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XOXO.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-9161650653297856257</id><published>2008-06-10T11:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:15.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SE6c6Ah8__I/AAAAAAAAA3A/0FvtIACt7bc/s1600-h/f_7522PeekaBom_4ad7ff8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210274339302998002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SE6c6Ah8__I/AAAAAAAAA3A/0FvtIACt7bc/s200/f_7522PeekaBom_4ad7ff8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nadine has MOOved on to greener pastures-- no pun intended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELP ME FIND YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please leave your name and URL so I'd know where to reach you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See ya "there!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6146059364726799776-9161650653297856257?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/9161650653297856257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=9161650653297856257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/9161650653297856257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/9161650653297856257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/06/mooved.html' title='MOOved.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SE6c6Ah8__I/AAAAAAAAA3A/0FvtIACt7bc/s72-c/f_7522PeekaBom_4ad7ff8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7536275287032126961</id><published>2008-05-20T16:37:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:15.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No, Oompaloompas didn't kidnap me!---</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9RtJtTSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/OQPJKr-JKWM/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281239%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9RtJtTSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/OQPJKr-JKWM/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281239%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202569368930438434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where in the world, where in the world is Nadine Arraiza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Sing to the tune of: Where in the world is Matt Lauer?)&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!LMAO!LOL!BBQ!!!  =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I'm still breathing, you guys!  And I will update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School (Spring Session I) ends in 2-3 weeks and I'll be back by then!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I get into the Nursing program as they'll be giving out the results by early June already.  So please, please, please..  I need all the help I can get!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys, and I lavlavlav you all!  Haha!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDNGH9JtTYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/MuzWa7RbphY/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_03+May.+20+17.43.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDNGH9JtTYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/MuzWa7RbphY/s200/ScreenHunter_03+May.+20+17.43.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202579097031363970" 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;N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh, GG just had their finale.  I'm soo sad!  No more Monday nights to look forward to! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think Spiderman is just a fictional character, well then booyaa, you're wrong!  Haha!  We saw our friendliest neighbor IN THE FLESH!!  Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9R9JtTTI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Mx8tAhEapF0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281275%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9R9JtTTI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Mx8tAhEapF0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281275%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202569373225405746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too bad we didn't have any spare change to give (alam niyo naman shushal ako, puro buo dolyares ko, LOL!) that time, so we weren't able to take a picture with him.  Huhu!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I was thinking nga na kung okay nalang kaya na i-frenchie ko nalang siya in the pabaliktad position as tip para lang makapagpapicture with him, kaso naisip ko rin baka mainlove naman siya sakin at hindi na niya ma-save yung mundo kaya hindi nalang!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, OMGosh, I have a new baby!  Haha!  And it's not what you might think he/she/it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, and, OMGosh!  I have been all over the city this past month!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9SdJtTUI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/aEjwtBO-tLY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281248%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9SdJtTUI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/aEjwtBO-tLY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281248%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202569381815340354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Ellis Island-- Le Estatua de Libertad (???? LOL!  Pardon my blonde Spanish moment),&lt;br /&gt;-NYU,&lt;br /&gt;-Central Park,&lt;br /&gt;-Brooklyn (Coney Island), and many, many, many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, basta!  I'm soo excited to share with you guys all the kwento's!  Haha!  Kaya wait for me ha!  I'll vee vack faster than you can say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lopadotemakhoselakhogameokranioleipsanodrimypotrimma&lt;br /&gt;tosilphiokarabomelitokatakekhymenokikhlepikossyphophatto&lt;br /&gt;peristerphobiaticlerialektryonoptokephalliokigklopeleiolagōio&lt;br /&gt;siraiobaphētraganopterýgōn,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--which, as Wiki says is, "the longest word coined by a major author"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vye-vye!!!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7536275287032126961?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7536275287032126961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7536275287032126961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7536275287032126961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7536275287032126961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-oompaloompas-didnt-kidnap-me.html' title='No, Oompaloompas didn&apos;t kidnap me!---'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SDM9RtJtTSI/AAAAAAAAA2A/OQPJKr-JKWM/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281239%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3828183783627375148</id><published>2008-04-29T12:31:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:15.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the best boredom buster goes to...</title><content type='html'>...  &lt;a href="http://www.singshot.com/"&gt;www.Singshot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBVY2u_I1dI/AAAAAAAAA1c/to9YS6lpHtw/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+28+00.54.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBVY2u_I1dI/AAAAAAAAA1c/to9YS6lpHtw/s400/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+28+00.54.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194155442590766546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0" id="mini_player" align="middle" height="359" width="389"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://thesimsonstage.ea.com/flash/embeded_player.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="type=P&amp;amp;ID=http://thesimsonstage.ea.com/miniPlayer.html?id=FGlNSRd1GgJmS1YU6XvRczjl6NJQS65qTuUpu2KbZM2e9yLQ5nhR%2Fkms1thw1kLK"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://thesimsonstage.ea.com/flash/embeded_player.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="mini_player" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" flashvars="type=P&amp;amp;ID=http://thesimsonstage.ea.com/miniPlayer.html?id=FGlNSRd1GgJmS1YU6XvRczjl6NJQS65qTuUpu2KbZM2e9yLQ5nhR%2Fkms1thw1kLK" align="middle" height="359" width="389"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 389px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" style="color: rgb(33, 88, 171);" href="http://thesimsonstage.ea.com/playPerformance.html?performanceId=04xHL%2BVar5E=&amp;amp;play=Y%20"&gt; Rate this performance&lt;/a&gt; at The Sims On Stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMDk1MDk4NDgyOTYmcHQ9MTIwOTUwOTg*OTczMyZwPTEyNDYxJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sample, sample, sample!  Haha!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;(I hope you'll still love me after this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been karaoke-ing online this weekend, everyone.  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Try it too, guys! Mag-feeling singers tayo together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for those Magic Sings, they cost an arm!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, endorser much?  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways if you do try it, check out my profile there!  Let's be friends there too, if you make an account...  add me and be my "fan."  Woohoo!!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimsonstage.ea.com/user.html?userId=0bgCZBPaAcM%3D"&gt;Here it is (Click!).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha!  I'm not proud of any of the songs I've recorded there because at that time, I had the sniffles.  Haha!  But hey, all for good clean fun right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, if you do want to hear me at my "best" listen to my version of Smile (Lily Allen) or&lt;br /&gt;Don't Know Why (Norah Jones) 'cause my friend told me it was one of my nicer ones.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't..  maybe he was only pulling my leg to get to my good side.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...  I liked my Yellow (Coldplay) and Here, There and Everywhere (THE Beatles) rendition better!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!  =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3828183783627375148?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3828183783627375148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3828183783627375148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3828183783627375148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3828183783627375148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-best-boredom-buster-goes-to.html' title='And the best boredom buster goes to...'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBVY2u_I1dI/AAAAAAAAA1c/to9YS6lpHtw/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+28+00.54.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-4120331377889201517</id><published>2008-04-27T10:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:16.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Artist nga ba?  =P</title><content type='html'>It has been practiced that during Senior year in CSA, we get to choose the class that we want to be a part of.  They let us pick during our Junior year and the choices are as follows:  Research, Computer, Accounting and Visual Arts.  I didn't like maths and computers so obviously Accounting and Computer where no-no's.  Because there were 10 sections, we were divided like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sections:&lt;br /&gt;A and B-  Research&lt;br /&gt;C and D(Pilot class)-  Computer&lt;br /&gt;E, F and G-  Accounting&lt;br /&gt;H, I and J-  Visual Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember choosing Visual for my first choice for a number of reasons.  First was because of the feedbacks that has been passed on to me by my upper batch friends.  They told me that Visual was the most fun since we're gonna be getting lots and lots of free artsy-fartsy stuff (which turned out to be true cause I got a lot of Faber-Castell colored pencils, calligraphy pens, sketchpads, clays, paints, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also chose it because I knew that my teacher was gonna be Sir Nacion-- which had been a fave of mine when he taught our class in Freshman year.  So can just imagine how happy I was when I learned that not only was he gonna be my teacher, he was also gonna be my adviser as well.  Haha.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Section J by the way, and no, the arrangement of sections weren't ordered from smartest to bobo-est.  Haha.  Defensive?  No naman, I just want to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since Visual Arts was what was "labeled" as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funnest &lt;/span&gt;class, almost all the maloko's and the *ehem* "jocks" signed up there.  Haha.  Needless, I could tell you that my fourth year classmates were comprised of the more happy-go-lucky ones in the batch, and in my 13 years of stay there, I'd rank it as my favorite.  Haha.  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Shoutout's to my 4-J Cool classmates.  Nyahaha!  4-J Cool is an inside joke, but I'm sure most of you are gonna get it 'cause hello, wag na tayo maglokohan, hindi tayo inosente.  Haha!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this got long na when all I really just wanted to show you were some "artworks" we did in class.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Toni was our adviser for that day because it was STAP (Student-Teacher A Program) week..  LOL!  I forgot na what the A stands for!  Arg!  And so yeah, we had this activity...  and based from the drawings you'll see later, we didn't really put much effort into it since it was one of those laughtrip class moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read all about what happened in Toni's Multiply and look at the complete collection of the drawings there too.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://chickbud101.multiply.com/photos/album/193"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't really remember who my partner here was 'cause both Leslie and Martin chose me as theirs.  But I'm guessing it's Martin since I drew him as well.  Haha, sorry Les!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPmOO_I1WI/AAAAAAAAA0k/48zjm4rCuo8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281229%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPmOO_I1WI/AAAAAAAAA0k/48zjm4rCuo8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281229%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193747927503787362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(3rd and 4th: Les and me in real life at a sleepover during our nene days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlR-_I1OI/AAAAAAAAAzk/L_nlVGOC98E/s1600-h/Leslie+%26+Nadine+by+LESLIE+SANTOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlR-_I1OI/AAAAAAAAAzk/L_nlVGOC98E/s320/Leslie+%26+Nadine+by+LESLIE+SANTOS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746892416668898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(By Les.  Haha, kamukang kamuka ba?  Pero atleast diba, pursigidong Nursing na talaga kami 4th year palang!  LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPmOe_I1XI/AAAAAAAAA0s/hwn1nBqGDy4/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281230%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPmOe_I1XI/AAAAAAAAA0s/hwn1nBqGDy4/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281230%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193747931798754674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPo5-_I1YI/AAAAAAAAA00/QirL3oeBxrQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281228%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPo5-_I1YI/AAAAAAAAA00/QirL3oeBxrQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281228%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193750878146319746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Arbul and me in real life, after graduation.)&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, blurred pics due to camera phone's stupid night mode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlSe_I1PI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lUiREL0zNs4/s1600-h/Martin+%26+Nadine+by+NADINE+ARRAIZA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlSe_I1PI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lUiREL0zNs4/s320/Martin+%26+Nadine+by+NADINE+ARRAIZA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746901006603506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Drawn by me.  Oh diba, kuhang-kuha ko yung lips ko!   At yung bridge ko..  antibay nyan for sure!  LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlSu_I1QI/AAAAAAAAAz0/gjkseidXr5E/s1600-h/Martin+%26+Nadine+by+MARTIN+ARBULANTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlSu_I1QI/AAAAAAAAAz0/gjkseidXr5E/s320/Martin+%26+Nadine+by+MARTIN+ARBULANTE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746905301570818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(By Arbul.  Tsktsk, may HD talaga yun sakin eh.  Tingnan mo maski drawing niya nakatingin sakin!  Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's just one of my most fave ones.&lt;br /&gt;It's from my classmates, Mayo and Jul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario:  After 10 years&lt;br /&gt;Mayo:  "Hi, musta?"&lt;br /&gt;Jul:  "Asenso nako pare!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlSu_I1RI/AAAAAAAAAz8/64v2X--5lAY/s1600-h/Mayo+%26+Julius+by+PATRICK+MAYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPlSu_I1RI/AAAAAAAAAz8/64v2X--5lAY/s320/Mayo+%26+Julius+by+PATRICK+MAYO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746905301570834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha!  Laughtrip talaga to eh!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  So ayan.  Ayan ang product ng pagiging Visual artists namin.  I'm sure proud na proud samin ang adviser namin!  Haha, LOL!!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS Highschool!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-4120331377889201517?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/4120331377889201517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=4120331377889201517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4120331377889201517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4120331377889201517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/visual-artist-nga-ba-p.html' title='Visual Artist nga ba?  =P'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBPmOO_I1WI/AAAAAAAAA0k/48zjm4rCuo8/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281229%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5549603085929877740</id><published>2008-04-26T14:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:16.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddikulus!</title><content type='html'>My week-long Spring break was so...  blah! &lt;br /&gt;Haha!  I don't know how else to describe it!  It's just so boring and predictable..  It could basically be described in 3 sentences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone calls and Y!M's with my friends from here and back home. &lt;br /&gt;Watched not only one, but two crappy movies.  (Well in a way this was nice since the person I was with wasn't crappy!)&lt;br /&gt;Ate pizza and subs for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Pigged out and couch-potatoed at the house.  (Hmm, well this was also nice because of the laughtrip moments.)&lt;br /&gt;Went to malls but sadly, just window shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my bad, I made 5 sentences.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay, I guess it wasn't really THAT bad...  It just wasn't THAT good either!  I mean, 'cause last Spring break I made a promise to myself that I would really have fun this year to make up for last year's lame ass-excuse of a vacation.  Atleast last year I was at the beach this time of year!  And so, yeah, I was really looking forward to this but whatever.   Haha.  I still had fun.  Atleast I got to spend some quality moments with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on others news...  Have you guys heard or read about this?&lt;br /&gt;The paparazzi people really are pervs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBN6ye_I1LI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Vcp9ImUWmz0/s1600-h/post_image-0423_emma_watson_upskirt_00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBN6ye_I1LI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Vcp9ImUWmz0/s200/post_image-0423_emma_watson_upskirt_00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193629803018245298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBN62O_I1MI/AAAAAAAAAzU/zG0kWYybXkY/s1600-h/gallery_thumb-0423_emma_watson_upskirt_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBN62O_I1MI/AAAAAAAAAzU/zG0kWYybXkY/s200/gallery_thumb-0423_emma_watson_upskirt_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193629867442754754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean hello, it's very evident..  very obvious infact that poor Emma was trying her best to keep her legs together! &lt;br /&gt;These stupid pap's just keeps on shoving their cameras in between every woman/girl's private parts.  And she's how old?  16? 17?  Pfft!  Freakin' phedo's!  I just want to Sectumsempra them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg, I still want to share a lot of stories with you but I just don't feel like sitting down anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.  It's the second day of my 5-day womanly cycle and the cramps on my lower abdomen are freakin' annoying me so I just want to walk them out.  Haha. &lt;br /&gt;It's really soo much fun being a girl, no? &lt;br /&gt;Pfft.  Sarcasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-5549603085929877740?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5549603085929877740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5549603085929877740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5549603085929877740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5549603085929877740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/riddikulus.html' title='Riddikulus!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SBN6ye_I1LI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Vcp9ImUWmz0/s72-c/post_image-0423_emma_watson_upskirt_00.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3426631902722379274</id><published>2008-04-22T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:18.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still hungover from the passover.</title><content type='html'>I just don't understand why--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...  YOU would every now and then still check on me (which would be awesome if you did that to me when we were still together, but YOU didn't), when in fact it was YOU who told me to leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzYJxrbmsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/smXVucisR78/s1600-h/untitled.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzYJxrbmsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/smXVucisR78/s400/untitled.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191762132917263042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...   YOU would call me a "Whore" when in all honesty (and YOU and I both know this), it was YOU who  cheated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzYJhrbmrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/wKB8epgnShk/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_04+Apr.+19+14.57.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzYJhrbmrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/wKB8epgnShk/s400/ScreenHunter_04+Apr.+19+14.57.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191762128622295730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand how--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...  YOU could compose a message, insinuating that it was me who started it, when in fact it was YOU who plops in every now and then on my "people who viewed me" list.&lt;br /&gt;                 -- And no, I didn't check your guestbook... my good friend did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...  YOU could act that way, being superior and all, still having your pride intact when it was YOU who made an ass out of me, and not forgetting to mention, fooled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzicBrbmtI/AAAAAAAAAyc/21FzQBVhm4c/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+21+14.42.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzicBrbmtI/AAAAAAAAAyc/21FzQBVhm4c/s400/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+21+14.42.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191773441566153426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzichrbmuI/AAAAAAAAAyk/TMUyTUC7ELA/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_04+Apr.+21+14.44.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzichrbmuI/AAAAAAAAAyk/TMUyTUC7ELA/s400/ScreenHunter_04+Apr.+21+14.44.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191773450156088034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzicxrbmvI/AAAAAAAAAys/sl3DHZ__RXc/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_05+Apr.+21+14.45.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzicxrbmvI/AAAAAAAAAys/sl3DHZ__RXc/s400/ScreenHunter_05+Apr.+21+14.45.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191773454451055346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzj2hrbmwI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4YJBiIepTtI/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_06+Apr.+21+14.56.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzj2hrbmwI/AAAAAAAAAy0/4YJBiIepTtI/s400/ScreenHunter_06+Apr.+21+14.56.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191774996344314626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzj3BrbmxI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5O_6V-naQnU/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_07+Apr.+21+14.56.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzj3BrbmxI/AAAAAAAAAy8/5O_6V-naQnU/s400/ScreenHunter_07+Apr.+21+14.56.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191775004934249234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzj3BrbmyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/TSNVWdtGF08/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_08+Apr.+21+14.57.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzj3BrbmyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/TSNVWdtGF08/s400/ScreenHunter_08+Apr.+21+14.57.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191775004934249250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand what--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...  happened to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... made YOU like that?&lt;br /&gt;YOU were so nice to me, before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really shouldn't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost half a year for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that your ghost keeps on coming back.  YOU keep showing up in the most unexpected places...  And whenever YOU do that, every tear, every memory, every emotion, everything, just suddenly comes back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten over this.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm okay now!&lt;br /&gt;I've been really great for months now...  but the thing that happened this weekend really placed a frown on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all my "Why's" would never, ever be answered in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not expecting or do I want any response from YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let everything out.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the whole world what really, truly happened because I'm sick of being thought of as the bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forgiven and somehow forgotten all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact still remains, YOU made a douche bag out of me.&lt;br /&gt;And for that, I could never trust nor respect YOU again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3426631902722379274?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3426631902722379274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3426631902722379274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3426631902722379274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3426631902722379274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-hungover-from-passover.html' title='Still hungover from the passover.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAzYJxrbmsI/AAAAAAAAAyU/smXVucisR78/s72-c/untitled.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3846747112793449247</id><published>2008-04-21T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:18.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At 8 tonight, the whole world stops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAwohRrbmoI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yVBKfguR04g/s1600-h/NewYorkMag001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAwohRrbmoI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yVBKfguR04g/s320/NewYorkMag001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191569022597700226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh My Gosh!  O___o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot who's beside our Queen B?&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot our little Dan's manboobs?&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot Jenny's almost Double D's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all Upper East Siders tonight at 8!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be watching...  and so will Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3846747112793449247?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3846747112793449247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3846747112793449247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3846747112793449247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3846747112793449247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-8-tonight-whole-world-stops.html' title='At 8 tonight, the whole world stops.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAwohRrbmoI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yVBKfguR04g/s72-c/NewYorkMag001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6281768248601997798</id><published>2008-04-20T20:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:18.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So call your shawty and tell him you found a new man, the one who’s so so fly, the one that keeps you high.</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching Degrassi's newest season!  I'm soo darn happy!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed watching my Degrassi!  It has been one of my faves way, way, wayyy before Gossip Girl (new episodes start tomorrow at 8, woohoo!) started.  I haven't been able to watch much of it on TV since The N Network switched their home channel, so watching it almost half the day yesterday gave me my much needed fix!  Haha.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyyy, is this a sign of what I'll be doing for my 1 week Spring break?--  Staying home, being a couch potato, blabbing away on the telephone???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo..  I don't like!  Haha!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the beach, take my top off and pose for the camera while shouting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"SPRING BREAKKKK, 08!!!"  (insert planting a frenchy on some random, preferably French guy here)  "WOOHOOO!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jokeee lang.  LOL!  =9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--But the beach part was true.  I seriously want to go beaching.  Haha!  Someone please take me?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm soo excited for my Mom is gonna be taking her DMV test sometime this week.  Gaaah!!  I can't wait for her to finally get her license here!  She was a great driver back home (na hindi ko namana dahil oo, more than 5 times ko ata nabanga yung kotse namin!), and I'm soo looking forward to driving around the city with her...  just like we used to.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAvj7hrbmnI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TlvEd-TyqvE/s1600-h/baBy%2Bco%21%C3%96%281165%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAvj7hrbmnI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TlvEd-TyqvE/s200/baBy%2Bco%21%C3%96%281165%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191493607266949746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha.  Old school Mother and daughter picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lavlavlav my Mommy.  ♥&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/6146059364726799776-6281768248601997798?