misgivings going there due to an aired complaint by a parent whose child was said to be bitten by the albino snake. My sis felt a little daring and wanted to see the snake herself up close and personal. It was really a cool thing seeing the snake nestled on her back while holding both ends with her hands. Way to go sis! This sort of encouraged me to take pictures with the falcon using special thick gloves so that its claws wont injure my arm. Geez it was heavy, but it felt great! There is also an area on the 2nd floor where the kids for sure will have a great time feeding the bunnies and the rest of the animals. As for Ocean Park, there are still areas under construction and we sorta felt "bitin" and that it wasnt worth the entrance fee. Nevertheless, we still were in awe with the vast variety of aquatic animals that we just took pics like crazy - only to be scolded by the staff for forgetting to turn off the camera flash ehehehe. In general, the park looks promising, and we definitely wont have second thoughts going back there again to see the rest of it in its completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: A TASTE OF THE OCEAN: Onder Water papers and elements, Scrapdoll elements, Redju bow freebie, Instrose Scrapsational elements, NBK Chocolate frames; ENTER THE ARK: NBK Fake Fur quickpage, Cheetah alphas, MJV Forever Memories alphas; ALL THE BIRDS: Summer Driggs Moments paper, Shabby Princess fibers, A. Heimann bracket, Limerick Chrome alphas; LOST IN THE OCEAN: Salget Well papers, SBS AML papers, Mhulshoff overlay; UNDER THE SEA: Aquarium quickpage by Moune, Famaure Cashimire frame, Fraisinette Heureux button)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-2957482475371356208?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2957482475371356208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2957482475371356208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-ark-and-ocean.html' title='Trip to The Ark and The Ocean'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SDg_cml-O7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/iRlaoVK9nqE/s72-c/all+the+birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3854313859347430465</id><published>2008-05-05T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:49:26.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 375px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-3c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782130482236&amp;amp;site=widget-3c.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782130482236&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3c.slide.com/p1/216172782130482236/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782130482236&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3c.slide.com/p2/216172782130482236/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This guy, Andrew aka Andres aka Eks, has been our family friend for years na, spanning for more than a decade. He has been Mom's ever loyal friend/dance instructor since he was 18! They have been seen strutting their stuff at Harmony, Black Betty, Bike's, and Miss O. And on his 32nd birthday last March, we just couldnt resist celebrating it. The place he suggested was at the Macapagal Dampa just opposite mom's favorite WangWang tiangge shops. It was our first time to be there, and we found this dampa a cut above the rest among the ones we have previously gone to. All the seafood you can imagine! Dad was in fish-heaven as these are his main staples (along with fruits and veggies) rather than chicken, pork, or beef. Mom, however, went crab-crazy and for a few hours forgot about her pending blood chemistry examination. With the numerous restaurants around, each and every one's gustatory cravings are surely to be satisfied. The lunch we ordered seemed fit to feed more than a dozen peeps, but we were only just 5 haha! so you can imagine the look of surprise (and envy) on the peeps at nearby tables hungrily waiting for their orders ahihihi. Just cant wait to take my honey and my friends here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: DANCING V-DAY AWAY: EBDG Clearing Skies paper, ZicZac Desirena fibers, K. Schmidt Mini Heartthrob elements, Jeanette Bollinger Papillon stitches, MCA painted frame, Lovely Pink alphas by Choukette; DANCE PARTNERS: SKD Rose Cottage quickpage, R. Tin Designs paper, Storybook Romance alphas, Fashion Colors gold elements; BIRTHDAY WISHES: Souffle quickpage, Cottage Arts Hope Ornate word art, Famaura Cashimire flower elements, NBV Vintage Gerbera elements; FILLED TO THE BRIM: Cmentz paper, Lisa West Megakit papers, Cottage Arts Scrap Edge Swirl white overlay, Country Chic journal; 2 OF A KIND: FR L'etang de Jade frame, Chaos Lounge doodle, V. Lim One Reason paper, Lazy Kitty elements, SP Com Festival alphas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-3854313859347430465?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3854313859347430465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3854313859347430465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/05/moms-day.html' title='Andrew&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-1450467791947424217</id><published>2008-05-02T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:43:37.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Alby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SBn2opG4A5I/AAAAAAAAANk/GWxs2kdzwfw/s1600-h/the+tie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195454823238468498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SBn2opG4A5I/AAAAAAAAANk/GWxs2kdzwfw/s400/the+tie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my take on Alby's 5-4-3-2-1-Zero layout which she posted about a month ago. My inspiration here is no other than the love of my life, Edison and the tie I gave him on Valentine's day. To be honest, what do I know about guy's ties, LOLZ! It is sort of a challenge to think up what to give your man, so I just went along with my instincts and bought this nice-looking tie which seemed to elegantly lie in its sturdy wooden box in one corner at Rustan's Department Store. It just warms my heart to hear him so happy upon receiving it! He tells me that the blue and yellow colors are just right for his suit, and that they somehow resemble "gold bars" which to him would imply luck in fortune. I do hope it would bring him a lot of luck! :) A few more days now and I will soon be seeing him again. I am just thrilled at the thought of us being reunited once more, and this time being together for keeps! I love you so much Edison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Digitreats Jump ABC Grungy Solids paper, CMS Painted Doodles, Norcutt elements, K. Agard blue chipboard symbol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-1450467791947424217?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1450467791947424217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1450467791947424217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-by-alby.html' title='Tagged by Alby'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SBn2opG4A5I/AAAAAAAAANk/GWxs2kdzwfw/s72-c/the+tie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-2105959354129955947</id><published>2008-04-09T22:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:24:46.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benign Days at VFP-OPC Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782130050232&amp;amp;site=widget-b8.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782130050232&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p1/216172782130050232/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782130050232&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p2/216172782130050232/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most days at VFP-OPC laboratory are said to be benign, but I guess nothing can top this! So what better way to make the most out of this than to ...... convert the facility into a beauty parlor hahaha! Most willing subject was our dear Nancy who wanted to tame her wavy hair with the "plantsa" under the expertise of our resident beauticians led by Myra and assisted by Jing Jing. So the makeover took only a few minutes which yielded good results based on the look of satisfaction by our "only" customer. Pero may pahabol pang next customer though... si Aaron, Jing's super cute son! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: BENIGN: lifted from Random Thoughts LO of Danielle Titus using I. Riordan Funky Floral papers, K. Lewis flutter tape, Tickled silver swirl, Aby flow stitch; GOING STRAIGHT: lifted from Self-Portrait LO of Holly McCraig using Pillowgirl My Blue Heart papers, Fraisinette Heureux elements, SPCom journal elements; NEXT CUSTOMER: Elembas Dove quickpage, Aqua Appeal elements)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/6068670380473995686-2105959354129955947?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2105959354129955947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2105959354129955947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/04/benign-days-at-vfp-opc-lab.html' title='Benign Days at VFP-OPC Lab'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-9144033945369807696</id><published>2008-04-03T20:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:41:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing My Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-27.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="400" width="425" style="width:425px;height:400px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-27.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782130007591&amp;site=widget-27.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=216172782130007591&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-27.slide.com/p1/216172782130007591/ms_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=216172782130007591&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-27.slide.com/p2/216172782130007591/ms_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In the nearly 2 months my honey has been away, the days just rolled on seemingly incomplete and mundane despite being swamped with duties at work and errands to run. Not a day, or minute (or millisecond even) passes by without me thinking of him. My thoughts would often drift back to that magical day at Coffee Bean and the sweet days that followed. Sometimes I would chide myself for being dazed, as if daydreaming and walking on air most of the time, even in the middle of a meeting. haha! Can you blame me? Im in love...at 37! tee hee hee. Talk about late bloomers! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My honey has made himself busy as a bee though, travelling from one place to another but never ever failing to bridge the distance through whatever medium you can imagine - internet, mobile phone, landline - even the courier! Those are the moments which I always look forward to every single day - seeing his cute face with his sweet smile on the webcam, or just hearing his cheerful and reassuring voice on the phone. One moment he is in Hawaii spending precious time with his best buddies, his precious boys Graham and Jonson; another minute he is in Seattle with his sweet and charming mom and his sister; and also meeting up with friends in between stops; AND still gathering enough energy to attend to work. Wow! Where does he get his energy?! He is just like the Energizer Bunny! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Viewing all the pics he has sent me has filled me with an aching longing. Oh how my heart desires to be with him each and every day. All i know deep in my heart is that one day that time will come when everything will happen the way things are meant to be. Indeed, the future looks bright!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits:  Spring Breeze paper by Andrea Dickinson, Karen Lewis "Breathe" Collection paper, Hooked on Books paper by Mikkel Paige, Elisa's Bite "Oceanic Sentinence" paper, Bows Boucles by Redju Designs, Busy Bee MTD quickpage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-9144033945369807696?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/9144033945369807696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/9144033945369807696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/04/missing-my-honey.html' title='Missing My Honey'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-6267534298387618039</id><published>2008-03-16T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:11:56.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Pisces Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R90lGs1HPfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VTd5IxJIGvA/s1600-h/timeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178335943589314034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R90lGs1HPfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VTd5IxJIGvA/s400/timeless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This poem which I got from a post online is lovingly dedicated to my Pisces man, Edison. I love you so much, my HoneyBee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear and wise old soul, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fate has united us once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to deny our purpose here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what I see in your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I was sent to reveal to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The inquisitive open mind you possess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps you came to teach me how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to live more in the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And let tomorrow matter less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I really have to tell you?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That sensitive side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one you try to hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm afraid, I suspect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has long ago guessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The secret yearning of my higher self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one where I wished desperately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be able to show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My deep-running feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the unfeeling world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My logical and rational mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is telling me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through the mutual smile we share,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life had already taken a new twist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long before we began to care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am puzzled by your tortured depths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet I linger at the edge of interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I admire your bold advances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet my Leo-ness couldn't stand your flirty nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I revel in our brief contact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet I miss the solid moments of past we don't share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel myself comparing your every aspect to others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Measuring our long-term potential &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I know it's not fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, I'll let this path take me where it will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not fighting fated currents, simply letting pleasure flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-6267534298387618039?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6267534298387618039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6267534298387618039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-my-pisces-man.html' title='To My Pisces Man'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R90lGs1HPfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VTd5IxJIGvA/s72-c/timeless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-7204277387719538807</id><published>2008-03-02T22:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:35:28.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovestruck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SBMQmpG4A4I/AAAAAAAAANc/AhRMutWxZRo/s1600-h/arnie%26edison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193513051344077698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SBMQmpG4A4I/AAAAAAAAANc/AhRMutWxZRo/s400/arnie%26edison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R8rFvYpVMjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/J20tZVOGJ1c/s1600-h/i+love+him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173164539848766002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R8rFvYpVMjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/J20tZVOGJ1c/s400/i+love+him.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February for me back then was just like any other month, a time in between festive months of December/January and the spiritual Holy Week months. But by some twist of fate, February of this year turned out to be so magical.....why so? I was struck by Cupid's arrow! and oh what a joy it is to fall in love with someone whom you feel you have known all your life despite the distance and time. Meeting Edison again after 10 years has brought joy so overwhelming that there's not enough words to exactly describe it. He has swept me off my feet....I am so in love with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: SE Weekend Freebie papers, ALP Fanciful Fun elements)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R8rFh4pVMiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/srI40pFHjHk/s1600-h/in+good+company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173164307920532002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R8rFh4pVMiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/srI40pFHjHk/s400/in+good+company.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had mixed feelings upon meeting Edison again after so many years. Feelings of excitement to see him again and feelings of anxiety of him seeing me and how i have changed through the years. Meeting place was at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf at Gateway one Friday after work. When he showed up, I felt so ecstatic! He gave me a warm and tight hug, the kind that I so have longed for, and it just felt like I was warped into another dimension, but more so, it felt like i was home. It was like we were the only people in the cafe as we did a lot of catching up with me sipping my favorite Chai Tea Latte and him with his brewed coffee. The time seemed to pass by so fast and we just felt it was never enough. Deep in my heart and soul, I wish this could go on forever....being together, talking about stuff, even not talking at all and just gazing at one another, sharing our joys and sorrows, talking about tomorrow and how beautiful life can be. Oh such sweet bliss to be with the one you love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Venezia Scrap &amp;amp; Smile with Eugenia Stupak, Violine Design July, SC Dolce torn papers, Ateets Sunporch papers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R8rFUIpVMhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JeKNccsw7eA/s1600-h/my+life+my+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173164071697330706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R8rFUIpVMhI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JeKNccsw7eA/s400/my+life+my+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next chapter of our love story has yet to unfold. For now, life continues to be sweet and blissful! I have never felt so truly blessed with a love to call my own, and everyday i am just so thankful for this gift. Edison, you are always in my thoughts and prayers. Looking forward to that special day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Phillsboo Latte Kisses QP, Jayden's Mom elements)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-7204277387719538807?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7204277387719538807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7204277387719538807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/03/lovestruck.html' title='Lovestruck'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/SBMQmpG4A4I/AAAAAAAAANc/AhRMutWxZRo/s72-c/arnie%26edison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-6480201972239361971</id><published>2008-02-27T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:03:00.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Chikai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iaSQLHWRMlc/R7-tGoLOumI/AAAAAAAACD4/FXsFkovs0WY/s1600-h/domino.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the same tag from Chikay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you ladies for including me in your tag list! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule: Copy the entire list and add your name at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tag at least 5 friends.&lt;a href="http://bloggerhappy.com/"&gt;Thea is {bloggerhappy.com}&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://childstar.bloggerhappy.com/"&gt;Childstar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://michael-espinosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thea.bloggerhappy.com/"&gt;My Scrappy Side&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://howellabie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mbaviso.com/aggie"&gt;Aggie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://alphadf.com/"&gt;Alpha ~ because life is fun&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://alphadf.11penguin.net/"&gt;Alpha’s blog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gaple.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apple&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://apsnjunn.com/"&gt;Apols&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://jacsoriano.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jacqui&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://janemking.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://jodyliwanag.com/"&gt;Jody&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://myblog.joyreyes.com/"&gt;Joy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://100percentkelly.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mich-magbag.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mich&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylifeispeachy.com/"&gt;Peachy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://digiscrapz.com/"&gt;cherryrose02&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://blogsilog.com/"&gt;Blogsilog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mycomfyzone.com/"&gt;Cherry&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://chikai.bravejournal.com/"&gt;Chikai&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://blogsilog.i.ph/"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt; Arnie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-6480201972239361971?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6480201972239361971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6480201972239361971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-by-chikai.html' title='Tagged by Chikai'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3814331183664721325</id><published>2008-02-27T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:56:33.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Cel</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by&lt;a href="http://sanden2007-ourlifetogether.blogspot.com/"&gt; Cel&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the rules. Read on...&lt;br /&gt;A: The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;B: Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;C: At the end of the post, the player then tags 3 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago: I attended my very first eyeball where i met my love, Edison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1. work at LPDH&lt;br /&gt;2. drop by Apollo lab&lt;br /&gt;3. read slides at Clinica Caritas&lt;br /&gt;4. report at BPH&lt;br /&gt;5. pass by PKDF&lt;br /&gt;6. type reports&lt;br /&gt;7. chat with Edison (save the best for last!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would do if I were suddenly made a billionaire: would donate a portion to charity, would place a portion for time deposit, and will use MOST to travel around the world with my loved ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. i worry a lot even if there's nothing to worry about&lt;br /&gt;2. i embrace total chaos for some time&lt;br /&gt;3. i sleep a lot during the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Las Pinas City&lt;br /&gt;2. Sta. Catalina Ladies Dorm&lt;br /&gt;3. Cubao,QC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs that I have had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Medical Technologist&lt;br /&gt;2. General Practitioner&lt;br /&gt;3. Pathologist&lt;br /&gt;4. Medical transcriptionist&lt;br /&gt;5. Amateur fortune teller (HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things people don't know about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love to play Percussion Master at Timezone&lt;br /&gt;2. Im a frustrated stage actress&lt;br /&gt;3. I can wiggle both my ears voluntarily&lt;br /&gt;4. Im addicted to sweets!&lt;br /&gt;5. I play classical music (piano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tagging anyone at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-3814331183664721325?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3814331183664721325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3814331183664721325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-by-cel.html' title='Tagged by Cel'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-4216997819597804660</id><published>2008-02-27T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:42:42.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Me-Anne</title><content type='html'>You must post the rules before you give your answers. You must list one fact about yourself for each letter of your middle name. Each fact must begin with that letter. If you don't have a middle name, just use your maiden name. After you've been tagged, you need to up-date your blog with your middle name and answers. At the end of your post, you need to tag one person for each letter of your middle name. (Be sure to leave them a comment telling them they've been tagged and need to read your blog for details).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I used my middle name GAVINO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Good-natured most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Antukin! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Voluminous in size hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Ice cream lover! yeah Haagen Dahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Nibbler of junk food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - Oprah wannabe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm not considering tagging anyone yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-4216997819597804660?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4216997819597804660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4216997819597804660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-by-me-anne.html' title='Tagged by Me-Anne'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-2479763079502116975</id><published>2008-02-05T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:45:16.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geez Louise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h043eXxrI/AAAAAAAAALU/PrMYs7JGCfM/s1600-h/my+louise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163505493093107378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h043eXxrI/AAAAAAAAALU/PrMYs7JGCfM/s400/my+louise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhay and her precious miracle! It really is amazing how motherhood can add a special glow to one's persona, how it can inspire someone to achieve the seemingly unachievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Aby Designs Flower Fantasy; Between The Days by Pride Flower's Kit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h0qneXxqI/AAAAAAAAALM/J9sLAahU29I/s1600-h/daddys+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163505248279971490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h0qneXxqI/AAAAAAAAALM/J9sLAahU29I/s400/daddys+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As for Aldrin, taking care of baby while mom is at work can prove quite a workout! Louise is one lucky baby to be wrapped around everyone's love and care. Will u just gaze at that look of satisfaction! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: All For Love Design Jade papers; {Jen}spiration alphas by Vicki Stegall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h0d3eXxpI/AAAAAAAAALE/76iVm1kCd4o/s1600-h/dream+big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163505029236639378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h0d3eXxpI/AAAAAAAAALE/76iVm1kCd4o/s400/dream+big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I totally love this pic of her dreaming of something really nice. Her aunt Jovie and young naughty uncles just couldnt resist the urge to dress her up and take pics of her wearing glasses while sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Be Audacious Designs Round N' Round)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h0J3eXxoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HUZMxAP_3Ws/s1600-h/favorite+niece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163504685639255682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h0J3eXxoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HUZMxAP_3Ws/s400/favorite+niece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Friday, Jovie, our chief med tech at Veterans Outpatient Center showed me pics of her niece -- my future inaanak, Louise. What can I say! She is just soooooooo cute like her mom, her tita, and of course her future ninang hahaha! Gabrielle Louise is said to be her name on the birth certificate, Louise to the Mendez family, and for me personally, Gabi! Jovie was quite the ever doting auntie, so proud of her niece that it seemed the memory of her celphone is near full capacity from seemingly endless pics of her pamangkin. Grabbed a few pics and made special LOs for them which i do hope they'll like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Credits: Shabby Princess Into The Groove QP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-2479763079502116975?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2479763079502116975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2479763079502116975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/02/geez-louise.html' title='Geez Louise!'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R6h043eXxrI/AAAAAAAAALU/PrMYs7JGCfM/s72-c/my+louise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8501115138908952718</id><published>2008-01-26T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:29:58.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gamers Event!