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6281768248601997798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6281768248601997798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6281768248601997798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6281768248601997798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-call-your-shawty-and-tell-him-you.html' title='So call your shawty and tell him you found a new man, the one who’s so so fly, the one that keeps you high.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAvj7hrbmnI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TlvEd-TyqvE/s72-c/baBy%2Bco%21%C3%96%281165%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5741797238647606734</id><published>2008-04-19T11:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:09:55.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am pimpin' my cousin--</title><content type='html'>-- (cross-posted this from my &lt;a href="http://purplepink11.multiply.com/profile"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin can make KevJumba or Nigahiga run for their money.  Haha!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Jokeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ge8guDRQCbs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ge8guDRQCbs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(It really doesn't have an audio till you get to 30+seconds, but trust me, it's worth the wait!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my cousin's a You-Choob star now!  LOL!  =)&lt;br /&gt;KevJumba, Nigahiga???  Tss, soooo last year!  Now world I present to you, Gene Paolo.  (*insert audience claps here*)&lt;br /&gt;Chinito boys, unite!!!  Attack!  Haha!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the guy he was with in this video, but he told me it was his bestfriend. (My cousin's the one wearing the blue top, btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they shot this in their dorm room.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, in our dorm rooms.. I was in the same dorm before (not room though, just the building!) when I was still studying back home. It's the one in front of the DLSU-UMC-- De LaSalle University Medical Center (Only DLSU-D people can relate to this! Haha!) and we would call it Deerland or USA because the owners of the building were literally raising deers inside. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have ever thought that from USA (usa), I would be typing this from U.S.A (United States of America) ???  LOL.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin never fails to make me laugh with his silly-ness. Haha! He's one of my closest that's why I miss him so much. I'm glad that now I could see more of him because of his videos, and hopefully really see him (as in flesh and bones) when they come and visit this December. Yey! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I couldn't embed it from their account so I just recorded the video while watching it-- that explains why it was shaky, 'cause I was ROFL-ing myself while recording it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-5741797238647606734?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5741797238647606734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5741797238647606734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5741797238647606734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5741797238647606734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-i-am-pimpin-my-cousin.html' title='Here I am pimpin&apos; my cousin--'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5804259672768267432</id><published>2008-04-18T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:13:56.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always be my baby.  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qvam3hdA1ow&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qvam3hdA1ow&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rooting for Jason (just because he is oh-so-hot!) before, but after watching David's performance last Tuesday, I changed "chickens" (my manok..  Haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love his version!  It's even better than Mariah's, in my opinion.  Haha.  It's just superbbbbb!!!  Nalaglag talaga yung panty ko!!  =P  LOL!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really care if he wins or not ( but it would most definitely be better if he did!), American Idol or no American Idol, I'd say he's on his way!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently LSS-ing on Rihanna's song, Take a bow. It's like, Riri had me on her mind when she made this! LOL. I think I like it more than ela, ela, ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don’t tell me you’re sorry 'cause you’re not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby when I know you’re only sorry you got caught,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show (oh),&lt;br /&gt;You really had me goin',&lt;br /&gt;But now it’s time to go (oh),&lt;br /&gt;Curtain’s finally closin',&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show (oh),&lt;br /&gt;Very entertainin',&lt;br /&gt;But it’s over now (but it's over now),&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow, ohh ohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the award for the best liar goes to you (goes to you), &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For makin' me believe that you could be faithful to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wahaha!  Sapul, sapul! &lt;br /&gt;At naka-bold talaga, diba!  Lakas maka-bullseye nito! &lt;br /&gt;I sooo freakin' loooove!!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm loving Hell's Kitchen right now too!  Chef is so evil, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;I love how he makes the other wannabee chefs cry! I love how he just throws the food when he sees it's not too rare/cooked. Haha! I love the angst! =) Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-5804259672768267432?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5804259672768267432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5804259672768267432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5804259672768267432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5804259672768267432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/always-be-my-baby.html' title='Always be my baby.  =)'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5549704290367445048</id><published>2008-04-16T17:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:18.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell's Kitchen.</title><content type='html'>My last post was my 143rd!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 143...  I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, isn't that just sweet?  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Manhattan.  I just feel so sad now.  Haha. It's nothing major.  Actually kababawan ko lang talaga kung ba't ako sad.  Haha.  Kasiiiiii...  we went there to buy some last minute padala's for some of my relatives back home.  So while looking for various items in different shops, edi siyempre ako nagtitingin tingin din for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of things I wanted to buy...  I liked a lot of stuff, lalo na puro sale na sila ngayon kasi pa-summer na, kaso naman I didn't have enough moolah to buy everything I wanted.  Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakaka-frustrate kaya yun!  Yung gustong-gusto mo na bilhin kaso wala ka namang mapangbili.  Haha!  May nabili parin naman ako, Aeropostale sunnies...  kaso isa lang yun.  Huhu.  Haha.  LOL!   Ano ba yan naloloka na ata ako, huhu tapos haha, kamusta naman yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZyrb3vRlI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WApzfY27v7U/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281172%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZyrb3vRlI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WApzfY27v7U/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281172%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189961711132558930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How I look like when I'm gutom.  Bleckk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZxer3vRhI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Ps3wBjM98fQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281168%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZxer3vRhI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Ps3wBjM98fQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281168%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189960392577598994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZxmr3vRkI/AAAAAAAAAws/-inJvXa1gPg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281170%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZxmr3vRkI/AAAAAAAAAws/-inJvXa1gPg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281170%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189960530016552514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He leaves on Friday.  I will miss him!  Huhu!  =(&lt;br /&gt;But he will be back on December..  so yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other pictures to follow nalang, natatamad na ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;Namiss ko tuloy mag babysit!  Namiss ko magkaron ng money every Friday (sweldo day).  Haha.  Tapos half nung ni-sweldo ko ilalagay ko sa piggy bank.  Waah.&lt;br /&gt;Now tuloy yung piggy bank namin si Mommy nalang naglalagay, ubos narin yung mga nalagay kong pera nun dahil parin sa pagshopping-shopping ko.  Haha.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bigla ko din tuloy namiss si Michelle.  Haha!  Kahit makulit yun, love ko parin yun.  Namiss ko yung pagsabi niya ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pekpek&lt;/span&gt; (one of the few tagalog words she knows-- and no, I wasn't the one who taught her that!).  Haha!  With an accent pa yun ah!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peyk-peyk&lt;/span&gt;.  Kapag pala may accent medyo nababawasan yung bastos factor niya.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZzT73vRnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/mhbg4g_84OA/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281059%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZzT73vRnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/mhbg4g_84OA/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281059%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189962406917260914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ang ayos ng kwarto niya no?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZzTb3vRmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/r-XLOrwoxL8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281057%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZzTb3vRmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/r-XLOrwoxL8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281057%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189962398327326306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZzT73vRoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Wce4iEkjRFQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281074%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZzT73vRoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Wce4iEkjRFQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281074%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189962406917260930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just two of our many happy moments.  =)&lt;br /&gt;I miss na talaga!!!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tama na, next time na talaga yung ibang mga pics.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, napaka stupid nitong post na to.  Haha, ganun pala yun, pag sad ako tagalog ako magbalita.  Haha!  Ah ewan, hindi ko na alam pano tatapusin ang post ko, kaya ganito nalang bigla nalang mawawala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Woohoo, benta ba yung last line ko?  Parokya ni Edgar, FTW yun!)&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee!!  =)&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/6146059364726799776-5549704290367445048?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5549704290367445048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5549704290367445048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5549704290367445048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5549704290367445048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-it-dont-spray-it.html' title='Hell&apos;s Kitchen.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAZyrb3vRlI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WApzfY27v7U/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281172%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3048391727613842165</id><published>2008-04-15T16:07:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:18.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks are not stinky!</title><content type='html'>I just found out that my phone can convert *(whatever) files and store e-books!  =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo happy!!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what else this phone can do?  Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really soo smart you know.  I mean, I've had this phone for more than a year already and yet I'm only discovering it's other functions now.  Yay me, not.  =P&lt;br /&gt;(Note: *whatever 'cause I don't really know what they're called, sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently DL-ing Book 1 of The Series of Unfortunate Events.&lt;br /&gt;I know they're ancient but I've never read them...  Haha!  I have seen the movie version though and I just fell in love with Violet's character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might stick to light reads for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to DL some of Paolo Coelho, J.D. Salinger and Dan Brown's work but I don't think I could concentrate on reading them since Anatomy takes up most of my time, especially now that it's Midterms week.  I think I might also get an e-book of that Twilight series sometime soon since almost everyone in the Philippines keeps on talking about it.  Haha.  I just wanna know what all the buzz is about!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo soo looking forward to reading this tomorrow on the Subway!  Haha!  =)&lt;br /&gt;I always get bored especially when I'm alone, and yeah, I know I can count on some good old music to entertain me but...&lt;br /&gt;psssh, sometimes music ain't enough yo!  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Besides we all know iPods are soooooo last season,&lt;br /&gt;e-books are the in thing nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I just loved what I wore to school today.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually my Mom's so I'm guessing it's vintage?&lt;br /&gt;Haha!  You can really get good finds whenever you snoop around Mommy's closet.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULlL3vReI/AAAAAAAAAv8/C912VwHB4LE/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281154%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULlL3vReI/AAAAAAAAAv8/C912VwHB4LE/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281154%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189566879084004834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULk73vRdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/t2vaBBZ-0V0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281153%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULk73vRdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/t2vaBBZ-0V0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281153%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189566874789037522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULlr3vRgI/AAAAAAAAAwM/ehogMI5fHO8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281156%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULlr3vRgI/AAAAAAAAAwM/ehogMI5fHO8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281156%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189566887673939458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, time check: 4:44.&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish!  &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3048391727613842165?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3048391727613842165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3048391727613842165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3048391727613842165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3048391727613842165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/socks-are-not-stinky.html' title='Socks are not stinky!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAULlL3vReI/AAAAAAAAAv8/C912VwHB4LE/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281154%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2390018381892804394</id><published>2008-04-14T15:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:20.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff it, bird legs!  =)</title><content type='html'>I'm having such an uber productive day!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;(...and it's only 3pm!  Snaps for me!  Woohoo!)  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to sleep well a while ago 'cause it got really cold at around midmorning, and our dumb heater didn't turn itself on.  You see, our heat system here automatically switches itself open when the temperature drops below 40degF.  So yeah, I was freezing my ass out and so I decided to just get up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fixed breakfast for me and my Mom so we could eat together while watching the news--  Today (our favorite morning program!).  I was thinking of making my ever-famous French toast, but apparently my Mom wanted to eat rice so I just made my 2nd ever-famous dish, scrambled eggs with sardines (Haha, trust me, they're gooohoood!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the laundromat to wash 3-weeks worth of laundry.  Woohoo!  I don't know why but I just have a fascination of doing the laundry on Mondays!  I love laundry Mondays!  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSYYw69yx84&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSYYw69yx84&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soap, powder, bleach, towels, fabric softener, dollars, change, pants, socks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I go to laundromats, I always remember Nivea's song, Laundromat.  It had been a favorite of mine long before it went mainstream.  I always catch myself thinking about it's music video...   Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it just be totally hot to have flirtation moments with a Nick Cannon-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; kinda guy while doing laundry?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and check out their outfits from the video!  Me likey!!!  Hmm, maybe I'll try that sometime this summer.  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what the hell, that was sooo random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the laundry me and Friend watched a movie.  We were supposed to see Prom Night but the cinema near our place didn't have it yet so we ended up just watching the Superhero Movie--  which totally sucked.  BOO!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of typing already!  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Let me just share (again) with you some of the pictures I edited while doing this--  Oh ha, multi tasker!  =P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4ub3vRaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NbT6hvJ9AoI/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+14+11.41.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4ub3vRaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NbT6hvJ9AoI/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+14+11.41.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189194303555978658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAPKI73vRbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/r1HUKwv2K_4/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+10+21.32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAPKI73vRbI/AAAAAAAAAvk/r1HUKwv2K_4/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+10+21.32.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189213450520184242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4sL3vRZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RZTtJV7V2F4/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+14+12.18.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4sL3vRZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RZTtJV7V2F4/s200/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+14+12.18.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189194264901272978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4rr3vRYI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8qqUCFOPz8E/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+14+12.02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4rr3vRYI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8qqUCFOPz8E/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+14+12.02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189194256311338370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh diba?  Lakas maka- eye bags nung last two pictures!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, am I getting better?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!  Kaya sige na, please, oo nalang kayo.  =P  Joke!!&lt;br /&gt;(You can edit your pics too!  Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.taaz.com/"&gt;www.taaz.com&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun, sige na I'm getting hungry na...  We have pepper steak with onions and I think it's calling my name already.  =P&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yumeeeh!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavlav♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2390018381892804394?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2390018381892804394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2390018381892804394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2390018381892804394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2390018381892804394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuff-it-bird-legs.html' title='Stuff it, bird legs!  =)'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAO4ub3vRaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/NbT6hvJ9AoI/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+14+11.41.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1381924726664115306</id><published>2008-04-13T18:23:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:22.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signal to the JEEPNEY, pick me up!  Take me to the place where, I grew up!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://camilleagcaoili.multiply.com/journal/item/51/10_FACTS_ABOUT_YOSELF_from_Margs_OK_NA_CHECK_IF_YOU_GOT_TAGGED_I_TAGGED_15_PEOPLE_SO_CHECK_CHECK"&gt;Cams&lt;/a&gt; a few days ago and since I'm home-- alone and bored, I decided to do it!  =)  Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, I really shouldn't be bored right now...  I should be busy preparing for the Anatomy midterms we'll be having this week. &lt;br /&gt;But yeah, you know me...  procrastination girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I might be back on blogger sooner than I expected!  I miss blogging here so much!  =) &lt;br /&gt;I miss all the blogger friends I met (Yes, YOU who's reading this!) here! &lt;br /&gt;Haha!!   So yeah..  Fcuk Anatomy and hello blogger!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥The Rules:&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Each blogger starts with ten random random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;II. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their then things and post these rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;III. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IV. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really, really, REALLY looking forward for something this Friday.  =) &lt;br /&gt;Eeeh, just thinking about it gets me all giddy!  Haha!! &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to reveal it yet cause I'm afraid I might jinx it!  But trust me, when it DOES happen, you'll be the first ones I'd share it with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned how to make French Toast by watching PBB's Teen Edition!  Wahaha!!  =) &lt;br /&gt;OMGosh, I'm such a fan! &lt;br /&gt;I'm really missing tagalog shows...  you know it's really irritating to have to watch American shows all the time!  It's a good thing YouChoob was invented! &lt;br /&gt;I love you, YouChoob!!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been hooked on &lt;a href="http://www.taaz.com/"&gt;www.taaz.com&lt;/a&gt; for days now!  (Your fault CINDSSS!!!)  Haha!  =P &lt;br /&gt;I have always been sooo jealous of people who are really good with digital make-up edits and since poor little old me doesn't have an Adobe Photoshop installed on my computer, I was really happy when I read about this on &lt;a href="http://www.cindy.ilabyu.net/"&gt;Cindy&lt;/a&gt;'s blog! &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!! &lt;br /&gt;Check out my not-so-nice edits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcb3vRJI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IAtiHVgh8GQ/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+09+22.05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcb3vRJI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IAtiHVgh8GQ/s200/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+09+22.05.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188875135946278034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcr3vRKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/SUjhqUXD-aw/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+11+18.12.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcr3vRKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/SUjhqUXD-aw/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+11+18.12.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188875140241245346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcL3vRII/AAAAAAAAAtM/Mfk9WfLMbek/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+10+21.14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcL3vRII/AAAAAAAAAtM/Mfk9WfLMbek/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Apr.+10+21.14.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188875131651310722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pardon me, I'm still a noob!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FOUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Check my title!)&lt;br /&gt;I badly, badly, badly want to go back (home) to the Philippines already! &lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo homesick!  Huhu!!! &lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I admit.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stay there for good... I just want to visit, like for maybe a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends!  I miss my room!  I miss my cousins!  I miss the malls!  I miss driving!  I miss the pollution!!! &lt;br /&gt;Wahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;And I wanna see Greenbelt 5!  I wanna go to Embassy!  I wanna swim at Boracay!  I wanna eat isaws, dugos and kwek-kweks again.  Waah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWdL3vRLI/AAAAAAAAAtk/-DGXEU6HnOE/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+13+01.04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWdL3vRLI/AAAAAAAAAtk/-DGXEU6HnOE/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Apr.+13+01.04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188875148831179954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Country roads, take me home.  To the place I belong...&lt;br /&gt;(LOL, Virgina yun eh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss being a child again!!!  Waah!!! &lt;br /&gt;While reading my soul sister, &lt;a href="http://scarletmirage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scarlet&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, I felt nostalgic after seeing his post about TV shows from our childhood years. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, seriously!  &lt;br /&gt;You see, the only anime I ever watched in my whole life was...  tentenenen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKaWL3vRMI/AAAAAAAAAts/9XZXINb2Ras/s1600-h/1605%7EYu-Yu-Hakusho-Posters_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKaWL3vRMI/AAAAAAAAAts/9XZXINb2Ras/s200/1605%7EYu-Yu-Hakusho-Posters_xl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188879426618606786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ghost Fighter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!!  I love, love, loveddd Vincent there!!&lt;br /&gt;I loved the 1&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;00 porsyentong kapangyarihan&lt;/span&gt; ni Taguro!  Bwahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;I loved Eugene's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ray-gun&lt;/span&gt;(?) and I love, love, loveddd the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pacifier-sucking kid, Jericho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was such a tibo back then!&lt;br /&gt;I played with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tex&lt;/span&gt; and all the street games you can imagine, with kids that lived 4 streets away from our house! &lt;br /&gt;Haha!! &lt;br /&gt;That's right, I used to "travel" (hey, 4 streets is long for an 8 year-old girl, itching to run around, okay!)   just to play with kids from the other side of our "Village."  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kasi naman, all the other kids in my street were KJ's, and during that time, they were making our street into a main street na so all cars and public transportations were passing non-stop to and fro which made it unsafe for us younglings to play.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I'm missing my Bedo brothers and sisters, and my BSN2-8 friends, I'm happy I'm meeting and gaining new friends here. &lt;br /&gt;Yay,  me!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKg9b3vRNI/AAAAAAAAAt0/YUy8zFh4E50/s1600-h/n8222461_35510890_766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKg9b3vRNI/AAAAAAAAAt0/YUy8zFh4E50/s200/n8222461_35510890_766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188886697998238930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKiDL3vRRI/AAAAAAAAAuU/40zrn0xbrSk/s1600-h/1_202766390m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKiDL3vRRI/AAAAAAAAAuU/40zrn0xbrSk/s200/1_202766390m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188887896294114578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKiDL3vRQI/AAAAAAAAAuM/ATyaqmoJbz8/s1600-h/1_952532274m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKiDL3vRQI/AAAAAAAAAuM/ATyaqmoJbz8/s200/1_952532274m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188887896294114562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKg9r3vROI/AAAAAAAAAt8/C_ChfOzr1tM/s1600-h/n8222461_35511214_8793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKg9r3vROI/AAAAAAAAAt8/C_ChfOzr1tM/s200/n8222461_35511214_8793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188886702293206242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKg973vRPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TNWWjveQeTc/s1600-h/1_721345558l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKg973vRPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TNWWjveQeTc/s200/1_721345558l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188886706588173554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe Blair Waldorf is trying to imitate me! &lt;br /&gt;Bwahaha!! &lt;br /&gt;Pano ba naman kasi, I saw on one of her pictures, her wearing a pair of shoes looking exactly like mine! &lt;br /&gt;Gasp! &lt;br /&gt;Poser, much? &lt;br /&gt;Haha!!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;You don't believe me? &lt;br /&gt;Here's proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKlsb3vRWI/AAAAAAAAAu8/bLJufD_egQM/s1600-h/chace-crawford-wet-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKlsb3vRWI/AAAAAAAAAu8/bLJufD_egQM/s200/chace-crawford-wet-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188891903498601826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKlrr3vRTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dDu9q9_ZUdQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281132%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKlrr3vRTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dDu9q9_ZUdQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281132%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188891890613699890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKlrr3vRUI/AAAAAAAAAus/UpLqTsKuU_E/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281131%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKlrr3vRUI/AAAAAAAAAus/UpLqTsKuU_E/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281131%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188891890613699906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, diba?  Tsktsk, I hate her!!  Haha!