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782128648522&amp;amp;site=widget-4a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128648522&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p1/216172782128648522/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128648522&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p2/216172782128648522/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2 weeks ago, my sis and I were accidentally in a gaming event at SM Mall of Asia. It was the launch of the newest Level Up game, Lineage II. To be honest, i have no idea what it was all about - the only PC games i am familiar with are Jewel Quest II, Bejeweled, and Text Twist hehehe. I just went along with my hyped up sis who is a true blue gamer since the pre-Atari days. We just glided along the booths not bothering to line up for the freebies, checked out the Razer accessories for sale (which is #1 on my sister's wish list then), took pictures with the Cosplayers, and then watched the gamers totally into their thing! Then 2 days after, we were at Trinoma for the Philippine Online Gamers Summit which is a bigger event. I was like asking myself "what the hell am i doing here?!?!" LOLZ. But it was kinda fun observing the people (mostly guys!) around us. I even bumped into a surgeon friend of mine who was as hooked to this gaming thing as the rest. Oh well after being saturated the whole afternoon from seeing Ragnarok, War Rock, and Lineage, I still settled for my tournament mode Jewel Quest II at the end of the day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-8501115138908952718?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8501115138908952718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8501115138908952718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/01/gamers-event.html' title='Gamers Event!'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-509306353754823441</id><published>2008-01-21T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:17:50.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing Christmas with Lola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4hMSDTRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YNVYFfwUVek/s1600-h/siblings+unite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157950353618193682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4hMSDTRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YNVYFfwUVek/s400/siblings+unite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fondest memories as a kid were the weekends we spent at Lola's which is a few houses away from ours in Las Pinas City. Sundays, my sis and i would look forward to taste lola's home-cooked meals and super delicious chicken soup! But as the years rolled on, our family relocated to Quezon City near the place where my sis and i trained for our future work. and Sundays were replaced with trips to the crowded malls where we gobbled processed food and replaced meaningful conversations with trips to the movie theater to find temporary solace with fictional characters. Oh how we missed lola so much! She turned 92 last September 6, and though Lolo beat her to the Better Place earlier, she is still happy to be with her 3 children - my kikay mom (71), my prim and proper Tita Ellie (61), and my goofy-techie Tito Ed (51).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For this LO i used Jessica D's Shiver papers and elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4UMSDTQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9jDXxaFmlO0/s1600-h/christmas+with+the+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157950130279894274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4UMSDTQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9jDXxaFmlO0/s400/christmas+with+the+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has always been girl power in our small family! The only guys are my dad and my 2 uncles. I have 3 other cousins from my mother's side who are likewise femmes! sa father's side -- guess what? he is an only child! hehehe. i guess for all of us gals, the ultimate role model is our Lola, who despite being weak at her age, still possesses that back made of steel - ever persevering despite life's challenges and can always manage to smile radiantly even though the world seems cruel and tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* For this LO i used NBK christmas papers and April Cotton's My Xmas Glass Brads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4F8SDTPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/joYLeK2sH1s/s1600-h/older+and+wiser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157949885466758386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4F8SDTPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/joYLeK2sH1s/s400/older+and+wiser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another addition to the girl power in the family is Lola's ever patient and dedicated caregiver, Prima. I would say that Prima is heaven-sent! Quite a lot had given up taking care of my Lola, but this petite young woman managed to warm her way into Lola's cold exterior. Our family is just so lucky to have her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This LO is a quick page from Flerg's Deacon's Closet Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-509306353754823441?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/509306353754823441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/509306353754823441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/01/reminiscing-christmas-with-lola.html' title='Reminiscing Christmas with Lola'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R5S4hMSDTRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YNVYFfwUVek/s72-c/siblings+unite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3660969612640936373</id><published>2008-01-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:47:19.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For my godchild, Bea</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782128564826&amp;amp;site=widget-5a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128564826&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/p1/216172782128564826/un_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128564826&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/p2/216172782128564826/un_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more than honored to be godmother to my best friend's second baby, Bea. It has been quite a while when their firstborn Bennet was followed by this "sorta unexpected" bundle of joy. Judging from my friend's aura, I would say that everything has fallen into its right place. She exhibits the glow of a happy and contented woman. My sis and I were likewise glad to see my other kabarkadas from med school, Joy and Peter. We did a lot of catching up during the reception at Max's QC Circle, and it seemed the 2 hours weren't enough. Looking forward to see them again on Bea's first birthday! Wishing you a lifetime full of blessings Bea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-3660969612640936373?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3660969612640936373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3660969612640936373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-my-godchild-bea.html' title='For my godchild, Bea'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3654679408189487493</id><published>2008-01-08T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:18:58.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relocating Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OUG8SDTJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k1L4WwqnH7I/s1600-h/my+own+little+attic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153125245623946386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OUG8SDTJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k1L4WwqnH7I/s400/my+own+little+attic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My folks and I dropped by at Alabang to see our soon-to-be-new-home. We will be relocating there in 3 months' time, and I just cant wait to adourn my attic corner with all my scrap stuff! At last, my very own scrap space! Gone are my nomad ways! For this LO, i used FR elements and papers which i got from DigiFree. Other embellies i got from Art Explosion Scrapbook Factory software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OT88SDTII/AAAAAAAAAJs/E6Rfxq_y0z4/s1600-h/future+looks+bright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153125073825254530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OT88SDTII/AAAAAAAAAJs/E6Rfxq_y0z4/s400/future+looks+bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course i wasnt the only one excited about the attic. My sis will have her very own corner in the attic for her graphic art work and online gaming. And working in the same room with her might finally make her get into scrapping too! she should u know, coz if it wasnt for her giving me a scrapbook and starter kit on my birthday eons ago i wouldnt have become this hooked! This LO is courtesy of Kawounette QP i got from DigiFree in addition to elements from the Art Explosion Scrapbook Factory software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OTycSDTHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Az-SwBNEyBc/s1600-h/marbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153124893436628082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OTycSDTHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Az-SwBNEyBc/s400/marbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To my mom's dismay (who is not a pet lover!), a stray kitten just appeared out of nowhere and tagged along with us as we toured the entire house. It was really a funny thing cause instantly i felt we had a connection that without batting an eyelash, i named her "Marbles" cause she reminded me of Goldilocks Chocolate Marbles that time. bwahahaha all i can think of is FOOD shame on me! Oh well, i dont know if we will still be seeing more of Marbles by March/April, but i am thankful the short time she was with us has brought me inexplicable glee! I added in this LO NBK spring papers and NBK muttertags from DigiFree along with elements from Art Explosion Scrapbook Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-3654679408189487493?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3654679408189487493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3654679408189487493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/01/relocating-soon.html' title='Relocating Soon'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R4OUG8SDTJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k1L4WwqnH7I/s72-c/my+own+little+attic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8593573459676757258</id><published>2008-01-04T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:18:43.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parties, Parties, and More Parties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-2f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=lt&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782128412719&amp;amp;site=widget-2f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128412719&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2f.slide.com/p1/216172782128412719/lt_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128412719&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2f.slide.com/p2/216172782128412719/lt_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So one party after another i finally discover that i can simply ignore food. there were several times that i find the sight of it rather repulsive than inviting. hehehe. all i wanna eat is fruit salad! which is exactly what i indulged in at the Paranaque Doctors Hospital Christmas party. had loads of fun with the games and videoke challenges, and of course the neverending Papaya dance showdown. i think im fully saturated with parties though. Im not a party animal, you see. I would rather stay home and read a good book, watch videos, or scrap. hmmm but come to think of it, if it werent for these parties, what would i be scrapping about! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-8593573459676757258?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8593573459676757258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8593573459676757258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/01/parties-parties-and-more-parties.html' title='Parties, Parties, and More Parties!'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8523611532389310527</id><published>2008-01-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:03:54.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPCP Christmas party/reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uIEMSDTCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IzkgR4_clfw/s1600-h/reunited+at+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150860204426087458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uIEMSDTCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IzkgR4_clfw/s400/reunited+at+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was just so thrilled to be with my kabarkadas from high school. its my first time to see them after soooo many years as they were not present in the previous SPCP gatherings. I was soooo relieved knowing that i wasnt the only one still in single status hehehe. this is just half of the group since the others are living abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uH18SDTBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hw1xiifAlvs/s1600-h/color+our+SPCP+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150859959612951570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uH18SDTBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hw1xiifAlvs/s400/color+our+SPCP+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the whole idea was to come wearing the color of your section, so u can just imagine how colorful we all were. and winners that night with most attendance was section blue! there were loads of gimiks too like santa hats for section red, gold-glittered balloons for section gold, green teddy pins for section green. food and gifts were overflowing kaya all left with wide grins on their faces. i pity the kids and hubbies who were brought along though. i felt they were kinda shocked seeing their wives/moms in their worst behaviour that night. LOLZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uHq8SDTAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DTv_oMqiTA8/s1600-h/christmas+a+million+miles+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150859770634390530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uHq8SDTAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DTv_oMqiTA8/s400/christmas+a+million+miles+away.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our sisters abroad never fail to keep us posted with their holiday celebrations. a few days after our reunion, they also held their night of partying! im pretty sure they turned heads that day. good thing hubbies weren't around. tee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uHbsSDS_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/BoXXDVEjZMg/s1600-h/4Red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150859508641385458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uHbsSDS_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/BoXXDVEjZMg/s400/4Red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as for section Red, all i can say is that we are sooooo cool! and the main mover and shaker here was Chen of course. without her, we might have won Least in Attendance. by the end of the day, despite being drained from endless nights of recruiting members and party preparations, Chen still managed to be in her jolly self, endlessly taking pics and entertaining all of us. this group rocks!&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/6068670380473995686-8523611532389310527?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8523611532389310527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8523611532389310527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2008/01/spcp-christmas-partyreunion.html' title='SPCP Christmas party/reunion'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3uIEMSDTCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IzkgR4_clfw/s72-c/reunited+at+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-1996950515582471122</id><published>2007-12-27T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:02:43.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housekeeping at Columns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3OglMSDS-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ezb---AlD4g/s1600-h/housekeeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148635359827151842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3OglMSDS-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ezb---AlD4g/s400/housekeeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My first few attempts at digi scrapping! i owe this inspiration to Khei after checking out her blog and viewing her great digi LOs. its really fun doing these, though i have to admit it doesnt have the "wow" effect compared to what others have done hehehe! its less messy, less prone to errors, and most of all....LESS EXPENSIVE! ahihihi. but of course will still pursue traditional scrapping..nothing can beat that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-1996950515582471122?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1996950515582471122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1996950515582471122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/housekeeping-at-columns.html' title='Housekeeping at Columns'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3OglMSDS-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ezb---AlD4g/s72-c/housekeeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-3286806604874694121</id><published>2007-12-27T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:43:10.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007 at Bulacan Provincial Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-25.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782128395813&amp;amp;site=widget-25.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128395813&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p1/216172782128395813/un_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782128395813&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p2/216172782128395813/un_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really love Christmas parties, but 2 parties in one night (one in Bulacan and the other in Paranaque) is enough to stress me out. I told myself that just after our dance number, i will just rush to the south in time for another night of partying. But after seeing the prizes at stake for the raffle draw, I was just unable to drag my butt out. Too bad i only won a can of fruit cocktail hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-3286806604874694121?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3286806604874694121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/3286806604874694121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-2007-at-bulacan-provincial.html' title='Christmas 2007 at Bulacan Provincial Hospital'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8971667470610101568</id><published>2007-12-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:58:20.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3ELVMSDS9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/0X1y8mAHYgg/s1600-h/new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147908307763284946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3ELVMSDS9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/0X1y8mAHYgg/s400/new+year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3ELA8SDS8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/3-i0NlJeUHE/s1600-h/new+year2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147907959870933954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3ELA8SDS8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/3-i0NlJeUHE/s400/new+year2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;New Year's Eve 2 years ago! 2006. At the comfort of our second home (Fernandina 88), Dad, Mom, Cynz, and I celebrate New Year's Eve making noise, gazing at the fireworks-filled sky, and praying that the coming year will be a better one for all of us. Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-8971667470610101568?