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;EIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't catch me here, you can always find me in Multiply. &lt;br /&gt;Let's be friends there! &lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://purplepink11.multiply.com/profile"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; to view my account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you really can't see my full profile unless you add me because I've made some stuff there (the more personal ones) for contacts only.  Okay, okay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please do follow me on Twitter too! &lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/purplepink11"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a boyband lover!! &lt;br /&gt;Wahaha!!  My first "celebrity" crush ever was Mark Feehily (from Westlife)-- which I recently found out was gay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for being so cheesy but back then I would write him fan mails and make fan fictions of him and me being together forever.  ♥  Bwahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKp473vRXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/4G2MZJqYCaY/s1600-h/35437927_638a2a214b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKp473vRXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/4G2MZJqYCaY/s200/35437927_638a2a214b_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188896516293477746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diba?  How can a 6th grader me resist that boy-next door charm?  =P  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't showered and it's already almost 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Stinky, me!  =P&lt;br /&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/6146059364726799776-1381924726664115306?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1381924726664115306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1381924726664115306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1381924726664115306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1381924726664115306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/signal-to-jeepney-pick-me-up-take-me-to.html' title='Signal to the JEEPNEY, pick me up!  Take me to the place where, I grew up!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/SAKWcb3vRJI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IAtiHVgh8GQ/s72-c/ScreenHunter_03+Apr.+09+22.05.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1387973220345485962</id><published>2008-04-04T19:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:22.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Jollibee!  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-tgIQTxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/YS91UkaVsRU/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281110%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-tgIQTxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/YS91UkaVsRU/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281110%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185541709891653394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss blogging here.  Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been over at Multiply a lot so if you guys have accounts there, feel free to add me up! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok?  =)&lt;br /&gt;Check out my account, it's over at my "me" section on the sidebar. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know you're too tamad to look for it so here's the link anyways...  &lt;a href="http://purplepink11.multiply.com"&gt;CLICK ME&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we're almost halfway done with this Semester. &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be only 6 more weeks, then bye-bye Anatomy, hello Blogger again!!&lt;br /&gt;(Can I get a yehey???  LOL!)  I LOVEEE!! &lt;br /&gt;Haha!!   So yeah, see you guys after 6 weeks, mmkay?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just wanna share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-tAIQTvI/AAAAAAAAAss/yLSrXPi_OpQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281116%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-tAIQTvI/AAAAAAAAAss/yLSrXPi_OpQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281116%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185541701301718770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're gonna be opening a Jollibee branch 2 subway stops from where I live.  (That's like 15 streets away).  Woohoo, I effin love!!!  Oh, diba?  Jollibee East Coast talaga nakalagay?  Soo posh!!  Haha!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, pa-plug lang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-twIQTyI/AAAAAAAAAtE/85p9WLU7MsM/s1600-h/3505099055420l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-twIQTyI/AAAAAAAAAtE/85p9WLU7MsM/s200/3505099055420l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185541714186620706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Don't forget to visit my friend's blog too! &lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://karentumibay.blogspot.com"&gt;karentumibay.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  (Click the URL)&lt;br /&gt;She's new in blogger so let's welcome her ah!   =) &lt;br /&gt;Oh diba, totoo nga yung saying; "Pretty Pinoys in New York, flock together!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, that's it...  XOXO!&lt;br /&gt;You know you miss me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.  &amp;hearts;&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/6146059364726799776-1387973220345485962?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1387973220345485962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1387973220345485962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1387973220345485962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1387973220345485962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-jollibee.html' title='Happy Jollibee!  =)'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R_a-tgIQTxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/YS91UkaVsRU/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281110%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2760731411658903322</id><published>2008-03-13T19:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:11:14.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One sizzling update coming right up!&lt;br /&gt;--After 2 days, that is.  =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget about me, mmkay?? &lt;br /&gt;I promise to post something over the weekends. &lt;br /&gt;Explanations regarding my "absence" will be dealt with there.  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Blog visits will also be done on the weekends, on Saturday to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all, and I do hope you missed me too (kahit konti lang?)!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!!  See you soon!  Mwa!  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2760731411658903322?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2760731411658903322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2760731411658903322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2760731411658903322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2760731411658903322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-sizzling-update-coming-right-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8268105089749402083</id><published>2008-03-02T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:22.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True love is the soul's recognition of it's counterpart in another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8t86pY1Y1I/AAAAAAAAAsk/FWPpnjiXhUU/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28211%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8t86pY1Y1I/AAAAAAAAAsk/FWPpnjiXhUU/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28211%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173365943949419346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We run back to each other when it's convenient.&lt;br /&gt;We know that in the end, we're meant for each other but not for right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we play these games, and act like we're okay when one of us has someone else;&lt;br /&gt;When in reality it tears us apart to know that we can never be happy with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that slight hope that we will end up together that always keeps us running back for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-8268105089749402083?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8268105089749402083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8268105089749402083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8268105089749402083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8268105089749402083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/03/true-love-is-souls-recognition-of-its.html' title='True love is the soul&apos;s recognition of it&apos;s counterpart in another.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8t86pY1Y1I/AAAAAAAAAsk/FWPpnjiXhUU/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28211%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7129431108327186541</id><published>2008-02-29T23:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:22.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>366 Days a Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8jeO5Y1YyI/AAAAAAAAAsM/uLnuqjgpZVk/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281067%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8jeO5Y1YyI/AAAAAAAAAsM/uLnuqjgpZVk/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281067%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172628519539532578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8jePZY1YzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/JodyuZzAVZs/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281066%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8jePZY1YzI/AAAAAAAAAsU/JodyuZzAVZs/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281066%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172628528129467186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Leap Day everyone!  &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want this day to end without me posting anything.  Hello, this only happens once every 4 years!  Haha!  I hope that by 2012 I still get to post something here.  Cool nun diba?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it!  Proper update tomorrow!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Huhu, Atlantic City.  =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7129431108327186541?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7129431108327186541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7129431108327186541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7129431108327186541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7129431108327186541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/366-days-year.html' title='366 Days a Year.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8jeO5Y1YyI/AAAAAAAAAsM/uLnuqjgpZVk/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281067%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7786493707650312190</id><published>2008-02-28T12:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:31:21.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iBored.</title><content type='html'>THE LETTER 'A'&lt;br /&gt;What is your Age?&lt;br /&gt;♥ 21. Read as twenTEEN-one, yo!&lt;br /&gt;What Annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;♥ This person (whom we'll conceal the identity) under the name, King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'B'&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in a Big house?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Well, our apartment IS inside a big building so technically... yes?&lt;br /&gt;When is your Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;♥ October 11!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'C'&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Ferrero Rocher and Milka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'D'&lt;br /&gt;Do you Daydream?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Every minute, every second of the day.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of Dog?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Poodles maybe? Or anything white and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;What Day of the week is it?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Thursday. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'E'&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in the Emergency room?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Never, thank you Lord! =)&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a crush dat starts w/letter E?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Eman!  Wahaha..  Wooh, ikaw may crush sakin eh!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'F'&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Flower?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Tulips and daisies. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'G'&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew Gum?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes, almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Giver or a taker?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Honestly, both. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'H'&lt;br /&gt;What's your Height?&lt;br /&gt;♥ 5'6 or 5'7? Yey!&lt;br /&gt;what color is your Hair?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Brownish-black. Or blackish-brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'I'&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Cookies and Cream OR Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's PhishFood. YUMMMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever Ice skated?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Thrice. Never liked it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an Instrument?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Flute.. Haha. Oh, and nag pianolessons ako nung bata. Haha. I wish I knew how to play the guitar or the drums though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'J'&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Jelly bean?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Those pink-colored ones.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a really hilarious Joke?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes. A lot. =) Want me to share em?? Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear Jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes. Pearl earrings and a silverwatch are my staples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'K'&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to Kill?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Si "King" parin. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want Kids?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yup! 2-3!! Yey!&lt;br /&gt;Where did you have Kindergarten?&lt;br /&gt;♥ CSA! Woohoo!! Loyalty awardee to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'M'&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite Movie?&lt;br /&gt;♥ A lot! But if I were made to choose one, it would be any film with AdamSandler on it! =)&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Chan or Jet Li movies?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Neither. Or maybe Jackie.. But just cause I found him funny in Rush Hour 3.&lt;br /&gt;Do you still watch disney Movies?&lt;br /&gt;♥ YESYESYES!!!  Guilty!&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Mangoes?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yessss!!! FAVEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'N'&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a Nickname?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes, it actually starts with an N too,you know! =D&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite Number?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Dati __. Pero ngayon, wala, hindi na.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer Night over day?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Nights, hands down! Not a morning person, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'O'&lt;br /&gt;Whats your One wish?&lt;br /&gt;♥ It's between me and my God. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'P'&lt;br /&gt;What's a Personality trait you look for in the opposite sex you like?&lt;br /&gt;♥ I'm a sucker for funny guys. Waa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Q'&lt;br /&gt;Are you Quick to judge people?&lt;br /&gt;♥ No naman. Fine, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'R'&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch Reality tv?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes, I love the drama eventhough Iknow it's scripted! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'S'&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer sun or rain?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Sun if I'm happy. Rain for emo days.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Snow?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Before I came here, yes! Pero ngayon,ayoko na. Haha! I like snowflakes though! And playing with snowballs.&lt;br /&gt;Season?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Spring and Fall. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'T'&lt;br /&gt;What Time is it?&lt;br /&gt;♥ 12:47 pm&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up?.&lt;br /&gt;♥ 7 am, I think.  Huhu.  I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'V'&lt;br /&gt;Whats the worst veggie?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Asparagus. Eek. Go check the color of your pee after eating it!&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go on Vacation?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Back home, Pinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'W'&lt;br /&gt;What's your Worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Biting on my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'X'&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an X-ray?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes. Required nung application nung 1st year eh! =D&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a xylophone?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Nope. What a weird question ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Y'&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color yellow?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Yes. =)&lt;br /&gt;What Year were you born in?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Nineteen eighty-six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER 'Z'&lt;br /&gt;Whats your Zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Libra, love!&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in ZODIACS?&lt;br /&gt;♥ Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I posted this on my Friendster bulletin board a few days ago with the title, "Missed my period."  Ofcourse I didn't really miss my period.--  Infact I had it while I was answering this survey then.--  Bwahaha, info overload ba?  Natawa lang ako kasi may mga nagmessage sakin nagtatanong kung buntis daw ba ako kasi nakita nila yung post ko.  Wala lang, crazyyy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edited some answers: sa Friendster kasi naka private eh, friends ko lang talaga makakabasa.  Eh pag dito public, baka mabasa (at sigurado akong babasahin) nung hindi dapat makabasa.  Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi naman, I'm at my school's library right now (may Bio Seminar nga pala kami ngayon!) and I still have, hmm, roughly about an hour and a half before I have to leave for work.  Magtatagalog ako ha kasi baka mabasa nung mga katabi, kalikod at kagilid ko tong sinusulat ko.  Haha.  Dapat naglulunch ako ngayon eh,  kaso natamad nako kumain kasi nagbigay naman sila ng free breakfast kanina.  Yum, bagel and cream cheese!  Bwahaha.  Pero sa totoo lang gutom na ko, nagtatago lang ako dito sa lib kasi ang kulit nung isa kong schoolmate.  Classmate ko kasi siya last sem sa Psych101, eh tapos naging ka-table ko siya kanina.  So parang unwritten rule na na dapat isabay/kasabay ko siya sa breaks namin kasi nga magkakilala kami diba?  Eh ayoko siyang kasama kasi ang weird niya.  Basta ewan, okay naman siya kaso ang weird nung mga topics na tinatanong niya sakin.  Eh buntot siya ng buntot sakin.  Kahapon pa siya eh!  Buti nga kahapon sa ibang table ako kaya may iba nakong katabi kaya hindi siya nakalipat sa table namin.  Eh kanina late ako dumating, eh yung mga late usually sa likod na umuupo.  Eh per table 4 people and kasya, so isa nalang kulang sa table namin.  Bigla ba namang dumating siya.  Ayan tuloy naging ka-table ko siya.  Hindi lang ka-table, katabi pa.  Arg!  Ewan ko ba, he's nice naman.  Pero wala lang, irita lang ako sa mga tao ngayon.  Haha.  Kasi naman tama bang samahan ako pati sa restroom nung break?  Kaya kanina ang ginawa ko, nagpretend akong naiwan ko yung cellphone ko sa CR, so kunwari ng panic-panican ako.  Naglakad nako ng mabilis tapos sabi ko 'I'll see you later at the room" nalang.  Wahaha.  Edi hindi na siya nakahabol.  Pero sayang hindi ko tuloy nakuha yung free lunch namin.  Huhu.  Oh well, at wala narin naman talaga akong balak bumalik sa afternoon session later kasi boring naman nung topics na dinidiscuss.  Bahala na next week, hindi naman graded yung seminar ngayon tsaka naka sign nako sa attendance kaya okay na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sige ikikwento ko nalang yung nangyari sakin.  Yun ngang stalker experience ko last week.  Game?  Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun nga, pauwi nako galing sa job ko.  Ay hindi pala, actually pupunta muna akong Strawberry kasi ipapa exchange ko yung nabili kong top nung isang araw bago ako umuwi.  Nasa bus stop na ko, ako lang mag-isa yung nagaantay tapos medyo madilim na.  Yung bus stop na inaantayan ko, intersection yung kaharap niya.  So ayun nga.  May cab na nag busina sakin from across the street (Busina = Asking if gusto mo sumakay), so shinake ko yung head ko (meaning NO). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes after, may cab naman na pumara na sa harap ko tapos tinanong ulit ako kung gusto ko sumakay.  Pero this time hindi na siya nagbusina, binaba na niya yung window niya sa passenger seat.  Espanyol siya, kasi nung tinanong niya ko, may accent yung English niya.  Remember yung bus stop kung nasan ako, nasa intersection, so kanina nandun siya sa kabilang lane, pero ngayon nandun na siya sa lane kung san papunta yung bus ko.  Nun ko lang napag-connect na siya rin yung nagtanong sakin nung una.  So ayun nga.  Tinanong niya ko bakit daw hindi nalang ako mag-cab, wala daw ba akong pera?  So ako naman naki-ride nalang.  Sabi ko, oo wala nga akong pera, meron lang ako yung Metrocard (yun yung ginagamit dito pagsasakay ng bus or subway).  Tapos tinanong niya ko kung ilang taon na ko.  Kung 19 ba daw or 18?  Dun ko na naisip na, ahh, iba na to, may ibang balak to.  So hindi ko na siya sinagot.  Tapos siguro nakita niyang asar nako, nagstop na siyang ngumisi.  Tapos tinanong niya ko kung san daw ba ko pupunta.  Sabi ko naman sa Steinway (yun yung name nung avenue kung san nandun yung store).  Tapos sabi niya sige sakay nalang ako, libre na.  Sabi ko, hindi, thank you nalang.  Pero paulit ulit parin siya...  Hangang may couple na palakad papunta samin, magaantay din ng bus.  Medyo matanda na sila.  Pagkadating nila nagdrive na ng dahan-dahan yung cab driver, akala ko paalis na siya pero hindi pala, tinigil niya yung kotse niya sa tapat ng isa sa mga restaurants malapit dun sa bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, OMGosh, 1:30 na..  Kailangan ko na umalis!  Haha!!  Tutuloy ko nalang later or baka tomorrow, okie??  Sorry!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7786493707650312190?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7786493707650312190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7786493707650312190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7786493707650312190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7786493707650312190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/ibored.html' title='iBored.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2242595741977884655</id><published>2008-02-25T00:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:22.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>QUICKIE.</title><content type='html'>(Multiply people, click &lt;a href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8JSwa8w91I/AAAAAAAAAsE/TN29PK7tDiY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281041%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8JSwa8w91I/AAAAAAAAAsE/TN29PK7tDiY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281041%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170786313996138322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey!!  Noticed changes?  Haha!  Do you like, do you like?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been updating that much lately and I'm really sorry about that.  I haven't even been visiting your blogs!  Huhu.  Bad, Nadine, bad!  But it's just because of a lot of things (namely)-- work, household chores and ofcourse, social life.  Wahaha!  I'm really just enjoying my break 'cause Session 2's gonna start on the first week of March already.&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a few days ago I caught the coughs and the sniffles.  Since Friday I've been getting high on Nyquil's and Vicks'.  Woohoo.  Not.  And my throat is really sore and dry right now but I'm loving it 'cause it gave me thee "bedroom voice."  Haha.  Jokeee.  But really, mee is not liking the weather right now ha!  It's so erratic.  One minute it's 40degF, the next it's negative; one minute it's very sunny, the next it's snowing and raining.  Tsktsk.  Now people, can you feel the Global Warming?  Say Cheeseeee!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I better sleep now.  I still need to get up early tomorrow and do the laundry, then go to work after (I know, CHILD LABORRRR!!  LOL!  Nah, it's all good!).  Whopdee-doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yeah.  Maybe my next entry will be about the thing that happened to me last Wednesday.  Soo freaky, really.  *gets goosebumps*  Joke lang!  I didn't get goosebumps.  It's not scary-"monster"-scary...  It's scary-"stalker-maniac"-scary.&lt;br /&gt;Hay, only in New York...  Only in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee!!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2242595741977884655?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2242595741977884655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2242595741977884655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2242595741977884655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2242595741977884655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/quickie.html' title='QUICKIE.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R8JSwa8w91I/AAAAAAAAAsE/TN29PK7tDiY/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281041%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8814714225340188860</id><published>2008-02-22T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:22.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a friend, Peter Parker?</title><content type='html'>Now what the flying F is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kjNK8w9xI/AAAAAAAAArk/RenfQp1bNuU/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+12+11.51.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kjNK8w9xI/AAAAAAAAArk/RenfQp1bNuU/s400/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+12+11.51.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168200756568848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to sound like I think I'm all that, but I know some people Google my name and my blog ( I KNOW, I have a tracker!).&lt;br /&gt;But this?&lt;br /&gt;One word:--&lt;br /&gt;Eww.&lt;br /&gt;Arr!&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  How can you make yourself un-googable?  Can you give me some tips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I wanna change my layy!  I have a concept in mind already and I'm excited about it.  Think Jawbreaker (actually one of my fave movies when I was younger).  You likey, you likey?  Heehee.  Maybe sometime next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-8814714225340188860?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8814714225340188860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8814714225340188860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8814714225340188860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8814714225340188860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-friend-peter-parker.html' title='Just a friend, Peter Parker?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kjNK8w9xI/AAAAAAAAArk/RenfQp1bNuU/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+12+11.51.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6075500344873546115</id><published>2008-02-19T11:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:23.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflected Shadows.</title><content type='html'>A Babysitters' Secret--&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZH68w9qI/AAAAAAAAAqs/o1CPssmZ6aw/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281026%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZH68w9qI/AAAAAAAAAqs/o1CPssmZ6aw/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281026%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168189671258257058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While waiting at the school's park.&lt;br /&gt;Make that thee perfect time to make good use of your IPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZIK8w9rI/AAAAAAAAAq0/h5MR2cqyQYg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28971%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZIK8w9rI/AAAAAAAAAq0/h5MR2cqyQYg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28971%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168189675553224370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got sick of playing pretend Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;so Poof!, I turned Michelle into a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdCLK9oP83I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdCLK9oP83I&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While doing homework, act as if you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZHq8w9oI/AAAAAAAAAqc/swjvlUOEdJs/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281023%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZHq8w9oI/AAAAAAAAAqc/swjvlUOEdJs/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281023%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168189666963289730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZH68w9pI/AAAAAAAAAqk/VVbWt31kQiU/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281024%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZH68w9pI/AAAAAAAAAqk/VVbWt31kQiU/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281024%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168189671258257042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But at the end of the day, you know she still loves you.&lt;br /&gt;Proof A:  When asked to write a sentence with the word "BEST" on it, she wrote--&lt;br /&gt;"My baby-sitter is the best."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof B:  Whenever you have to leave, she starts giving you kisses and tells her dad, "Why can't you come home at 6?", and then baby cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OMGosh LiLo!!  What have you done?  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7r6tq8w9yI/AAAAAAAAArs/x-okgwFLqQc/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+19+10.48.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7r6tq8w9yI/AAAAAAAAArs/x-okgwFLqQc/s400/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+19+10.48.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168719184891279138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7r6t68w9zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/8h7cioiAjgM/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Feb.+19+10.48.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7r6t68w9zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/8h7cioiAjgM/s400/ScreenHunter_02+Feb.+19+10.48.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168719189186246450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I gotta admit, I do love the shots.  Hmm, but the freckles?  Not really a fan.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;There’s this girl,&lt;br /&gt;I know I see her everyday.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's miserable from head to toe;&lt;br /&gt;She's not as happy as she says.&lt;br /&gt;Outside she puts on a smile,&lt;br /&gt;But she's crying inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; All the while she pretends what they say doesn't bother her,&lt;br /&gt;So she just laughs...&lt;br /&gt;But her eyes are pouring out invisible tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;She acts as though she loves life,&lt;br /&gt;But really she feels like, "Why not?  