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8971667470610101568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8971667470610101568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R3ELVMSDS9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/0X1y8mAHYgg/s72-c/new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-2083321258875186587</id><published>2007-12-11T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:16:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Laughing Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R159JKN-fcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yrNSK8C7xZM/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142685420818955714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R159JKN-fcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yrNSK8C7xZM/s400/lol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1589qN-fbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GOP2zy-Tqrk/s1600-h/lol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142685223250460082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1589qN-fbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GOP2zy-Tqrk/s400/lol2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;The last time my sis and I got into a laughing fit was during our college days at the dorm when we would make fun of our dorm-mates or the nuns running the facility (ang sama ba?!?!). Fast forward to the present.... I was just fooling around with my celphone camera when my sis started to make faces (the silly ones she used to make when we were kids). and the laughing and giggling just couldnt stop! that is how super shallow we really are hahaha! when my sis read the subtitles she asked "why 'laughing our asses out'? diba dapat asses off yun!" oh no another typo and i already finished the LO. what the heck, i just laughed it off na lang! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-2083321258875186587?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2083321258875186587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2083321258875186587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-laughing-fit.html' title='In A Laughing Fit'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R159JKN-fcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/yrNSK8C7xZM/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-1014395110595899065</id><published>2007-12-06T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:43:29.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After-convention Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1f6RqN-faI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hUYS_ntJZJs/s1600-h/croc+grille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140852680964341154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1f6RqN-faI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hUYS_ntJZJs/s400/croc+grille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1f6G6N-fZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TCoZBIHp0mg/s1600-h/croc+grille2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140852496280747410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1f6G6N-fZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/TCoZBIHp0mg/s400/croc+grille2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So a typical annual convention won't be complete without an after-convention gimik! so EAMC peeps are at it again! Jenny was so generous to be "taya" of the group after being honored as Diplomate earlier in the opening ceremony. We settled for Crocodile Grille coz the guys need to have "The Longest Yard" beer! Talk about guy cravings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-1014395110595899065?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1014395110595899065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1014395110595899065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-typical-annual-convention-wont-be.html' title='After-convention Party'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1f6RqN-faI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hUYS_ntJZJs/s72-c/croc+grille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-7451104454784334518</id><published>2007-12-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:15:59.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1ajE6N-fYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6CyHUxXelM4/s1600-h/excellent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140475329432681858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1ajE6N-fYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6CyHUxXelM4/s400/excellent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1ai6qN-fXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/--k3XauCNEg/s1600-h/excellent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140475153339022706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1ai6qN-fXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/--k3XauCNEg/s400/excellent2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Journal: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TOMASIANS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Seeing Tess and Lito made me miss my alma mater (UST). If it wasn't for Tess, I would not have stepped into the world of Pathology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;LADIES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ladies' Circle beauties Bonnet and Rozani beaming with pride as new Fellows of the Society. Keep up the good work ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;DIPLOMATES &amp;amp; FELLOWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Congratulations to the new Fellows and Diplomates. Years of grueling training and hard work finally paid off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PRESIDENT:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dra. Lorenzo in all her elegance! Who else can pull off this emerald green gown with such class.... only PSP's J.Lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-7451104454784334518?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7451104454784334518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7451104454784334518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/12/excellent.html' title='Excellent!'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R1ajE6N-fYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6CyHUxXelM4/s72-c/excellent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-573400150078383094</id><published>2007-11-25T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:26:14.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Surprise for BRE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0lZKTgAk0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZO-UmjjrSXA/s1600-h/BRE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136734883560854338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0lZKTgAk0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZO-UmjjrSXA/s400/BRE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0lY_zgAkzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bem6E75wpC0/s1600-h/BRE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136734703172227890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0lY_zgAkzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bem6E75wpC0/s400/BRE2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The med tech staff of BPH laboratory was brewing up someting for our big boss Doc Bernie's birthday. We chose a very private resort in Bulacan, and each one of us pitched in for the food and entertainment expenses. As usual, i brought delicious barbecue from Ineng's which the peeps totally loved. Doc Bernie never really expected this, and all of us were pleased that no one ruined the element of surprise. We sensed that she was pleased and overwhelmed by all the preparations. We really wanted to make this special for her since she is one boss who really put her heart in everything she does for the betterment of everyone. Always cheerful despite a stress-filled day, her infectious cheerful nature permeates through everyone. Truly she is a blessing to all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-573400150078383094?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/573400150078383094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/573400150078383094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-surprise-for-bre.html' title='Birthday Surprise for BRE!'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0lZKTgAk0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZO-UmjjrSXA/s72-c/BRE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-1613645715088663537</id><published>2007-11-23T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:08:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Khei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instructions:Each player starts with 7 random habits/facts about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a chocoholic! Most especially during PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love hanging out at Timezone and playing "hard mode" Percussion Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I cannot survive a week without watching a single movie. My most favorite movie theatre is located at Gateway Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am so fascinated with astrology but not downright serious with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a frustrated stage actress! The only major plays i was ever into were during my high school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Though i was exposed to autopsies during residency training, i truly truly HATE horror and gory movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I used to dream of becoming a nun but was indirectly rejected hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Band Listening To Right Now: Five for Fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Career: pathologist/medical transcriptionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink or Smoke: neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest Friends To Talk To: Jovie, Nancy, Myra, Kuya Rannie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Gummy bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Have a Boyfriend: hmmm does online BF count? lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - In love: with Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Junk Food You Like: Clover Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Ride Ever: Manila to Baguio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Names For Your Future Kids: Kenneth or Kevin (boy); Katrina (girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - One Wish You Have Now: to buy an exceptionally good camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: fear of ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Favorite Quote: "Some days you're the dog, and some days you're the hydrant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reasons To Smile: being around supportive family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time You Woke Up: 6am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown Fact About You: It's seldom i get mad, but when i do i explode like a volcano! (blame it on my half-Waray and half-Cavitenya blood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable You Hate: okra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit: compulsive buying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-rays You’ve Had: Chest, Knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy Foods: chinese, japanese, italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac Sign: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tag the following: Marj, Joy, Darlene, Cosette, Roxannee, Zeolyte, Redz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-1613645715088663537?