It's not like it would matter!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this girl well!&lt;br /&gt;I even know her thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; She tries so hard to be perfect...&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;She feels like she's not good enough...&lt;br /&gt;Like life is sometimes too tough.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; This girl is part of me.&lt;br /&gt;She’s always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I see her whenever I look in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-6075500344873546115?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6075500344873546115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6075500344873546115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6075500344873546115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6075500344873546115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/reflected-shadows.html' title='Reflected Shadows.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kZH68w9qI/AAAAAAAAAqs/o1CPssmZ6aw/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281026%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-175935930794126350</id><published>2008-02-17T21:10:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:23.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I still feel the butterflies whenever we have those "hang-up, no you hang-up first" moments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRm68w9nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wiBDVq8DSNE/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRm68w9nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wiBDVq8DSNE/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168181407741179506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Belated Happy V day everyone!  =D]&lt;br /&gt;Hello old friend, I'm back!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been itching to write here since last week but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tamaditis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I bet this is gonna be really short 'cause while writing this, I'm also on the phone talking to my friend.  I know, I AM the multi-tasking Queen!  =D&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;So yeah, update? Update?--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ONE:&lt;br /&gt;Now this came straight from the horse's (or Kitty Minky's!) mouth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer's Strike, OVER!  GG, Back in business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighton (uyy, close!) and I just spent the entire afternoon watching Breakfast at Tiffany's over her place and that was where she told me the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.  Don't mind the schizophrenic me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TWO:&lt;br /&gt;Session 2 just ended!  Woohoo!  Spring Semester, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;Gulp, Anatomy..  we meet again.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THREE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAm68w9XI/AAAAAAAAAoU/m_aYIC9-bTY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281033%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAm68w9XI/AAAAAAAAAoU/m_aYIC9-bTY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281033%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168162716043507058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAma8w9WI/AAAAAAAAAoM/2PL3yNQUnmQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281036%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAma8w9WI/AAAAAAAAAoM/2PL3yNQUnmQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281036%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168162707453572450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph and I spent Vday night at Thee Madison Square Garden (LOL, Sorry first-timer! Haha!) with Thee Rob Thomas and his entourage.  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAnK8w9ZI/AAAAAAAAAok/YIK2rI7_EQY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281035%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAnK8w9ZI/AAAAAAAAAok/YIK2rI7_EQY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281035%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168162720338474386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAnK8w9YI/AAAAAAAAAoc/azuQ5uOYImo/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281034%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kAnK8w9YI/AAAAAAAAAoc/azuQ5uOYImo/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281034%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168162720338474370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some videos.  These are only snippets.  If you wanna watch all of them, visit my YTube account &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/nadzie04"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.   =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMGosh, I can never show my face to you guys again after you hear me singing along to them.  My voice is definitely something only my mother could love.  =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3r_1NLK6nE4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3r_1NLK6nE4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Alanis Morisette in the house, yo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't even know that she was gonna be there!   There was this new band called Mude Math or Duth Math (I don't remember!) which played first.  We thought they were front acting Matchbox so her presence was really unexpected.-- Plus, her name wasn't even on the promos so it was really a "double treat" for us.  Haha!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKYrhQcJ-oI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKYrhQcJ-oI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last song.  Ironic.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gahd, I'm really sorry about my voice.  I didn't know that the camera would pick up on it that loud.  Arr!&lt;br /&gt;(Never mind the captions in YTube, I'll edit those later!)&lt;br /&gt;She was sooo good!  The voice, man!  And it was sooper funny 'cause she did her "My Humps" version.  Haha!!  Hilarious!  Too bad I wasn't able to take a video of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND for the MAIN COURSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJn7gqEXT4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJn7gqEXT4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing the countdown 'cause they had this big timer at the stage (which you couldn't see because of the lights!)&lt;br /&gt;AT ETO GRABE:  "NADINE, HINDI SIYA HOW FAR WE'LL GO, HOW FAR WE'VE COME SIYAAA!!!"  =P  Nakakahiya!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQu91kzOJ1Y&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQu91kzOJ1Y&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't even know it was his birthday!  Aww, we got to celebrate it with him!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ADbgw5Wkccc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ADbgw5Wkccc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their last song.  Push.  =)&lt;br /&gt;Kawawa naman yung boses ko jan, naghihingalo na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And whatever okay, I know that the videos are in very bad condition.  But it's not my camera's fault okay!  It's only because we were seated at the farthest end because all the good seats were already sold out.  And it's cause they didn't have that big white screen.  So there!  Haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kJGq8w9aI/AAAAAAAAAos/BQK7eoxf1UQ/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+17+23.26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kJGq8w9aI/AAAAAAAAAos/BQK7eoxf1UQ/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+17+23.26.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168172057597375906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our section was the one on the left (the 2 orange sections together) at the topmost right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I can't believe it!  I checked the Madison Garden's official website (&lt;a href="http://thegarden.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;), and found out that the Spice Girls are gonna be performing there tomorrow.  Oh noessss!!!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's it.  My friend is kinda getting irritated with the sound of my clacking keyboard already.  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Oh yeah, I got my hair cut.  I was going for the Asian Mullet (CINDYYY!!! Hindi man lang nila tiningnan yung pic mo!! Huhu!) look but FORTUNATELY for me (SARCASTIC MODE: ON!), the Chinese stylist didn't understand a word I was saying.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kOAa8w9hI/AAAAAAAAApk/zS1xhmgjSig/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Feb.+17+23.47.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kOAa8w9hI/AAAAAAAAApk/zS1xhmgjSig/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Feb.+17+23.47.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168177447781332498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kMYK8w9bI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Uur3Ub2rJFE/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28947%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kMYK8w9bI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Uur3Ub2rJFE/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28947%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168175656779969970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kMZK8w9fI/AAAAAAAAApU/4IXjBAOo6Tg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28951%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kMZK8w9fI/AAAAAAAAApU/4IXjBAOo6Tg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28951%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168175673959839218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kMe68w9gI/AAAAAAAAApc/wKZZvOYcDvk/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28954%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kMe68w9gI/AAAAAAAAApc/wKZZvOYcDvk/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28954%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168175772744087042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these, my friend, are how you're eyes might look like when you spend the whole night crying yourself to sleep.  Haha.  Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.P.S.  President's Day tomorrow.  HOLIDAYYY!!  Woohoo!!  SALEEEE!!!  Woohoo!!  Laptop, ITouch or IPhone, that is the question!  Helpppp!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S.  It was soo effin cold this week that it snowed for 2 days.  A blizzard even came the day before that!&lt;br /&gt;And what do you do when it snows and it's really, really cold and the roads are slippery?&lt;br /&gt;You let the kiddos play AND you JOIN THEM!&lt;br /&gt;I really am a very good babysitter!! &lt;br /&gt;Bwahaha!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kQ_68w9jI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kwhNJzH_G8M/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kQ_68w9jI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kwhNJzH_G8M/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168180737726281266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRAK8w9kI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2yOy1gKY5VI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRAK8w9kI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2yOy1gKY5VI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168180742021248578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kQ_q8w9iI/AAAAAAAAAps/EDqgsnkRc_k/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28998%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kQ_q8w9iI/AAAAAAAAAps/EDqgsnkRc_k/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28998%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168180733431313954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After playtime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRAa8w9lI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IYwc4dS8dWs/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRAa8w9lI/AAAAAAAAAqE/IYwc4dS8dWs/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168180746316215890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha.  Tiredddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;('Cause I'm very sure I wouldn't be able to make an entry tomorrow since my Mom's gonna be here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&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/6146059364726799776-175935930794126350?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/175935930794126350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=175935930794126350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/175935930794126350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/175935930794126350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-still-feel-butterflies-whenever-we.html' title='I still feel the butterflies whenever we have those &quot;hang-up, no you hang-up first&quot; moments.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R7kRm68w9nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wiBDVq8DSNE/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%281015%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6027779270974591164</id><published>2008-02-06T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:02:17.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike 3, you're out!</title><content type='html'>STRIKE TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Strike One, click &lt;a href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/whos-your-daddy.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of PHil., my part will now be played by BWal.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SBG:  "Have you ever lived in a farm?"&lt;br /&gt;Blaire:  (confused look)  "Huh, no.   Why?"&lt;br /&gt;SBG:  "Cause you sure know how to raise cocks!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-6027779270974591164?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6027779270974591164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6027779270974591164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6027779270974591164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6027779270974591164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/strike-3-youre-out.html' title='Strike 3, you&apos;re out!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-4126799170479155266</id><published>2008-02-05T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:23.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to us, LL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YgE8yjJ0I/AAAAAAAAAn0/v0GF1AQ0qG0/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+03+15.09.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162849292236564290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YgE8yjJ0I/AAAAAAAAAn0/v0GF1AQ0qG0/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+03+15.09.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been exactly 365 days since we first got together and although I'm happy that until now, we still are... I'm sorry but I just have to say this...&lt;br /&gt;I still miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please. Just try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have known each other since forever. He was literally with me when I was being "pushed"out of this world. We grew up together. We were there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 20 years he has been my home, and although yes, I am madly in love with you, I will not deny the fact that if he asks me to get back together with him again, I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Wooshoo.. Chikka lang yan! Haha! =D Pero oo, sine-celebrate namin ngayon ni Lady Liberty ang annibersaryo namin. Grabe, isang taon na kami!! Isang taon na ko dito!! Haha! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pero hindi ka mawawala dito sa puso ko, Juan dela Cruz.&lt;br /&gt;Poreber ka na dito... poreber, pramis! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. After all the NY talk, you must, must, must check this video out.&lt;br /&gt;I love, love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, huh? =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-4126799170479155266?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/4126799170479155266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=4126799170479155266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4126799170479155266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4126799170479155266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/heres-to-us-ll.html' title='Here&apos;s to us, LL!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YgE8yjJ0I/AAAAAAAAAn0/v0GF1AQ0qG0/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Feb.+03+15.09.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5250917680266685031</id><published>2008-02-04T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventhough the gods are crazy, eventhough the stars are blind.</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I had watched a lot of movies this past week.-- First there's P.S.I Love You, then Cloverfield.. then Untraceable.. and 27 Dresses.. and finally, Meet the Spartans-- which really sucked! And this week we're planning to watch some more.. How She Move, Over Her Dead Body, The Eye and Fool's Gold (Yey, Matthew and Kate!♥).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I missed Atonement though! Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm definitely waiting for Jumper! Woohoo! That hottie Hayden Christensen can walk in my sky anytime. Haha! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to announce that I'm officially done with my Paris Hilton phase! Haha! I'm over her!!! I don't even know why I idolized her in the first place anyways. Maybe it's because of her clothes.. or her love for the color pink.. But it's most definitely not because of her stupid dog.. or her sex video! Hmm.. I guess I just was young back then.. Yeah, young and stupid. Haha! She's not even pretty.. and she has horrendous knees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQiMyjJxI/AAAAAAAAAnc/eep8UMEWXfQ/s1600-h/post_image-0121_paris_hilton_grosslegs_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162832202561693458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQiMyjJxI/AAAAAAAAAnc/eep8UMEWXfQ/s200/post_image-0121_paris_hilton_grosslegs_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she's ruining Elisha Cuthbert! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQjMyjJzI/AAAAAAAAAns/V-MIjQzWyq8/s1600-h/post_image-0131_paris_hilton_elisha_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162832219741562674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQjMyjJzI/AAAAAAAAAns/V-MIjQzWyq8/s200/post_image-0131_paris_hilton_elisha_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Elisha, why?? I've always liked you eversince your Girl Next Door days. Don't ruin your life!! Stop hanging out with the Queen of Herpes. Haha, jokee!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQisyjJyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/X3Sjkqkf_v4/s1600-h/post_image-0130_paris_hilton_nyc_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162832211151628066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQisyjJyI/AAAAAAAAAnk/X3Sjkqkf_v4/s200/post_image-0130_paris_hilton_nyc_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ugh! Fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have my Blair-bear with me for the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQh8yjJwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/SWy1L5mfwf0/s1600-h/blair_waldorf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162832198266726146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQh8yjJwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/SWy1L5mfwf0/s200/blair_waldorf1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Now, THAT'S HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There's always going to be that one guy.. That no matter what happens between you two, no matter how long you go without talking, you never stop loving him. :X &lt;/blockquote&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/6146059364726799776-5250917680266685031?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5250917680266685031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5250917680266685031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5250917680266685031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5250917680266685031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/eventhough-gods-are-crazy-eventhough.html' title='Eventhough the gods are crazy, eventhough the stars are blind.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6YQiMyjJxI/AAAAAAAAAnc/eep8UMEWXfQ/s72-c/post_image-0121_paris_hilton_grosslegs_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3961713278210494835</id><published>2008-02-03T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nanny Diaries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6XvqcyjJuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-hPQ0NgKxxw/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28915%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6XvqcyjJuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-hPQ0NgKxxw/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28915%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162796060411897570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very freaky-looking ("TIYANAK"-like) mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;(Because just so you know, eventhough I like KIDS, I've always been secretly afraid of BABIES.  I think all infants are TIYANAKS (thanks to Shake, Rattle and Roll movies when I was younger!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED BLOGGING!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to update because I got really busy with a lot of things!  For those of you who still don't know, yes, I am now a baby-sitter!  =D  Haha!  I have been "working" (NOTE: "Working" because all I need to do is help her do her homework... after that, we just watch TV, play computer/Wii/PS3/DS/"princess-princess" and eat.  Man, that's the LIFEEE!!) for Michelle for 5 days now (for 3 hours a day-- 2:30 to 5:30 pm), and last Friday I got my very first pay!  Haha!  $150, babyyy!!  I'm gonna use that and my pay next week to treat my Mom to the salon cause she's gonna be celebrating her (GASP!) 54th birthday!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got my facial done last Friday at Chinatown, ALONE.  Yey, claps for me for quickly learning the twists and turns there!  Man, I needed that break.  They gave me free upper body massages and eyebrow tweezing.  Painful?  Yes!  But don't you agree that with pain comes pleasure?  Haha!  Bastossss!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's it for now.  I still need to re-do my paper 'cause my professor said it lacks theory.  Ugh.  I hate!!  Oh, and I'm really excited 'cause Mary and some of her friends are planning to come over here (they're from Philadelphia) on the 16th to watch Phantom of the Opera.  Sana matuloy!!!  Mary, pilitin mo silaaaaaa!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I am just the one he loves...  not the one he's committed to."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3961713278210494835?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3961713278210494835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3961713278210494835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3961713278210494835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3961713278210494835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/02/nanny-diaries.html' title='The Nanny Diaries.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R6XvqcyjJuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-hPQ0NgKxxw/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28915%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-864809436867041257</id><published>2008-01-28T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush now baby, don't you cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R54i28yjJtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gTOoB9RRAfw/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Jan.+28+13.44.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R54i28yjJtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gTOoB9RRAfw/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Jan.+28+13.44.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160600550439593682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There will come a point in your life when you'll get tired of trying to fix everything and chasing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a realization that you don't need all those you went after because what you need are those who stood by you even if you never needed them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-864809436867041257?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/864809436867041257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=864809436867041257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/864809436867041257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/864809436867041257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/hush-now-baby-dont-you-cry.html' title='Hush now baby, don&apos;t you cry.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R54i28yjJtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/gTOoB9RRAfw/s72-c/ScreenHunter_02+Jan.+28+13.44.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2426589680035095558</id><published>2008-01-23T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R5fWxsyjJpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Hi-X35KVDuM/s1600-h/1_985352748l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R5fWxsyjJpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Hi-X35KVDuM/s400/1_985352748l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158828047501305490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2426589680035095558?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2426589680035095558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2426589680035095558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2426589680035095558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2426589680035095558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/can-you-tell-me-what-was-ever-really.html' title='Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R5fWxsyjJpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Hi-X35KVDuM/s72-c/1_985352748l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-128886124044451365</id><published>2008-01-21T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or treat, smell my feet.  Give me something good to eat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R5U8uwrKk4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/MmwHLk-Qxxg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28913%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R5U8uwrKk4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/MmwHLk-Qxxg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28913%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158095722260370306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Me and my bloated face!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was watching some movies online with my friend,-- yes, we're friends now!, Earl.  Nyahaha!  It was supposed to be Cloverfield but I didn't like it so I stopped it midway.  Then he recommended Battle Royale...  I've never heard of it before yesterday but it turns out it was pretty good!  It's this Japanese flick wherein a class of high school students inside a school bus were kidnapped and taken into an abandoned island which later on turns out to be some kind of battleground.  You could only get out of there when all of your other classmates are dead, so basically you're gonna have to kill for survival 'cause only 1 person gets to leave.  It's a cool movie if you're like into gory stuff like me...  So yeah, try to watch it!  =)  Then after Battle Royale, I watched 27 dresses... which was...  soo effin' bad, it puts the B in Boring!!!   Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since this blog is dedicated to all things silly and yummy...  Yes, that is me after eating half a pint of my current addiction, Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Phish Food Ice Cream!  Arrr!  Imagine??  Half a pint??  I was outside the bathroom that time 'cause I was trying to do a Blair Waldorf, which was to stick my finger down my throat...  I was successful at doing that but nothing came out!  Haha!  I wonder why??  Maybe I'm not fit to be bulimic!  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had crazy food cravings which usually lasts for more or less one month.  It's an addictive cycle wherein once im fixated on something, I eat it over and over AND over again until I get sick of it...  Yes, over and over again, meaning everyday (or at least every other day!).&lt;br /&gt;Here are some them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy (the chips!) and chocnuts during recess and lunch when I was in high school.  --(My BC babies can totally attest to this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hershey's Cookies 'n cream chocobits, those pink and purple colored Nerds and "mixed" flavored fries when I was in Grade 4. --(which me and my busmates would buy and eat on the bus on the way home!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango float --(also during high school!!  Oh, how I miss CSA!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taho!!!  --(*and with a shy smile* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manong, padami nung matamis, please&lt;/span&gt;!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food from Fiat and Lolo Claro's and the "bahay-kubo"-like-place right outside Nicasia when I was in LaSalle!  --(Oh, I miss my BSN28!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEMA!!  --(Eman!!  Red!!  Migs- the poem!!!  Haha!!  =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lays' cheddar and sour cream!  --(my comfort food when I came here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese's peanut butter cups  --(which only lasted for a week..  two at most!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad from the school's caf. --(and from Seattle's!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McD's friesss!!! --(This one never went away.. till now!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, it's the one I was telling you earlier (B&amp;amp;J's Phish Food Ice Cream), and just so you know, it's not "fish-food" flavored (YUCK!), it was named that way 'cause the chocolate bits inside were shaped like cute little fishies.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tons more I'm sure, but I just couldn't remember them already!  =)   A lot of my friends have scolded me (Karla!!  Haha!!) for eating just for the sake of munching.  I know, I'm a pig!  Haha!!  =D  But what can I do, food makes my tummy happy!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love it too(food!),&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-128886124044451365?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/128886124044451365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=128886124044451365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/128886124044451365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/128886124044451365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat-smell-my-feet-give-me.html' title='Trick or treat, smell my feet.  Give me something good to eat!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R5U8uwrKk4I/AAAAAAAAAmM/MmwHLk-Qxxg/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28913%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1359826232500046766</id><published>2008-01-20T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:20:45.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise that you’ll love me.  Love me like you’ll never see me again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU, HOTNESS!  Haha!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;( -And also cause I'm not in the mood to write anything!  =P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the voicemail Ben, the number-giver, left me a few hours after he gave me his number.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry I replayed it cause I thought the 1st recording didn't work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxMI7nRUkhg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxMI7nRUkhg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(Haha!  It's NADINE, not "Neydeeen!!!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyways, replying to the tags and comments tomorrow since we have no classes-- Martin Luther King Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K?  Bye!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1359826232500046766?