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1613645715088663537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1613645715088663537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/tagged-by-khei.html' title='Tagged by Khei'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-8899672714625841525</id><published>2007-11-23T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:19:54.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My entry to RAK Your Scrapbooking World</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://p.webshots.com/flash/smallslideshow.swf" flashvars="playList=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2Fmeta%2F561536913BPuXMs%3Finline%3Dtrue&amp;inlineUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2FinlinePhoto%3FalbumId%3D561536913%26src%3Ds%26referPage%3Dhttp%3A%2F%2Fgood-times.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F561536913BPuXMs&amp;postRollContent=http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2Fws_postroll.swf&amp;shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fgood-times.webshots.com%2Fslideshow%2F561536913BPuXMs&amp;audio=on&amp;audioVolume=33&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;transitionSpeed=5&amp;startIndex=0&amp;panzoom=on&amp;deployed=true" menu="false" quality="best" width="425" height="384" name="WebshotsSlideshowPlayer"base="http%3A%2F%2Fp.webshots.com%2Fflash%2F" wmode="opaque" allowScriptAccess="always" loop="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http%3A%2F%2Fwww.macromedia.com%2Fgo%2Fgetflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/album/561536913BPuXMs"&gt;Scrap Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-8899672714625841525?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8899672714625841525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/8899672714625841525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-entry-to-rak-your-scrapbooking-world.html' title='My entry to RAK Your Scrapbooking World'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-6118212478848356247</id><published>2007-11-21T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:03:07.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0QqwTgAkqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uxoequNbULY/s1600-h/beach+gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135276484465824418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0QqwTgAkqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uxoequNbULY/s400/beach+gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0QqlzgAkpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hBTdzF51YyA/s1600-h/beach+gals2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135276304077197970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0QqlzgAkpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hBTdzF51YyA/s400/beach+gals2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the rare moments when you see me and my sis really having a great time. It's not to say that we dont have fun during our weekend routines at the mall and movie theatres. Sometimes, though, "routines" can become oh so monotonous and boring that we crave someting new and exciting. So we made the most out of our time at the beach -- my sis just showing off her great form and getting herself a henna tattoo for the first time, while yours truly just getting the rest I need from the daily grind at work and courageously displaying my "logs" haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-6118212478848356247?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6118212478848356247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/6118212478848356247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/beach-girls.html' title='Beach Girls'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0QqwTgAkqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uxoequNbULY/s72-c/beach+gals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-5411610429498681342</id><published>2007-11-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T18:58:59.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun &amp; Games at LPDH Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0GV5TgAkoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xg2uUqgpr7g/s1600-h/lab+xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134549861898687106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0GV5TgAkoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xg2uUqgpr7g/s400/lab+xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0GVSzgAknI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Gm1PTthuo0I/s1600-h/lab+xmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134549200473723506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0GVSzgAknI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Gm1PTthuo0I/s400/lab+xmas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LPDH lab christmas parties are always fun! The med techs there never fail to make me laugh so hard to point of losing whatever composure I have. They seem to never run out of games with twists -- the greener, the better hehehe. Dra Rueda and Mam Diane are always into the merriment -- never holding anything back. Quite rare to see everyone like this during an ordinary day. Usually, we seem just like the machines we operate, busy and absorbed in our own world and not minding each other. These are the times when you wish that everyday is Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-5411610429498681342?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/5411610429498681342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/5411610429498681342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/lpdh-lab-christmas-parties-are-always.html' title='Fun &amp; Games at LPDH Lab'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/R0GV5TgAkoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xg2uUqgpr7g/s72-c/lab+xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-5178662245018797391</id><published>2007-11-12T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:40:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LPDH goes United Nations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhHqoubsUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xEOmVzu0Njo/s1600-h/united+nations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131930573200929090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhHqoubsUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xEOmVzu0Njo/s400/united+nations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhHeoubsTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xQB8BWULP2k/s1600-h/united+nations2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131930367042498866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhHeoubsTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xQB8BWULP2k/s400/united+nations2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Journal (edited): The "United Nations"-themed Christmas party at Las Pinas Doctors Hospital a few years ago proved quite a riot! Each participant really put their best foot forward. Syempre, the Paramedical group (most especially the Laboratory peeps) are on top of my list with their impressive Latin pasa-doble dance number. The belly dancers of Arabia were also pleasing (and amusing) to watch. As expected, the Nursing group representing South East Asia danced to the tune of the immortal Pinoy Big Brother jingle by Orange and Lemons. Ulk! The hosts for the evening, Dra. Domingo and Dr. Almelor, were in their flamboyant best as a Spanish pixie fairy  and African tribesman in that order. As for me, I just wore a plaint elephant-printed tshirt and jeans. What am I??? Just a freaking tourist in Thailand! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-5178662245018797391?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/5178662245018797391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/5178662245018797391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/lpdh-goes-united-nations.html' title='LPDH goes United Nations'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhHqoubsUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xEOmVzu0Njo/s72-c/united+nations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-5781030933389985890</id><published>2007-11-12T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:16:57.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulinians - Warm, Active, and Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhAqYubsSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pqHma3VyHO8/s1600-h/spcp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131922872324567330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhAqYubsSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pqHma3VyHO8/s400/spcp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhAeYubsRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5mBp1FKnf3w/s1600-h/spcp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131922666166137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhAeYubsRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5mBp1FKnf3w/s400/spcp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;In 2005, it was my first time to see my co-Paulinians after 18 years! Arriving at Somerset Hotel, I knew I wouldnt get lost cause my feet led me to the room where the noisiest femmes are. Believe me, I have never seen people talk so much at the same time and with them understanding each other despite this. I just love it! The air was heavy with excitement, joy, wonder, awe....all the positive adjectives i can think about. It was indeed a happy moment for all of us. A lot of us have changed -- grew thin, a lot were heavier (and that includes me!), some with long bleached hair, the former tbirds have become ultra feminine hehehe, and most have become doting moms to adorable kids --but still, it seemed nothing really had changed! The event also coincided with SPCP reunion in Arizona, and the webconference thingie we set up just made this event all the more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-5781030933389985890?