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1359826232500046766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1359826232500046766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1359826232500046766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1359826232500046766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/promise-that-youll-love-me-love-me-like.html' title='Promise that you’ll love me.  Love me like you’ll never see me again.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6567604407548937925</id><published>2008-01-18T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about.  And she's got everything that I have to live without.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGQrKkvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2V_3C2z37R8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28894%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGQrKkvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2V_3C2z37R8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28894%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156578799940965106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm depressed!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's finally confirmed!&lt;br /&gt;Why writers, whyyyy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGgrKkwI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CkwLIXrH34o/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28893%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGgrKkwI/AAAAAAAAAlM/CkwLIXrH34o/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28893%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156578804235932418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Random photos from class.--  While we were watching this super cool video about Child Development!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGgrKkyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uEKGkLutKGg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28897%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGgrKkyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uEKGkLutKGg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28897%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156578804235932450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGgrKkxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8bMvA7VGq9E/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28899%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGgrKkxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8bMvA7VGq9E/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28899%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156578804235932434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Good Morning, sunshine!)&lt;br /&gt;.XOXO.&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/6146059364726799776-6567604407548937925?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6567604407548937925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6567604407548937925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6567604407548937925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6567604407548937925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/ill-bet-shes-beautiful-that-girl-he.html' title='I&apos;ll bet she&apos;s beautiful, that girl he talks about.  And she&apos;s got everything that I have to live without.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4_ZGQrKkvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2V_3C2z37R8/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28894%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1792427164059808417</id><published>2008-01-17T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:24.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my calling!  *Covergirl*  =P</title><content type='html'>(Got these from Kat!  =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what my real calling is!  It doesn't have anything to do with Nursing, Teaching, or becoming a Flight Attendant.  It is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magmypic.com/uploads/0/80/0809de88e64d41484d58f0c144a0e17d_COSMO_sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magmypic.com/uploads/4/6f/46f72effa59fde8ab4ea1b8fe51a1192_VOGUE_sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Modeling!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha!!  =)  Putting my cam-whoring skills to good use!  =P&lt;br /&gt;Visit my other profiles: --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendster- to see my MAXIM photoshoot [&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://profiles.friendster.com/nadinearraiza"&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/nadinearraiza&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Multiply- for my SEVENTEEN cover [http://purplepink11.multiply.com]&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Facebook- my ROLLING STONE ad [http://lagcc.facebook.com/profile.php?id=500211818]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha!!  Sorry, feelingera post!!  Just feeling pretty...  PRETTY UGLY  lately!&lt;br /&gt;Kasiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R45QugrKkuI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KJUT9pohsFk/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_04+Jan.+16+13.44.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R45QugrKkuI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KJUT9pohsFk/s200/ScreenHunter_04+Jan.+16+13.44.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156147383360983778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Will reply to the tags &amp;amp; comments tom!-- (Wala akong pasok!!)  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1792427164059808417?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1792427164059808417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1792427164059808417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1792427164059808417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1792427164059808417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-my-calling-covergirl-p.html' title='This is my calling!  *Covergirl*  =P'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R45QugrKkuI/AAAAAAAAAk8/KJUT9pohsFk/s72-c/ScreenHunter_04+Jan.+16+13.44.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5102152677836215561</id><published>2008-01-16T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:25.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I say, "Brr!  It's cold in here!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGgrKklI/AAAAAAAAAj0/u8xKr5cSw5c/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28889%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGgrKklI/AAAAAAAAAj0/u8xKr5cSw5c/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28889%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155881713863922258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha!  =D  Some guy gave me his number while I was walking at 6th Ave. yesterday.  It was soo funny!  I searched for him in Facebook and found his account!  Haha!!  =D  Lookie, lookie (his pictures!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HYQrKkqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/S0fLwK8viNQ/s1600-h/n515829859_232749_248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HYQrKkqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/S0fLwK8viNQ/s200/n515829859_232749_248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155925999271711394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This maybe the most normal shot you can see of him!  Because...&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HZArKktI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HsVxTX_7bl0/s1600-h/n515829859_232760_4086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HZArKktI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HsVxTX_7bl0/s200/n515829859_232760_4086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155926012156613330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HYwrKksI/AAAAAAAAAks/uUNlSpPoEio/s1600-h/n515829859_232758_3409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HYwrKksI/AAAAAAAAAks/uUNlSpPoEio/s200/n515829859_232758_3409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155926007861646018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wahaha!!  WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE???  I think he might be a pornstar!  Haha!  Watchuthink???  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Too bad, if only I've met him when he was younger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HYwrKkrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/v3DwKZKmKHI/s1600-h/n515829859_232754_1999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R42HYwrKkrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/v3DwKZKmKHI/s200/n515829859_232754_1999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155926007861646002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sayang!  Pero pwedeng pang puppy-love nun!  Haha!  =D  (He's the one on the left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, I won't be calling him to "hang-out and stuff"(his words!).  So, call him if you're interested.. duh, you already have his number!  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities are really lucky they have their winter homes in 'freakin Dubai or some hidden island in God-knows-where during this kind of weather!  I hate winter!  I abso-effin-lutely hate it!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it because--&lt;br /&gt;-  it makes my kulot, salot hair all frizzy!&lt;br /&gt;-  it makes me miss my Havaianas and shorts!&lt;br /&gt;-  the sun is only seen from 7-something to 4pm-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;!  (I miss it!)&lt;br /&gt;-  it causes my skin dryness.. and my lips, chappyness(if ever there's a word?).&lt;br /&gt;-  it spells innerwear, sweaters, turtlenecks, tights, leg warmers, jeans, gloves, bonnets and jackets (YES, all at the same time!).&lt;br /&gt;-  it makes the hair on my legs grow faster(I don't even know why!).&lt;br /&gt;-  it takes forever, and I mean, FOREVER to get dressed even if you're just gonna go grab something at the deli!&lt;br /&gt;-  (this is funny!)--  a friend once told me it reminded her of Shakespeare's, "to be or not to be"-- but in this case it's "too pee or not to pee", since you have to go through this whole process of undressingANDredressing just to let it out!  And yeah, it really is no laughing matter being stuck in a cubicle (with used tampons, boogers and whatnots!) with like a ton of clothing on.&lt;br /&gt;-  and don't even get me started with SNOW!  Ughhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it!  I just hate it!  Bwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Winter is evil I tell you, eviiiiiil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;This was during our 15-minute break.  We weren't hungry so we didn't leave the room.  I was sleepy and bored too, soooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGwrKkmI/AAAAAAAAAj8/reTOm00hkso/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28888%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGwrKkmI/AAAAAAAAAj8/reTOm00hkso/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28888%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155881718158889570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sinong may crush dito???  Haha!!  Potpot, is dat youuuu???  =P &lt;br /&gt;I like his laugh!  It's really contagious!  I hate his hands though!  Parang pang construction worker!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGwrKknI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U_Sk5P4oZe0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28887%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGwrKknI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U_Sk5P4oZe0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28887%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155881718158889586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy's story naman is, he has already taken our class (DevPsych) last Session (with the same prof!), pero he got an F from her so he needed to take it again.  What I don't get is, why did he take it again with the same prof?  What if she gives him an F again?  Weird!  Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need to do my paper now!  Yesss, I know, another one!!!-- (Pero sa totoo lang, hindi ko pa yun gagawin ngayon, sa Tuesday pa naman ipapasa eh..)  Magbabasa lang ako ng GG!!  Haha..  So, byeeeee!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGwrKkoI/AAAAAAAAAkM/z9GZTgLQIPs/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28886%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGwrKkoI/AAAAAAAAAkM/z9GZTgLQIPs/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28886%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155881718158889602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; XOXO.  =P&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/6146059364726799776-5102152677836215561?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5102152677836215561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5102152677836215561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5102152677836215561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5102152677836215561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-say-brr-its-cold-in-here.html' title='I say, &quot;Brr!  It&apos;s cold in here!&quot;'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R41fGgrKklI/AAAAAAAAAj0/u8xKr5cSw5c/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28889%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3084319106547369734</id><published>2008-01-15T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:25.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing in this world can stop us tonight.  I can do what she can do, so much better!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4reowrKkeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ThWySh0YVWI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28872%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155177515321037282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4reowrKkeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ThWySh0YVWI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28872%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just hate wannabe pimples?&lt;br /&gt;Pimplets, that's what I call them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seryoso, what's their purpose ba in life?&lt;br /&gt;Ugly, nasty little bumps!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really!&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I wash my face 3x a day na nga eh, sometimes even 4 (in between classes!).&lt;br /&gt;What more do you want from me, ha?!?&lt;br /&gt;At isa pa pala, itong mga singaws!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimplets and singaws!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi talaga pwedeng hindi sila isa-isa lang kung tumubo eh, diba?&lt;br /&gt;Motto kasi siguro nila talaga eh, "No man is an island!", kaya yan kung nasan yung isa nilang friend eh jumojoin din sila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aba, talaga naman, magaling, magaling, magaling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3084319106547369734?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3084319106547369734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3084319106547369734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3084319106547369734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3084319106547369734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-in-this-world-can-stop-us.html' title='Nothing in this world can stop us tonight.  I can do what she can do, so much better!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4reowrKkeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ThWySh0YVWI/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28872%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2601759901661972406</id><published>2008-01-14T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:25.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can make you nice and naughty, be the devil and angel too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAgrKkgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Hu1dpkeOCdI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28877%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAgrKkgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Hu1dpkeOCdI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28877%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155439607110341122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a GG-high!  Woohoo!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh!!  My wish came true!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you just don't know how happy I am right now!!  Thank you, Mid-Manhattan Library!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAwrKkiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/HKy21Jy6lt4/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28880%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAwrKkiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/HKy21Jy6lt4/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28880%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155439611405308450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one I bought at Atlantic City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A week ago I went there(at the Lib, not at Atlantic City!) and made some requests.  Then last Friday, someone from the Library called our house and told me that out of the 10 books I've requested, 3 were already ready for pick-up.  I went to get them a while ago, but surprise, surprise...  almost all the books I've requested were there already(only 1 was missing)!  I really wasn't expecting all of them and geez, I only had my schoolbag with me so how the hell would I be able to get them all inside, right?   It's a good thing I stopped by Express first to purchase the $15 giftcard they sent me(I don't even know why they sent me one, but hey, I'm not complaining!) so I had their plastic bag with me.  By the way, this is what I bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vQqgrKkkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZduXjAXi_5c/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28883%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vQqgrKkkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZduXjAXi_5c/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28883%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155443627199730242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It kinda looks like a belt-bag, but it's really not.  And eventhough it doesn't look that great in the picture, it's actually pretty cute when you see it for real!  Bad, lighting, bad!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pink, O-ye!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here are the books!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAgrKkhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/mMnYwmaG8VI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28878%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAgrKkhI/AAAAAAAAAjU/mMnYwmaG8VI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28878%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155439607110341138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=D  I'm soo happy, I could eat a horse!  Yey, me!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And oh, I forgot..  While on the way going there, we passed by the Serendipity Cafe!  It was actually my first time to see it!  I was expecting it would be somewhat grand-looking or whatever, but it was really small and ordinary.  I guess it's just the movie that made it famous.  But, I still wanna eat there someday...  Just to take some pictures and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got these from overheardinnewyork.com.  "Gossip" there is just soo funny that I couldn't help myself from posting some of my faves here!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Black dude #1, eating ice cream&lt;/span&gt;: My priorities in life is my family... Ummm... Food... And, ummm... Pussy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Black dude #2&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, I love pussy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Black dude #1&lt;/span&gt;: I know, man. Me, too. I'm addicted to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Black dude #2&lt;/span&gt;: I wish it tasted more like Häagen-Dazs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Black dude #1&lt;/span&gt;: Word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Bag lady&lt;/span&gt;: Don't you call me no grandma! That ain't right. I'm a 'nana,' not a 'grandma.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Hobo&lt;/span&gt;: I ain't call you no grandma -- I called you a old lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Bag lady&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, okay. Yeah, that's right, 'cause I ain't no grandma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt;: Don't you get embarrassed carrying a Discman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Girl with Discman&lt;/span&gt;: I don't get embarrassed... Except that one time I farted in high school. But it was only embarrassing because I sneezed and farted at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt;: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Bus driver&lt;/span&gt;: No phones on the bus. I don't care if you got problems with your mother, or your brother, or girlfriend got a problem with boyfriend, or boyfriend got a problem with girlfriend, or girlfriend-girlfriend, or boyfriend-boyfriend, or just you got a sad, pathetic life, because other passengers do not like to hear those things. And if you sleep, leave your shoes on -- people take their shoes off, it smells like fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt; market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;50-ish lady on cell in stall&lt;/span&gt;: Hello? In the bathroom... I had to pee-pee, so I'm in the bathroom at Barney's... Yeah, so the doctor said she might have cancer and she'd have to get a biopsy... Hold on while I wipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Lady approaching friend and her child&lt;/span&gt;: Well, hello Sabrina! What are you going to ask from Santa Claus for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Little girl&lt;/span&gt;: Look, lady -- I'm eight, not ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Chick #1&lt;/span&gt;: So, what happened with you and that guy from the bar last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Chick #2&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, him? We went back to my place and had sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Chick #1&lt;/span&gt;: Oooh... How was it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Chick #2&lt;/span&gt;: Eh, it wasn't the best. He wanted to do anal, and I was tired and drunk, so I was like, 'Whatever...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Chick #1&lt;/span&gt;: Oh my god, really? I would never do anal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="speakerline"&gt;&lt;span class="speakerlabel"&gt;Chick #2&lt;/span&gt;: Eh, I thought so, too, but turns out it's really not that bad. It's just like shitting... only in reverse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ookay..  So I was supposed to only copy-paste like 2 maybe..  4 max!  I got carried away, sorry!  =P  But aren't they just soo funny??  Haha, I give 'em 4 and a half stars..  and a muffin!  Why a muffin?  Well, why not?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Let's answer some questions this time!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Visit my VOX page (look for the link at the left side of this page!).&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I've completely forgotten about this thing here-- my last update has been months ago, July 9 to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Vox.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Have you ever done anything out of pure spite?  What did you do?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; I don't think I've ever had!--  See what a lovely girl I am?  =P  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I know SOME people who brushed someone's toothbrush inside the toilet bowl, peed inside his shampoo and toothpaste container (even on his perfume, I think?), infested his chips by putting random things in it, jumped all over his sheets (with their shoes on!), and used his pillows to kill a cockroach!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so dorm people...  Be afraid, be very afraid... for you never know what your roommate(s) might be doing to your stuff because of pure hatred!  Ahaha!  =P&lt;/p&gt;P.S.I'm not telling who, and if you quote me on this, I'm just gonna deny everything!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ If you could create your own National Holiday, what would it be and when? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; It would be called the Nadine Day, and all A-list designers would be mandated to send me a pair of their newest shoes or their newest handbags!  =P  Calling Manolo Blahnik!!!  Hello, Hermes!!!  =D   I know, materialistic me..  Ugh!  Jokeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;♥ If you haven't noticed yet, the titles of the boxes (over at the left side!) has been after the titles of the Gossip Girl books!&lt;br /&gt;La lang, just some useless information.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ EXACTLY one month till thee concert!  Yey!  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2601759901661972406?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2601759901661972406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2601759901661972406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2601759901661972406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2601759901661972406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-can-make-you-nice-and-naughty-be.html' title='I can make you nice and naughty, be the devil and angel too.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4vNAgrKkgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Hu1dpkeOCdI/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28877%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2055221935332373762</id><published>2008-01-13T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:25.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day at MadSquare!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXArKkXI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Od2jifBK-8Y/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28867%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXArKkXI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Od2jifBK-8Y/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28867%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154831963727237490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXQrKkYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JA_xQmtNsGE/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28868%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXQrKkYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JA_xQmtNsGE/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28868%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154831968022204802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhMyGosh!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's gonna be at the Madison Square Garden, watching Matchbox 20, on Valentine's Day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEEEEE...  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph asked me to go with him!  I actually have had those tickets for quite some time now-- (like a month or so?).  He dropped over here (at our house) to give it to me, but I only got excited about it right now--(or more like, a while ago)!&lt;br /&gt;Yey, concert!!!  Haha!  =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo weird!   =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th's gonna be the last day of my DevPsych class (last day of Session 2-- SPRING SEM, here I come!).  And oh, the day after the concert (15th), I'm gonna be babysitting from 2-6pm so..  goodluck to me!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(  Fugly-fake smile!!  =P  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXQrKkZI/AAAAAAAAAiU/zW7e88q9aGo/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28863%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXQrKkZI/AAAAAAAAAiU/zW7e88q9aGo/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28863%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154831968022204818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, as promised, here's the sleeveless hoodie I got from Roxy- (remember one of the giftcards I got for Christmas?).&lt;br /&gt;It makes me super warm and the lining inside is just... too soft..  soo divine!&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ Roxy!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I still can't get over Xiaxue's blog!-- (xiaxue.blogspot.com)  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.--&lt;br /&gt;"I'm scared of not being with you."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh baby that'll never happen!!!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOTEK, I WANT A BETSEY JOHNSON HANDBAG!!!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2055221935332373762?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2055221935332373762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2055221935332373762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2055221935332373762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2055221935332373762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/v-day-at-madsquare.html' title='V-day at MadSquare!!!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mkXArKkXI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Od2jifBK-8Y/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28867%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-396494646408785363</id><published>2008-01-12T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:25.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a secret I'll never tell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mk2wrKkaI/AAAAAAAAAic/LCPB7C9bWEk/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28859%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mk2wrKkaI/AAAAAAAAAic/LCPB7C9bWEk/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28859%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154832509188084130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't sleep.   Rar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My night light got busted and...  oh well, I might as well admit it!  Yes, I have a "problem" with sleeping without the lights turned on...  I know,  I'm old!  =P   But in all fairness to me, I too can sleep in the dark, given that I have someone beside or someone inside the room with me.  But right now, I'm alone so.. tough luck!&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dilim&lt;/span&gt;, it's not you.. it's me!!  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I noticed that everytime I post something here, it shows up in my Multiply too!  At first I didn't know why that was happening, but then I remembered that during that time I was having problems with Google, I enabled the cross-posting thingy there.  So yea, if anyone is viewing this via my Multiply account, Hello to you!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;(Just visit my blog-- &lt;a href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; -- so you could understand what I would be talking about in the next line.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, since I can't go to thee dreamland, I decided to just change my lay.  Well not exactly change CHANGE, cause as you can see, it still kinda looks like the old one..  I just tinkered with a few things.  If the former lay was Gossip Girl-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, this one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman(WHAT IS THE FREAKIN' ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF THIS WORD??)&lt;/span&gt; is inspired by Sophie Kinsella's, Can You Keep a Secret?-- and yes, the "secrets" at the topmost part aren't mine (they were from Chapter 1 of the book!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  I just LOL-ed myself over here!  =D  While typing this, I was viewing this girls' blog--  xiaxue.blogspot.com-- have you heard of her?  If not, then you're like me too!  I just "discovered" her a while ago!  Oh, and she has videos in YouTube too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Checks the videos out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  OMGosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO!  ROFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is soo funny!!  I love her accent!!  I can't stop laughing!!  This is soo crazy!!  She is soo crazy!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;"But if I'm a flea, I wouldn't choose a sheep's like.. fur lah, it would be like way too thick!...  I guess fleas don't really have opinions."&lt;br /&gt;Panaloooo.  OMG!!  Winner!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna end this now cause I'm gonna go watch this girls' videos!  Bwahaha!