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/5781030933389985890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/5781030933389985890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/paulinians-warm-active-and-simple.html' title='Paulinians - Warm, Active, and Simple'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzhAqYubsSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pqHma3VyHO8/s72-c/spcp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-7474829292897463457</id><published>2007-11-07T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:23:42.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Time I Saw Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzGYwWg9LLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cEl6VY1y77s/s1600-h/amydespedida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130049406996655282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzGYwWg9LLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cEl6VY1y77s/s400/amydespedida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzGYj2g9LKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rC_MBRSjlIE/s1600-h/despedida2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130049192248290466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzGYj2g9LKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rC_MBRSjlIE/s400/despedida2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;It was 2 years ago, my birthday lunch treat at Dad's Glorietta. The whole VFP-Lab gang was there (Kuya Ronnie, Nancy, Jovie, Myra, Malou). It was sort of a double celebration, with me celebrating my 30+th year (lolz) and a farewell celebration naman for Amelita. Oh well, despite the overflowing food, the lively kumbacheros roaming tables, and the festive atmosphere, nimbus clouds linger over us. I am surely going to miss Amy! There were days at EAMC when we sort of didn't get along or our ideas didn't jive, but hey people are really different, right? It is this very difference that makes each one of us unique. I guess what mattered most was that despite the difference, we still found ways to be comfortable with one another. And those are the times that i will truly cherish. Wishing one day to see Amy again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-7474829292897463457?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7474829292897463457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/7474829292897463457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-time-i-saw-amy.html' title='Last Time I Saw Amy'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RzGYwWg9LLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cEl6VY1y77s/s72-c/amydespedida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-2961393525495315903</id><published>2007-11-04T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:22:33.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cytology Workshop at NUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Ry3fJWg9LJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QdU3ai4OyAY/s1600-h/cyto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129000902400486546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Ry3fJWg9LJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QdU3ai4OyAY/s400/cyto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Ry3e-Wg9LII/AAAAAAAAADw/z1xSXyaxyqU/s1600-h/cyto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129000713421925506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Ry3e-Wg9LII/AAAAAAAAADw/z1xSXyaxyqU/s400/cyto2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was my first time to attend a workshop outside the country, and I was so excited to see people of different races gathered together doing the stuff that we do well most. I felt likewise elated seeing familiar faces from UST Hospital and Heart Center of the Philippines. Of course, it wont be exactly fun without the sightseeing, eating out, and shopping with colleagues. I swore to myself that if I had enough in my budget, I would be going out of the country for workshops more often. Its just like hitting two birds with one stone -- education and fun mixed together (though the latter is more preferrable hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-2961393525495315903?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2961393525495315903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/2961393525495315903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/cytology-workshop-at-nus.html' title='Cytology Workshop at NUS'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Ry3fJWg9LJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QdU3ai4OyAY/s72-c/cyto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-1472199899900793120</id><published>2007-11-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:21:38.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uniquely Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyO62g9LFI/AAAAAAAAADY/-zsB-rbzJiQ/s1600-h/singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128631217385450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyO62g9LFI/AAAAAAAAADY/-zsB-rbzJiQ/s400/singapore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyOwGg9LEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QY1eF2h5W2U/s1600-h/singapore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128631032701856834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyOwGg9LEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QY1eF2h5W2U/s400/singapore2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyMCGg9LBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y2I2EfuHm0w/s1600-h/singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of our most memorable trips a few years back was at Singapore where I attended a cytology workshop at National University of Singapore. During the 5 days we were there, we got to marvel at how truly unique this country was. Everything seemed to operate like clockwork, so organized, so clean, so disciplined. It made me wish for the same thing for the Philippines. Deep in my heart, I knew this was possible if just given the right leaders to liberate this country from the state we are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-1472199899900793120?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1472199899900793120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/1472199899900793120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/uniquely-singapore.html' title='Uniquely Singapore'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyO62g9LFI/AAAAAAAAADY/-zsB-rbzJiQ/s72-c/singapore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-533883840309565039</id><published>2007-11-02T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:19:45.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonya's Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyskOmg9LAI/AAAAAAAAACw/dZNg6FYASCg/s1600-h/sonyas+garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128232433966984194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="408" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyskOmg9LAI/AAAAAAAAACw/dZNg6FYASCg/s400/sonyas+garden.jpg" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Rysi82g9K_I/AAAAAAAAACo/ViX8rijReIk/s1600-h/sonyas+garden2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128231029512678386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/Rysi82g9K_I/AAAAAAAAACo/ViX8rijReIk/s400/sonyas+garden2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; time we were in Tagaytay and our friend Andrew really urged us to check out Sonya's Garden (sorry i misspelled the title in my LO.) We found the place a welcome respite to the usual hustle and bustle of Cubao life hehehe. In every corner, it was so tempting to just chill out and let your mind wander on serene and peaceful thoughts. How i wish our garden was like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/6068670380473995686-533883840309565039?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/533883840309565039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/533883840309565039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/11/sonyas-garden.html' title='Sonya&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyskOmg9LAI/AAAAAAAAACw/dZNg6FYASCg/s72-c/sonyas+garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6068670380473995686.post-4629195314563961823</id><published>2007-09-27T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:17:41.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Crazy Lazy Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyP0mg9LHI/AAAAAAAAADo/UrEXzPfrGrc/s1600-h/crazy+lazy+days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128632209522895986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyP0mg9LHI/AAAAAAAAADo/UrEXzPfrGrc/s400/crazy+lazy+days.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyPlGg9LGI/AAAAAAAAADg/MLRi6i0TLkM/s1600-h/crazy+lazy+days2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128631943234923618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyPlGg9LGI/AAAAAAAAADg/MLRi6i0TLkM/s400/crazy+lazy+days2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These are the last layouts I have done several months ago, and the shots were taken summer of last year pa. I am soooooo way behind my scrapbooking! If it were not for the overwhelming enthusiasm of the members of scrapbook-exchange Yahoogroups, I would not have been inspired to post these.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Summer of 2006 was the most memorable for us all. We spent Holy Week at Caylabne Bay Resort at Ternate, Cavite. For me, more than the meditation and the beach fun in general, i was extremely happy just being so close with my parents and sis. During ordinary days we get caught up with work and other serious stuff that it's hard to just chill together. Its unfair lang i didnt have the chance to wear a swimsuit like my mom and sis...ggrrrrr! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6068670380473995686-4629195314563961823?l=laarnzzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4629195314563961823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6068670380473995686/posts/default/4629195314563961823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laarnzzz.blogspot.com/2007/09/crazy-lazy-days-of-summer-these-are.html' title='Crazy Lazy Days of Summer'/><author><name>Laarni Pedrosa - Uy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18187698596605728294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/5295/155365115lol1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nEFs66Ph0C0/RyyP0mg9LHI/AAAAAAAAADo/UrEXzPfrGrc/s72-c/crazy+lazy+days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