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I'll reply to the tags and comments tomorrow, okie?&lt;br /&gt;Me loves youuu!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.  I've been too used to getting hurt, but it still makes me cry at night and bleed inside.---&lt;br /&gt;If everything was just designed to end up..  then who am I to let things happen the way I want?&lt;br /&gt;People come and go.  Love starts sweet, and ends bitter.  The trust once strong, now has weakened.  One day he's sweet, the next he'll turn into someone else.  He told me he loves me, and then takes it back by showing me he can move on and be better without me...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              --AND be a lot happier with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wala lang.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-396494646408785363?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/396494646408785363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=396494646408785363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/396494646408785363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/396494646408785363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/thats-secret-ill-never-tell.html' title='That&apos;s a secret I&apos;ll never tell.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4mk2wrKkaI/AAAAAAAAAic/LCPB7C9bWEk/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28859%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8629809599280975690</id><published>2008-01-11T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:26.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't CRY because it's OVER.  SMILE, because it HAPPENED.</title><content type='html'>I've posted this at my Friendster Bulletin Board on New Year's day.  Just wanted to share it with you guys!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VSaArKkWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/oGIxBTkd9zA/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28847%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VSaArKkWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/oGIxBTkd9zA/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28847%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153615955406524770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY 2007 AWARDS for the following&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;categories goes to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) DRINKING BUDDY OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- POTPOT!!!  Bailey's at Atlantic&lt;br /&gt;Ocean!!  Ahaha!!  Memoriesssssss..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD (longest&lt;br /&gt;friend)&lt;br /&gt;-- Karla =)  Babyyyy!!!  Grade 5 pa&lt;br /&gt;tayooooo!!!  =) IMY, ILY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) NEWCOMER AWARD - COOLEST NEW FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;-- Shawn!!  =P  Cause once you go black,&lt;br /&gt;you never go back!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) HIGH POINT OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- Migrating here.  =)  Being reunited&lt;br /&gt;with my one and only-- Mom.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) LOW POINT OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- Thee Breakup..  Oh well.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) BEST HOLIDAY?&lt;br /&gt;-- Thanksgiving!  Turkey Day is happy&lt;br /&gt;day!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) YOUR SONG FOR 2007?&lt;br /&gt;-- Umbrella, ella, ella, ey ey ey.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) MOVIE FOR 2007?&lt;br /&gt;-- TRANSFORMERSSSS!!!  I love you, Shia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) WHAT WERE YOU FOR HALLOWEEN&lt;br /&gt;-- Nothing.  But I was dressed in skulls&lt;br /&gt;and hearts.  =)  Oh, I came as Paris for Pot's bday!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) RESTAURANT OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- MY THAI!  Thai food-- THE BEST!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Yum, yummmmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) KISS OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- Haha.  Past is past.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) BEST DECISION MADE THIS YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- That's for me to know, and for you to&lt;br /&gt;find out.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR NEXT YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- Get a JOB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) MOST STUPID IDEA WHEN DRUNK?&lt;br /&gt;-- How am I supposed to remember when&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) TV SHOW OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- GOSSIP GIRL!!!!  YOU KNOW YOU LOVE&lt;br /&gt;ME, XOXO!!!  =)  I LOVEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) MOST LOYAL FRIEND(s)?&lt;br /&gt;-- Aww...  =)  Bedo's, BFF, Migs, Red,&lt;br /&gt;Potskyyy.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) BIGGEST CHANGE OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-- Change in location, I guess??  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) BIGGEST douche bag AWARD?&lt;br /&gt;-- *arl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION?&lt;br /&gt;-- Just to simply be happy.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Let's be friends in Friendster?!?&lt;br /&gt;Give me your emails, I'll add you!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Check out my ANSWER BLOG, &lt;a href="http://theegossipgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!  I've updated it already and made some minor changes--  If you want to be linked, just go there and if you wanna see my Twitter updates, give it a visit.  Go now, GOOO! &lt;br /&gt;DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A QUESTION ON THE BOX!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.  You know I love you.  XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-8629809599280975690?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8629809599280975690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8629809599280975690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8629809599280975690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8629809599280975690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-cry-because-its-over-smile-because.html' title='Don&apos;t CRY because it&apos;s OVER.  SMILE, because it HAPPENED.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VSaArKkWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/oGIxBTkd9zA/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28847%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2298530950066562904</id><published>2008-01-10T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:26.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you to hurry up now, cause I can't wait much longer!</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the byline which you'll see later.  It's just the frustrated writer inside of me typing!  Lol!  Anyhoo, here's my 3rd entry on the "What's inside your..." posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view the first two, click &lt;a href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/09/confessions-of-heiress.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-inside-your-wallet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9wrKkTI/AAAAAAAAAhc/quJvAYKO5X8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28837%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9wrKkTI/AAAAAAAAAhc/quJvAYKO5X8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28837%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609972517081394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT'S INSIDE YOUR GIFT BOX?&lt;br /&gt;By:  Nadine Kristel Arraiza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, the festive season came and went...  Were you happy with the gifts you got?  Did you "recycle" some of them?  Or were you at the nearest malls the day after to get them exchanged?  Haha!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure wasn't expecting the gifts I got this past year...  I even thought I wouldn't get any (well except maybe from my Mom, since all my other ninongs/ninangs/close friends are back home!).  But yeah, thankfully, I did!  =)  I would really have loved showing ALL of them to you, it's just that some of them have already gone-- in my stomache(chocolates and cookies!), others are currently in the laundry basket and the rest I guess are just to personal to share.  Heehee.  I know it's kinda late posting Christmas-inspired entries but hey, shouldn't everyday be like  Christmas Day?  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9grKkSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/vuch0QntKT0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28843%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9grKkSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/vuch0QntKT0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28843%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609968222114082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9grKkRI/AAAAAAAAAhM/VIfLNFdsjgo/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28844%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9grKkRI/AAAAAAAAAhM/VIfLNFdsjgo/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28844%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609968222114066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sidenote:  This was taken at a photo booth inside the moviehouse the weekend before Christmas.  We watched National Treasure: Book of Secrets.  A movie wasn't really part of the plan.  We were just supposed to eat at Pot's house for a Pre-Christmas party.  It was just one of the spur-of-the-moment moments.  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9grKkPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/k0NZXlhfFY4/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28853%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9grKkPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/k0NZXlhfFY4/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28853%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609968222114034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMtArKkOI/AAAAAAAAAg0/jlacCdq-FqQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28854%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMtArKkOI/AAAAAAAAAg0/jlacCdq-FqQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28854%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609684754272482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skulls!  Skulls!  Skulls!  Yey!  Scarf, lipgloss and slippers from Claire's.  (The top was from H&amp;amp;M though-- I bought it for myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMtArKkNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JFQshJE_P1s/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28855%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMtArKkNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JFQshJE_P1s/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28855%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609684754272466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shirts, shirts and more shirts!  Those are just the three ones I still haven't used.  They still even have their tags on them!  The other shirts I got were, like I said, at the laundry basket already.  I love getting clothes!  They really are useful, especially for school!  Haha!  See, I have a rule...  Not to wear the same outfit twice in one month.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMswrKkMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/8R5pcZ5MO5U/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28856%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMswrKkMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/8R5pcZ5MO5U/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28856%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609680459305154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a new school bag too.  It really came handy cause my old bag's really big for me now since I'm only taking 1 subject this session.  So there.  (Notice that it's also brown..  it's just the smaller version of the one I have!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMswrKkLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/kPVGvqPNE0Q/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28857%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMswrKkLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/kPVGvqPNE0Q/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28857%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609680459305138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom gave this to me.  You know I've always wanted a Tokidoki one, right?  But Mom checked and saw that Macy's and Lord&amp;amp;Taylor were out of them.  Since I don't know any other store with a LeSportsac boutique, she opted to just buy this.  She also got one for herself but hers is black.  It's Guess' too so I guess it's a perfect replacement for TD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMsgrKkKI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VdM4noh6QlQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28858%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VMsgrKkKI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VdM4noh6QlQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28858%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153609676164337826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the more personal ones.  Haha!  You're lucky I even showed you the box!  Jokeee!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got gift cards from Roxy, Lord&amp;amp;Taylor and Macy's.  I'll show you the other clothes I got from them some other time.   =D  My Tito Ramon also gave me a D&amp;amp;G perfume.  We also got an entertainment system (complete with speakers and subwoofers) from Tito Nilo.  There were also the almost endless supply of chocolates, truffles, cakes and maybe all the sweets you can imagine from various people!  But above all these, I guess the "gifts" I really enjoyed getting were the ones from my friends back home.  They're not material things but they mean the most to me!  All of their messages in Y!M, in Friendster and in Multiply really made my year!  Special thanks to Eman and Migs for even calling!  I was really touched, not to mention shocked because hey, long distance calls costs money y'know!  =)  I love them boys!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year?  Jan 1st here is done way differently from the way we do it in the Phil.  For one thing firecrackers aren't allowed here so it's really quiet-- well except maybe for the clappers and little trumpets the children have.  We welcomed the year by just watching the dropping of the ball on TV and going to the 2nd and 6th floor to greet some friends.  We didn't eat media noche anymore because earlier that night we ate out at my all-time fave Thai resto, My Thai.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Have you seen the trailer for Meet the Spartans?  I think it's funny!  Anyone agree with me?  =D&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.  I also wanna watch Sakal, Sakali, Saklolo!  Will someone please upload them in YouTube already?  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO!&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/6146059364726799776-2298530950066562904?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2298530950066562904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2298530950066562904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2298530950066562904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2298530950066562904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-you-to-hurry-up-now-cause-i-cant.html' title='I need you to hurry up now, cause I can&apos;t wait much longer!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4VM9wrKkTI/AAAAAAAAAhc/quJvAYKO5X8/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28837%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7829224664490310225</id><published>2008-01-09T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:26.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When he cries at night, and he doesn't think that I could hear him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4US_grKkJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pZP4HfH8FnE/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+08+17.45.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4US_grKkJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pZP4HfH8FnE/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+08+17.45.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153546230907441298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that a lot has already happened this week (and it's only Wednesday!).  I think God has given me THE sign!  Yey!  I think Santa's gonna be droppin' my long overdue gift anytime this month--  It's okay Santa, better late than never!  =D  Oh well, here are some tidbits..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*First day of Session 2 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*4 new Filipino friends!--  1 can understandANDspeak tagalog... while the others just can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MOVIE MARATHON TO THE EXTREMES!!(All of them in ONE day!)-- &lt;br /&gt;Beta House (BOO!),&lt;br /&gt;The Number 23(YEY!),&lt;br /&gt;I am Legend(NAY!),&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&amp;amp;Juno(Korean film)(YEYYEY!!),&lt;br /&gt;Shallow Hal(OK!), Enchanted(HMM!),&lt;br /&gt;The Perfect Holiday(SoSo)&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Next Door(the new one.. not the Elisha C. pornstar thingy!)(OMGosh!Winner!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shopping, ofcourse!--  Maybe sometime this week I'll share the pics with you.  I swear, one day I'll bombard you with pictures, it won't be funny!  Bwahaha!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..  Methinks..  The other ones are kinda personal already sooo...  END.--&lt;br /&gt;And there are still 4 more days remaining.  I wonder what else would come up.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also planning on changing my layy..  It's not because I'm tired of GG already, it's just that I wanted to do the new year, new lay thingy!  LOL.  But I don't know..  I don't have the "drive" yet.  Haha!  I'm gonna be updating my links though, AND my question box!  See, I have a lot of time in my hands right now..  cause today, just this once, I'm finally free... from everything!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  And that means you have to ask me again!  Go, type something in the box now!!!!  GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..  I also wanted to share my paper for my GenPsych class last Session with you guys.  I really don't think it's THAT good since I only did it for less than a day.  But considering that, I still got an A so whattheheck!&lt;br /&gt;Here you goooo..  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NADINE KRISTEL C. ARRAIZA                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;December 5, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Blake Eastman-- SSY101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Psychology Term Paper&lt;br /&gt;(Topic:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eating Disorder- Anorexia)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:198.75pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Nadine\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2006/11/17/1811W_MODEL_narrowweb__300x400,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2006/11/17/1811W_MODEL_narrowweb__300x400,0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;21-year old Brazilian model, Ana Carolina Reston is only one of the thousands in the fashion industry who has suffered from the eating disorder, Anorexia Nervosa.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sadly though, she was also part of the ones who died (November 14, 2006) because of having such sickness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ana was only 40 kilos (or 88 pounds) and was diagnosed dehydrated the day she passed away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That time last year, she had been the second model who had succumbed to the disorder- 3 months before her, co-model, Luisel Ramos also died while doing a fashion show.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because of such events, the &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Madrid&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; fashion community, along with other big-time designers, decided to ban severely underweight models in their future runways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anorexia Nervosa is an eating disorder which had been very rampant in females (particularly in teens) for the past years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, there were also some males who have been diagnosed to have this, but they can only be seen in small percentages.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anorexia is essentially starving yourself- which can be done obviously by not eating food or in severe cases, not taking in liquids- including the one our body needs the most, water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It can basically be described as a “fear” of putting something in your mouth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some physical symptoms of having this disorder includes: Significant weight loss, Depression, Change of Menstrual Cycle or complete absence of Menstruation (for females), Mild Anemia, Growth of Lanugo (baby-fine hair covering the body) and Having brittle nails and hair.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;According to my research, doctors have yet to find the exact cause/s of Anorexia.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their main theory is that there are varieties of factors involved such as Genetics, Family Behavior and Culture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are a lot of treatments available for Anorexia- from Medications to Nutrition Education, and even Family Counseling- But since almost all of those who suffer from this are in denial that they have such disorder, they refuse to be treated. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anorexia Nervosa is just one of the many eating disorders out there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although it’s considered as one of the deadliest, there are still a lot of unhealthy practices that we are being exposed to right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some examples of the most common are Bulimia Nervosa (forced-purging which can lead to Anorexia when not stopped) and Binge-Eating (non-stop eating which causes Obesity or other cholesterol-related problems).&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my opinion, it just all boils down to this:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acceptability in Society = Popularity and Money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Popularity and Money = Celebrities and Models.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Celebrities and Models = Stick thin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stick thin = Anorexia.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;It is our nature to want to belong.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whoever came up with the saying, “No man is an island” knows what he’s talking about.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Human beings generally have tendencies- We crave the feeling of being wanted, being known by the masses, being important, being SOMEONE.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Media and Society play very big roles in why we think we need to conform to this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever noticed the famous paintings during the Renaissance &amp;amp; Medieval Eras or the sculptures that were made in the Ancient and Classical Periods? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;How different do the models then look compared with the models we have now?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was because a long time ago, being big was what was socially accepted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Voluptuousness meant that you were part of the wealthy ones because you had money to buy food and stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is also what is happening right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ashley &amp;amp; Mary Kate Olsen, Nicole Richie, Hilary Duff and Lindsay Lohan are just some of the many well known celebrities that are talked about right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We always see them on television and in print-ads.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The younger ones look up to them for fashion and style.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what do they all have in common?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You decide!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Modern media sends us this message.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were fed with the message that being thin is what is attractive to the eye.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That having the stick figure is what you need to be “in.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Picture this- A young (14-year old) girl, standing 5feet-4inches is medically considered healthy if she weighs 110pounds (average weight per height).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But because of what sees on T.V. or maybe because suddenly some kid at school picks on her for being “healthy”, she comes to believe that she has to drop down to just 90pounds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So then she starts to skip meals, a little at a time- depriving her body of the nutrients it needs for her to grow and develop normally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She gets thinner and thinner, but she still believes she’s fat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually, her body rejects anything she takes by mouth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She becomes very undernourished and she now needs to be admitted in the hospital or if worse comes to worst, in a funeral home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sad, but then that’s reality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is what’s really happening right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The thought of wanting to be like someone or wanting to be a part of something glamorous isn’t bad at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It, in some way, in fact gives us a euphoric-kind-of-special feeling.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who wouldn’t want to be well-known, right?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who wouldn’t want to have their pictures taken in exchange for large sums of money?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of us dreams of that kind of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What makes it not good though is if we still continue to follow something that we know is not right to begin with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s if we still patronize the kind of attitude when we know for real that it’s going to be harmful for us in the long run.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being a fan of someone famous or some celebrity, like Lindsay Lohan for example, is normal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But why don’t we, instead of following her negative traits (like her being Anorexic before), focus more on the positive things she had offered- her powerful singing voice or her flair for acting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I’ve said earlier, Media and Society do play a great role on how we perceive things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are correlated with how we choose to live our lives. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, it does not mean that they are the main causers of why some of us are thin, average or fat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the end it’s still up to us to decide on whether who or what to follow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now who would you want to be?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pin-figured Olive Oil, Spinach-eating Popeye, or Glutton-man Brutus?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whatchathink?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;XOXO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7829224664490310225?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7829224664490310225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7829224664490310225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7829224664490310225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7829224664490310225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-he-cries-at-night-and-he-doesnt.html' title='When he cries at night, and he doesn&apos;t think that I could hear him.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R4US_grKkJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pZP4HfH8FnE/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+08+17.45.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7704492508217735766</id><published>2008-01-07T18:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:42:36.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY CAN'T I HAVE A KOREAN BOYFRIEND?</title><content type='html'>Ugh!  But before that, let me just say..  This is my first entry everrrr for 2008! &lt;br /&gt;Fwakamollyyy, hiatus!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmkay!  A few days ago &lt;a href="http://cindydandaa.blogspot.com"&gt;Cindy&lt;/a&gt;, my dandaa( maganda!=D ) friend, wrote something on her blog about Koreans.  I admit!  I'm guilty of being a "wannorean"--Naks, Cindy! Ikaw nagpauso nito!-- too!  =)  I absolutely love everything Korean-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esque.  &lt;/span&gt;From their Han-Bok(?)-- the national costume down to their own version of Hollywood, "Koreywood"-- (I know, I made that one up!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always liked watching their movies and soaps AND have always enjoyed listening/singing along to their songs which I can't really understand/pronounce properly.  (Refer to &lt;a href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/06/have-you-guys-seen-this-this-is-my-most.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; entry!).  Just last night I spent almost half the day watching/searching for K flicks.  Also, sometime last month I spent one whole day watching Full House(my most fav!)-- Yes, the whole season!From the very start down to the credits!-- which took about 18 hours to finish!-- including bathroom and kitchen breaks!  Haha!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.  (Going back to the title.)  I've always wondered what it felt like to date someone K-- or even be close friends with one!  We had a foreigner's class at CSA before, and yeah I've had some K acquaintances during the 7th grade--(I was in Section B, and the foreigner's class was Sec.A).   I mean, cause obviously I've had my fair share of Pinoys!  And I guess I already have some knowledge with Americans and Espanols since I've been around them for pretty much almost a year now.  But Koreans? (I Love You, KEVJUMBA!)  Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you've noticed that I haven't been updating "well" that much.  Part of the reason is cause I have been nursing a broken heart.  No, scratch that.  I'm STILL nursing that said heart.  I guess what I really just want now is closure-- from him.  Yes, him!  Too bad Santa didn't give me my Christmas wish.  I guess I hadn't really been a good girl last year.   Umm, but okay enough of that...  Arg, I don't know anymore!  Hmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is I hope I could find my very own "Justin"...  He who would teach me how to ride a bike, who'll make me chicken porridge whenever I'm sick and who would choose me over all the "Lorraine's" in the world.  I would also love to have a "Juno" whom which would wake up in the wee hours of the morning just to get me my octopus craving or marry me in our school gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fukc!  Anlabo nito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry about that disgusting post! &lt;br /&gt;Just some quick updates.. &lt;br /&gt;Our computer has been reformatted.. &lt;br /&gt;School has started yet again..&lt;br /&gt;Newfound friends..&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the other things already..  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna visit your blogs tomorrow, okie?  I'll be out of school by 12 so I'll have time.  =)  Thanks so much for all the tags!  But for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.   Just wanted to share these.&lt;br /&gt;Just venting out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From JANNA (midnightcinderella.blogspot.com)--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:white;"&gt;Why did it have to end like this? This year was supposed to be happy and the thing we had was supposed to be the cherry on top. Duh? I'm so stupid. After posting an entry about being okay and talking through things with my mum, here I am hurting and trying to get over it once again. I guess the healing process will take more than two days. Give me till next week, I promise I'll end this loser streak. I'll be the old sane me. He just lost someone so sweet and caring. So HAHA to you mister. I don't even know if he felt the same way. I guess not. Torment me now please. Anyway, it's DAY ONE of moving on. Yesterday was the fake DAY ONE because after I wrote that blog below this, I went back to being the stare-at-the-ceiling gal ready-to-stay-in-bed-for-the-rest-of-the-week. He is effin up. I mean it. Ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you Disney for making me believe in happy endings. No, I take that back. I love fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Reckless, An It Girl Novel (Cecily Von Ziegesar)--&lt;br /&gt;It really kind of sucked to be close for someone for so long and then suddenly not be anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Jessie (Full House)--&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nila pag mahal mo ang isang tao, inaalagaan mo ito.  Kaya sige, alagaan mo na siya.  Wag kang mag-alala..  aalagaan naman kita eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7704492508217735766?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7704492508217735766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7704492508217735766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7704492508217735766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7704492508217735766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-cant-i-have-korean-boyfriend_07.html' title='WHY CAN&apos;T I HAVE A KOREAN BOYFRIEND?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-4752319299165740036</id><published>2007-12-31T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T11:38:58.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year, guys!  Happy 2008!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's a little sumthin'-sumthin' to brighten the start of your year!  (I just really love babies!--  Especially Charlie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_mBLWpdwnI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_mBLWpdwnI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vfSk-6tIvo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vfSk-6tIvo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2Nemo6jKGg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2Nemo6jKGg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND MY ALL TIME FAVEEE--  Charlie!!! (Yes, again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tl2qGWvPdc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tl2qGWvPdc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6146059364726799776-4752319299165740036?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/4752319299165740036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=4752319299165740036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4752319299165740036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4752319299165740036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-2008.html' title='HAPPY 2008!!!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2547127321701353681</id><published>2007-12-29T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:37:58.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARLIE BIT ME!!!  =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;YOU JUST HAVE TO, HAVE TO, HAVE TO WATCH THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tl2qGWvPdc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tl2qGWvPdc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aren't they just the CUTEEEEEE-est???!!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITISH ACCENTS REALLY ARE A MAJOR TURN ON--  Yes, even on babies!  Haha!  Just kidding!  I'm no Michael Jackson guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme' update some other time!  For now, here's my year-ender survey.  =)&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE '07!!!  We truly went through a lot!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Got this from Nashkiepoo!!  =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unfortunately, yes.  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you get any new best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yessss!!!  And met a lot of "potential" ones too!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you start disliking some one?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you get your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes.  Oh well...  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could change something about this past year, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't wanna change anything because if not for THAT, I wouldn't even be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you happy of how things turned out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At times, yes.  More often than not, no.  But then it's all good now.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Did you get any tattoos? Where and what of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not YET.  Yet--  maybe sometime soon..er..  or later...  Haha!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you get any thing pierced? Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope.  And I intend to keep it that way.  I'm contented with the holes in my ear, thankyouverymuch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's your new favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still PINKKKKKKK!!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you do any thing life changing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe yes, maybe no.  =D  Find out for yourself.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite piece of clothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skinnies and hoodies.  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Did you go to any parties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ofcourseeeeeeee!!!!  =D  PARTEEYYY PEOPLEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Did you have any surgeries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thankfully, no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like our president?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm..  I really don't care!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you support our troops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah.  Give them some credit!  They fight with their lives at stake!  Poor families!  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Were you in the relay for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No.  I'm not really a runner!  Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Did you get engaged/married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Divorced/Annuled/It's Complicated.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favorite thing you got for christmas last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERYTHING!!!!  The one that meant most though was the gift from my Mom.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What's the thing you want the most&lt;br /&gt;this year for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macbook!!!  Or Itouch!!!  Sadly, I think Santa ran out of money for me.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Has any body you loved passed away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww, yes!  My Lola.  =(  I soo miss her!  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How's school going so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A student, baby!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Did you get any pets this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No.  I hate pets.  Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Did you have any "new" members added to your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, my baby cousin which I still haven't seen upto now!!  I wanna make her cryyyyyy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What's your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's still Feels like Home by Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who's your favorite band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lifehouse.  -Me tooooo!!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite person in your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOMMMYYYYYYYY!!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you had a job?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..  The naughty one or the legit one?  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes--  Nyahaha!!  Feeling Paris!  Jokeeeeee!!!=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you been in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Major!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you thought about suicide/murder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just that one time when...  Secret...  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nope.  Fukc, emo people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;33. Favorite trend of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Posh's ' 'do.--  I could never pull that one off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What decade do you wish you could&lt;br /&gt;live in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This decade is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So-so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite quote/saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asdfghjkl, are the letters on the second line of the keyboard.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. New Year's resolution?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happier and wiser this year.--  I really do hope it comes true.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Will answer the tags and comments tom, guys!  Thanks to everyone who left something!  =D  Need to sleep now, byeeeeee!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&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/6146059364726799776-2547127321701353681?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2547127321701353681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2547127321701353681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2547127321701353681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2547127321701353681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/charlie-bit-me-p.html' title='CHARLIE BIT ME!!!  =P'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6645881803238397005</id><published>2007-12-27T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:08:22.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lipgloss' poppin.</title><content type='html'>Hey youuuuuuu!!!  I missed this!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was Christmas for you guys? &lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your gifts?--  I AM!! &lt;br /&gt;Did you eat a lot??--  I DID!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear all your stories!  Too bad I can't tell you how my holiday went-- for now!-- because I'm gonna be really busy till the weekends.  I will most probably make kwento this Saturday or Sunday!  Watch out for it, okay?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me loves you all!  Thanks for all the holiday greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Let's all pray for Pakistan guys! &lt;br /&gt;World peace, come now!  =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-6645881803238397005?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6645881803238397005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6645881803238397005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6645881803238397005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6645881803238397005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/lipgloss-poppin.html' title='Lipgloss&apos; poppin.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8757139087632740247</id><published>2007-12-24T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:56:49.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't be alone under the mistletoe!  He's all I want and a big red bow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R29MngoKCB4AAG8Gdgw1" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.purplepink11.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R29MngoKCB4AAG8Gdgw1/ScreenHunter_004.jpg?et=PPWO2BGrEf2kduo3VlxKRQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R29MaAoKCB4AAGd4P-Q1" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.purplepink11.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R29MaAoKCB4AAGd4P-Q1/ScreenHunter_002.jpg?et=9%2BMcvEzgIA4%2ByYqC9YVavQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Holidays everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Enjoy!!! XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-8757139087632740247?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8757139087632740247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8757139087632740247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8757139087632740247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8757139087632740247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/can-be-alone-under-mistletoe-he-all-i_23.html' title='Can&apos;t be alone under the mistletoe!  He&apos;s all I want and a big red bow.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-4323724664337499476</id><published>2007-12-21T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:27.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa can you hear me?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just gonna be a quick one 'cause I'm at my Mom's office right now. I couldn't update at home because as I've told you in my Cbox, something is wrong with our computer-- it won't open Blogger. =( Fudgeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I didn't come all the way here just to make an entry. I'm here because I just came from Macy's and Lord&amp;amp;Taylor-- ofcourse for my dose of Christmas shopping!! Haha! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to buy the things I wanted though cause they were soo expensive-- THAT sucked! So, I just took a picture of them! Haha! I'm just gonna wait till next season's sale comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557820639420882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w_Efs4odI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xXTgFNBnhKc/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(825).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really wanted this one! It was from FreePeople but it was worth $128 so.. good riddance! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557824934388194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w_Evs4oeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/eqTdPz8JekQ/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(826).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557257998704994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w-jvs4oWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/1UURtnRoUD4/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(827).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just loved this one too but again, it was beyond my budget! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557820639420850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w_Efs4obI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EO9yKJEZLGY/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(823).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557820639420866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w_Efs4ocI/AAAAAAAAAf0/LUNlPI7HmtE/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(824).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, I just settled for this jacket. I'm not too happy with it but atleast I got something! =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557262293672338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w-j_s4oZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/I05RJn-RWPE/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(820).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And here's my Christmas bow! =) Very Blair Waldorf-ish, don't you think? Heehee! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, that's it we need to go! =D I hope our computer gets fixed soon so I could greet you guys during the holidays! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, one more thing.. I got an A in my Math for Medical Dosage!!! Woohoo!! But just a B in Psychology.. Arg, Blakeyyyyy whyyyyyy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146557257998705010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w-jvs4oXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/7NyMaTz7ckY/s200/baBy+co!%C3%96(809).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w-j_s4oYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/yZD5TwvkU88/s1600-h/baBy+co!Ã(819).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXOXO everyone! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-4323724664337499476?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/4323724664337499476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=4323724664337499476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4323724664337499476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4323724664337499476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa-can-you-hear-me.html' title='Santa can you hear me?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2w_Efs4odI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xXTgFNBnhKc/s72-c/baBy+co!%C3%96(825).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8535640936742338895</id><published>2007-12-17T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:27.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and stare, I think I'm moving but I go nowhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;EDITED...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;They say that when you care for someone, it means you love them-- right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;So go ahead, take care of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Don't worry, I'll be taking care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2YBDPs4oVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_uMf-NlmC3U/s1600-h/2007-12-17-17199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144800779583398226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2YBDPs4oVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_uMf-NlmC3U/s200/2007-12-17-17199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥-broken.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for posting emo-&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ish &lt;/span&gt;entries lately.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mmkay, I'm happy now!  =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If your wondering, I'm actually here at school right now.  I'm gonna be paying my tuition fee later and I'm just waiting for some friends to arrive so I just stayed her at the lib.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm only gonna be having 1 subject this Session-- Developmental Psychology.  Session 2 only lasts for 6 weeks so it is not advisable to take more than 5 credits.  I'm also gonna be doing work starting January.  Yep, yep, cause guess what-- WHAT?  I'm a baby-sitter now!  Ahaha!  Yey!  Money, money!  =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, agree with me on this one.  People who aren't really your friends shouldn't be adding you in Friendster, right?  I just opened one of my old accounts and saw that someone with the screen name "Ignacio" wanted to add me.  I don't really know any Ignacio's from back home, and I most certainly haven't met someone named Ignacio here.  So then I check his profile.  But lo and behold, it's for private viewing only.  What shocked me though was the message in his shoutout-- the URL of his blog.  So okay..  Ignacio.  Geez, what an idiotic "codename."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here's one for you, Ignacio.  Yes, I know you still do visit my page!  Isn't it enough for you that I accepted you in Imeem?  What's the purpose of adding me in Friendster too?  Are you trying to copy what your SYOTA did to me?  Our world is indeed small-- you have mentioned that to me once.  But why do you keep on making it smaller?  If you want to be left alone, then leave ME alone as well.  What's the purpose of adding me?  Now who's being AMBISYOSO?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mmkay, word vomit.  I need to stop now.  Haha!  It's almost Christmas and I don't want to stress myself with these useless issues!  Rarr!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stop hatin' ,spread the lovin'!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, need to go..  They're calling me already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXO!  =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-8535640936742338895?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8535640936742338895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8535640936742338895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8535640936742338895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8535640936742338895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/stop-and-stare-i-think-im-moving-but-i.html' title='Stop and stare, I think I&apos;m moving but I go nowhere.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2YBDPs4oVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_uMf-NlmC3U/s72-c/2007-12-17-17199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7288591362806864870</id><published>2007-12-12T23:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:27.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you... and I loved you the only way I knew how to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2C2Xty94hI/AAAAAAAAAeU/t6t3fwfU79o/s1600-h/2uf7lsn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2C2Xty94hI/AAAAAAAAAeU/t6t3fwfU79o/s400/2uf7lsn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143311293003719186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm sorry   for what I said. My actions were a result of my hurt. I know you're not   coming back so I won't even ask...  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I still think about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I still dream about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I still want you and need you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm still mad about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;All I ever wanted was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;You're still the one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE STILL THE ONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7288591362806864870?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7288591362806864870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7288591362806864870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7288591362806864870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7288591362806864870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-you-and-i-loved-you-only-way-i.html' title='I love you... and I loved you the only way I knew how to.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R2C2Xty94hI/AAAAAAAAAeU/t6t3fwfU79o/s72-c/2uf7lsn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5211747513080455100</id><published>2007-12-09T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:27.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1yhpdy94gI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Vs6Ll55TfvA/s1600-h/Marie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1yhpdy94gI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Vs6Ll55TfvA/s200/Marie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142162608295371266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I'm into posting random pictures right now.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COUNTDOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;16 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you excited?   I am!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what's new with you guys?&lt;br /&gt;Me?  Well, nothing much!  Same old, same old!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that "bloggable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Holiday in Handcuffs right now... it's being aired in ABC Family.  I'm just watching it because I'm bored...  and because my then fave childstar, Melissa Joan Hart-- (remember the girl in Clarissa explains it all and Sabrina the teenage witch)-- is in it.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Oookay, now I'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sorry..  Not in the mood to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon!  =)&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-5211747513080455100?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5211747513080455100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5211747513080455100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5211747513080455100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5211747513080455100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/chestnuts-roasting-on-open-fire.html' title='Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1yhpdy94gI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Vs6Ll55TfvA/s72-c/Marie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7391563125538655602</id><published>2007-12-04T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:28.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on your back.  If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RokSo0M-I/AAAAAAAAAds/3Hl_yAhQShg/s1600-R/97376050_9480733485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RokSo0M-I/AAAAAAAAAds/15kVqlUS70U/s200/97376050_9480733485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139848047424189410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I'm scared you'll never find me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aww, sweet!  =')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET'S BE FRIENDS IN Imeem!!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I did the layy!  Read the header!!  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;LOOK FOR THE LINK AT THE LEFT SIDE OF THIS PAGE.&lt;br /&gt;--Or you can add me by typing this:  nadinearraiza.imeem.com&lt;br /&gt;(I've just created my account yesterday so there really isn't much there.  I'll try updating it once in a while though.  For now, enjoy the music of P.Hil and Dreamsounds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I've finished the paper!  Woohoo!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5 hours!!  In your face, Psychology!!!  =P  HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm actually loving the tags right now!  It really is perfect timing since there's really nothing new or exciting in my life right now that I could share with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..  Loooser meee!!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not tagging&lt;/span&gt; anyone.  I just did it for fun!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oh, but before that...  Here are some random photos taken a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RqBSo0NAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/A7C2TtjKTIE/s1600-R/1_721345558l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RqBSo0NAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2INs5uoZsYk/s200/1_721345558l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139849645152023554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RqBSo0NBI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7xqIro9pM_Q/s1600-R/149996470l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RqBSo0NBI/AAAAAAAAAeE/HfbPIYRWfSM/s200/149996470l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139849645152023570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Remember, Pot's "supposedly-costume" party where I came as P.Hil?  Haha!  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was tagged by my fellow model, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://scarletmirage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scarlet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;!  ♥ Haha!=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here's the drill:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (see below).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick your month of birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Highlight the traits that apply to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 12 people and let them know by visiting their blogs and leaving a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;comment for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve done it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;My birthday falls on the 11th of October.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna highlight (IN PINK!) the ones that best applies to me!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OCTOBER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to chat.  -Yes, personally or literal Y!M chat sessions with College friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves those who loves them.  -Shame on you if you don't!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Loves to take things at the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Inner and physical beauty.  -EHEM!!  Tags don't lie!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lies but doesn’t pretend.  -True!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gets angry often.  -Yes, especially during my "period" days!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treats friends importantly.  -They're treasures!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always making friends.  -ILOVEMAKINGFRIENDSSS!!  Who doesn't?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but recovers easily.  -True, true!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer.  -YESSS!!  Always and forever, hopeless romantic!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Opinionated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Does not care of what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Emotional.  -If crying was in the Olympics, I'd take home the Gold!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Decisive. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to travel, the arts and literature.  -Soo very, very trueeeee!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Touchy and easily jealous.  -Yessss!!  I'm v.v.v. selosaaaa!!  Bwahaha!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Loves outdoors. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just and fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Easily influenced.  -I know!  I wanna change this one!  Retarded, right?  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily loses confidence.  -Yes, isa pa to!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves children.  -(in Kel's manner)  "Uhm,mmm!!  I do, I do, I do, I doo-oo!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here are the rest of the months. Feast on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;JANUARY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;FEBRUARY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;MARCH: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;JUNE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER:&lt;/span&gt; Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7391563125538655602?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7391563125538655602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7391563125538655602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7391563125538655602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7391563125538655602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-on-your-back-if-you-walk-out-on-me.html' title='I&apos;m on your back.  If you walk out on me, I&apos;m walking after you.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1RokSo0M-I/AAAAAAAAAds/15kVqlUS70U/s72-c/97376050_9480733485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-4020791108764817691</id><published>2007-12-03T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:28.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First you say you won't, then you say you will.  You keep me hanging on, and we're not moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1LoQSo0M8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/OgHbRz1p_BA/s1600-R/boobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1LoQSo0M8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/PQoKtCZV0cw/s200/boobs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139425491361739714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by my Hotness, &lt;a href="http://cocofrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tricia&lt;/a&gt;.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things Found In My Bag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My fake Burberry Umbrella.  Heehee=)&lt;br /&gt;-My Barnes&amp;amp;Noble 18-month Planner.&lt;br /&gt;-A bottle of water (always Aquafina).&lt;br /&gt;-Random books and notebooks for school.&lt;br /&gt;-My favey black scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things Found In My Wallet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My 30-day Unli-Ride Metrocard.&lt;br /&gt;-Money..  but not a lot.  =(  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;-Random receipts and coupons.&lt;br /&gt;-Credit/Library/Store cards and I.D's (School and Driver's License from Pinas)&lt;br /&gt;-Condom..  Heehee!  I've already told you, it's for luck purposes!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things Found In My Room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We're currently staying in a Studio-type Apartment, so I don't have my own room.)&lt;br /&gt;-1 Queen-sized bed and a daybed which serves as our couch.&lt;br /&gt;-Mini Altar.  =)&lt;br /&gt;-Drawers for our framed pictures and our kikay stuff (lotions and perfumes).&lt;br /&gt;-The Heater!  =)&lt;br /&gt;-A radio clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I’ve Always Wanted To Do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Learn how to ride bikes, rollerskates, iceskates and skateboards!  =P&lt;br /&gt;-To star and direct my own music video.&lt;br /&gt;-Learn how to speak another language!  (I'm taking up Spanish classes this coming Sem!  Yey!)&lt;br /&gt;-Be musically inclined--  know how to play the piano, guitar, or even drums.&lt;br /&gt;-Have lots of money for shopping!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I’m Currently Into:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Everything Gossip Girl related.--  Blaire is my bitch!  =P&lt;br /&gt;-My unfinished (not even started) Psychology paper which I need to submit on Wednesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Stuff from Claire's and Pretty Girl!  =)&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas-yyy feeling.  =P&lt;br /&gt;-Falling of snow.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 People to Tag for This Meme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ychel♥&lt;br /&gt;-Scarlet♥&lt;br /&gt;-Abbie♥&lt;br /&gt;-Janna♥&lt;br /&gt;-Shang♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to go now!&lt;br /&gt;Have to finish THE paper.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*I so wanna talk to you.--&lt;br /&gt;don't assume!  =(&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/6146059364726799776-4020791108764817691?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/4020791108764817691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=4020791108764817691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4020791108764817691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4020791108764817691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-you-say-you-wont-then-you-say-you.html' title='First you say you won&apos;t, then you say you will.  You keep me hanging on, and we&apos;re not moving on.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1LoQSo0M8I/AAAAAAAAAdc/PQoKtCZV0cw/s72-c/boobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1943570357454220668</id><published>2007-12-02T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:28.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there Frosty!  We meet again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7KCo0M6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/20j4Xd6yr5Y/s1600-R/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28803%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7KCo0M6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/BGws-zYKtvA/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28803%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375905964307362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7Kio0M7I/AAAAAAAAAdU/btKiA0M55tk/s1600-R/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28802%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7Kio0M7I/AAAAAAAAAdU/hLvrZGrym3M/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28802%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375914554241970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Jumps up and down while singing, "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO!  YEHEY!  YAHERR!  YEEHAH!  YEY!  YEA!  =P&lt;br /&gt;Snow is here, snow is here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like, know for sure that over the next few days I'm gonna be cursing the weather 'cause the temperature's gonna get lower and lower AND LOWERRR...  but for the time being, I'm still loving the euphoric feeling snow gives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love, love it!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also love are these yummies...&lt;br /&gt;My Ninang Aggie and my kinakapatid, Joseph just got back from Hawaii.  These were just some of their pasalubongs for us.  I just had to take their pictures now 'cause I'm sure after a few days, all of them are "magically" gonna vanish!  Getssss???  Haha!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7Jyo0M5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/AfgMMwmpVfQ/s1600-R/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28804%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7Jyo0M5I/AAAAAAAAAdE/_E5T2zFIpB8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28804%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375901669340050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7Jio0M4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/sOlnjrMTfUw/s1600-R/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28805%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7Jio0M4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/O6sCQ21YTbU/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28805%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375897374372738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OhMyGee!!  This must be how Heaven smells like!!  &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of love...  Don't you just love my new lay?  Obviously, it was inspired by my current addiction, Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also "features" some of my favorite women in the world (a.k.a. MY IDOLS!  Haha!♥) like Elisha Cuthbert, Cassie Steele, Leighton Meester (Blair Waldorf in the GG TV series) and ofcourse, P.Hil!  Haha!!  =D&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1JyISo0M3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/P5ApFLWhgMI/s1600-R/ScreenHunter_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1JyISo0M3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/V7DPvMn6hwg/s200/ScreenHunter_005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139295611550708594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Screencap.  Watch the full episode &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/theclick/turbo.php?categoryId=5006&amp;amp;titleId=10780&amp;amp;"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the latest ep (and I think last episode-- this season) of Degrassi?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have AND I absolutely LOVED IT!!!  TO THE ENTH LEVEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  Because it deals with Filipino traditions..  OUR TRADITIONS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I told you I found out that not only does Cassie Steele play a Half-Filipina but is also one in real life?  Well, they made a whole episode about that and the Filipino Community!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In here, Manny (Cassie) has her DEBUT--  which they pronounce as "Deyboo"..  Haha!  =P &lt;br /&gt;They also had some tagalog thingies put in their lines like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joseph, kala ko tapos na to!&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halo-Halo&lt;/span&gt;" and some more things I don't remember anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, eh?  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1943570357454220668?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1943570357454220668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1943570357454220668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1943570357454220668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1943570357454220668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-there-frosty-we-meet-again.html' title='Hey there Frosty!  We meet again!!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R1K7KCo0M6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/BGws-zYKtvA/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28803%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6070903434329926570</id><published>2007-11-30T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:29.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t matter if I step on the scene, or sneak away to the Philippines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0y5gwnbo_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/LAcO-5mqrso/s1600-h/235979608108_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0y5gwnbo_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/LAcO-5mqrso/s200/235979608108_0_ALB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137685247380136946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi!  =D&lt;br /&gt;My other blog has a new layy!!&lt;br /&gt;And a new URL: theegossipgirl.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://cupcakesandkisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;to view it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh, oh!  And hello?  Are you forgetting something?  Where are thy questions?  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask me something!  ( Go to the left side of this page, see the blank box?  Type in anything there, and poof..  Make me happy!  =P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0y3Bgnbo8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/OjREDi1ogyg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28790%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0y3Bgnbo8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/OjREDi1ogyg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28790%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137682511485969346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here for almost ten months now...  and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I've gained myself some good 'ol 10 pounds too!  Pootekkkk!!  1 pound per month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame You, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups!&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to be sooo heavenly?!?  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a lil' something I got from my friend, &lt;a href="http://himpapawid.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to answer them too, if you want!  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something I love right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My newly purchased make-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause it's new!  Haha!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite line from a movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"She had me at my worst, you had me at my best..  Yet you chose to break my heart."-- John Lloyd "Popoy" Cruz, One More Chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause it's the most recent one I've seen.  Heehee!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Style icon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Gossip Girl, Blaire Waldorf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause she's my idol right now.  Haha!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Closet staple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You can never go wrong with a pair of perfect jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I bought myself a new pair of Skinnies.  Haha!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite clothing store:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; H&amp;amp;M, for the win!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause you can buy something from that store even if you only have 5 bucks in your wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite footwear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Ballet flats and boots.  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause you can use them in any season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Describe your own style:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I don't have my own style!  I'm pathetic!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I enjoy copying celebrities!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best beauty buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Pink Blush!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I never leave home without one.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Major fashion booboos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hmm..  Visible Panty..  and they're not just lines!!!  *babybarfs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause it's skanky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One weird thing about me is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Whenever I hear something loud, my eyes open and close... non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I have sensitive eardrums!  Heehee.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm passionate about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My current aspiration.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I wanna be Nadine Kristel C. Arraiza, RN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My best trait:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I smile a lot.  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I'm at peace with myself now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I strongly believe that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; "With great power, comes great responsibilites."  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I love Spiderman.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of a really bad day, I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; pray all my worries away.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause He always listens.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to be remembered as...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The girl who cried wolf.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I have no idea on what to answer that question!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My favorite line from a song is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast, hope this feeling lasts.. for the rest of my life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;--  Chantal Kreviazuk's, Feels like Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause it's my most fave song of all time!  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;What is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Love is finding the perfections amidst the imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I'm perfect.  LOL!  Kidding!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I liked a guy, I thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; was the one I was gonna marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I was dumb back then!  Haha!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But then I learned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That not all men are "husband material."  Especially the most recent.  Haha!  Tssssss!!!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I'm bitter.  LOL!!  =P  Feeling, much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I would never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ever, ever wear real animal skin.  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause Roberto Cavalli's prints look almost real.  Heehee!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never resist a guy who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is a comedian.  That's why I'll say yes to Adam Sandler just LIKETHAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I love jokes and punchlines.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I knew in elementary that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; it's not embarrassing to wear a bra in fifth grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause boys back then were stupid.  Haha!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I hate boys who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; are CHEATERS!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MAMATAY NA KAYOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause!  Grr!!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate girls who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hmm, I don't hate my sisters!  I love all of them!  Haha!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just 'cause I'm a girl.  =)&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/6146059364726799776-6070903434329926570?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6070903434329926570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6070903434329926570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6070903434329926570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6070903434329926570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-matter-if-i-step-on-scene-or-sneak.html' title='Don’t matter if I step on the scene, or sneak away to the Philippines.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0y5gwnbo_I/AAAAAAAAAb0/LAcO-5mqrso/s72-c/235979608108_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1336598555808941289</id><published>2007-11-29T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:29.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a hero and you are my heroine.  Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know what I did yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lCgnbpDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Nbp9Y-WPhwU/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28798%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lCgnbpDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Nbp9Y-WPhwU/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28798%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138296056154137650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lJwnbpEI/AAAAAAAAAcc/8HocZIqRMp8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28797%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lJwnbpEI/AAAAAAAAAcc/8HocZIqRMp8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28797%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138296180708189250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got this for $4!&lt;br /&gt;I also got a Cherry-Vanilla lipbalm from Bath and Bodyworks for only 75cents, but I'll just show you the picture some other time.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our school had a mini bazaar.  While we were looking around, Pot and I were drawn to this stall that sells cosmetics and perfumes for really cheap prices.  Almost all their stuff were branded!  I wanted to buy a lot!  Makeup removers, bronzers, moisturizers and even an aftershave to give to my friend but I didn't have enough moolah!!  Arg arg!!  Haha!!  =D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if what I bought was (branded) though...  Or even if it had a "name" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because this was my first time to see that brand (Princessa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I really liked it because it has everything I needed!  Plus it came in a cute container so I guess it's fine with me, "named" or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I checked it while doing this (over the internet, ofcourse!), and saw that the one I purchased originally costs $28 something.  So it must be somewhat good, right?  Ayy, whatever!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07k-QnbpAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rw5_Nc_N70o/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28793%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07k-QnbpAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rw5_Nc_N70o/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28793%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138295983139693570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nadine, Smirnoff, Alfred, Jose Cuervo and Pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last night, Alfred and Alex had their "despedida"-- they were going back to Virginia.   The invite came in such short notice...  As in 30minutes-before-they-came-to-get-us short!!!!  Haha!!  It's a good thing my Mom allowed me to go, being that it was a school night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to not make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwento&lt;/span&gt; about the things that happened last night 'cause someone might use my blog as evidence because we think someone's spying on someone.  Haha.  Promise!  Sorry, inside joke!  =D&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lBgnbpCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/DbAgPvjmjaE/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28799%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lBgnbpCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/DbAgPvjmjaE/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28799%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138296038974268450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07k_QnbpBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HQlmHULu8uc/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28800%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07k_QnbpBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/HQlmHULu8uc/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28800%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138296000319562770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lookie, lookie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean inspired M&amp;amp;M's!  Aren't they cute?  What's "cute-er" is that if you could only see them closely, you'll find out that some of the pieces, instead of them having the little M&amp;amp;M logos, they have little pictures of skulls, ships, treasures and binoculars instead.  Cool, eh?  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also the first time I saw an M&amp;amp;M that was in white chocolate so I immediately bought it!  Haha!  =D  The white choco kinda tastes like Kitkat white.  So yeah, it's good, but it's toooo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&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/6146059364726799776-1336598555808941289?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1336598555808941289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1336598555808941289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1336598555808941289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1336598555808941289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-like-hero-and-you-are-my-heroine.html' title='I feel like a hero and you are my heroine.  Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R07lCgnbpDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Nbp9Y-WPhwU/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28798%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1039722749192622561</id><published>2007-11-27T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:30.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me with You, setting in a honeymoon.  If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDITED~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANDOM RAMBLINGS, MUCH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJ1TcD7flS0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iJ1TcD7flS0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iCsvKTKd_Jc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iCsvKTKd_Jc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Some of my fave episodes!  (Just 'cause I love Will&amp;amp;Grace and Amanda!)♥&lt;br /&gt;I know they're old, but I just love th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love, love, love, love Ellen Degeneres' show!!!  She's so full of confidence and she's super super funny!  I always end up laughing when watching her--  I even la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ughed in that episode where she cried about the adopted dog--  I know, that's so mean of me!  Sorryyyyy!!  But wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;at can I do, I just find her really hilarious!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the week that was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8wnbosI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w7ihss7RGXk/s1600-h/11-21-07_1405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8wnbosI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w7ihss7RGXk/s200/11-21-07_1405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150810184098498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHlwnbozI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yLTcVolnl74/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28775%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHlwnbozI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yLTcVolnl74/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28775%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152614070362930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmqgnbo4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/7LY2frTtRlU/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28777%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmqgnbo4I/AAAAAAAAAa8/7LY2frTtRlU/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28777%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137594155418755970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="recover"&gt;&lt;span id="spellcheckMessage"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;textarea style="display: none;" name="postBody" rows="17" cols="47" id="textarea" wrap="soft" dir="ltr" tabindex="5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pictures first, chika later. Sorry, busy! Heehee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING! GOBBLE, GOBBLE! ♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8wnbosI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w7ihss7RGXk/s1600-h/11-21-07_1405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8wnbosI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w7ihss7RGXk/s200/11-21-07_1405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150810184098498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHlwnbozI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yLTcVolnl74/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28775%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHlwnbozI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yLTcVolnl74/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28775%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152614070362930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHJAnbouI/AAAAAAAAAZs/SKYlFbGDDB0/s1600-h/11-21-07_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHJAnbouI/AAAAAAAAAZs/SKYlFbGDDB0/s200/11-21-07_1525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152120149123810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF9QnbotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0Hd5MbVQJIA/s1600-h/11-21-07_1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF9QnbotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0Hd5MbVQJIA/s200/11-21-07_1524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150818774033106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKAnbovI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/I_VILIURSA8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28781%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKAnbovI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/I_VILIURSA8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28781%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152137328993010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKgnbowI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bY-W4J7YiYY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28780%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKgnbowI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bY-W4J7YiYY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28780%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152145918927618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHmAnbo0I/AAAAAAAAAac/99GX3labv1Q/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28771%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHmAnbo0I/AAAAAAAAAac/99GX3labv1Q/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28771%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152618365330242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHLQnboxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wer6T7Oo8jI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28779%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHLQnboxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wer6T7Oo8jI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28779%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152158803829522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnboqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Bxe0kwjR4w8/s1600-h/10-25-07_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnboqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Bxe0kwjR4w8/s200/10-25-07_1753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150805889131170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnborI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Mls3xt8uKp0/s1600-h/10-25-07_1756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnborI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Mls3xt8uKp0/s200/10-25-07_1756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150805889131186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first one was taken at my school's bathroom, while the next ones were taken at the Subway on the way to the Pre-Thanksgiving house party we went to at Upper West Manhattan (near Central Park)!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Fun, fun!  =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHJAnbouI/AAAAAAAAAZs/SKYlFbGDDB0/s1600-h/11-21-07_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHJAnbouI/AAAAAAAAAZs/SKYlFbGDDB0/s200/11-21-07_1525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152120149123810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF9QnbotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0Hd5MbVQJIA/s1600-h/11-21-07_1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF9QnbotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0Hd5MbVQJIA/s200/11-21-07_1524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150818774033106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And just 'cause he's soo hot...  Here's a Paparazzi-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt; shot of my Psych teacher!  =D&lt;br /&gt;Haha!  I took this right before we had our quiz (which I didn't even know we were having that day-- but I still got a B..  So, not bad!!).&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING!  GOBBLE, GOBBLE!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmqAnbo3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/wsqW5dMIKvg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28792%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmqAnbo3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/wsqW5dMIKvg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28792%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137594146828821362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sweetness!!  Look at what my friend gave me for Thanksgiving!  Homemade Fudge by Fudgie Wudgie--  which tastes so good, I could die!  Haha!!  ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKAnbovI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/I_VILIURSA8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28781%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKAnbovI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/I_VILIURSA8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28781%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152137328993010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKgnbowI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bY-W4J7YiYY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28780%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHKgnbowI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bY-W4J7YiYY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28780%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152145918927618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's our 11-pound turkey!  Sooo yummy!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the parade of the balloons at Central Park on television (which by the way I know sounds really childish but is actually not 'cause it's sponsored by Macy's, and it's kind of like their tradition here!), then had a "mini-thanksgiving-dinner-with-salad,wine,karekare,flounder-celebration-fiesta" at our place with some of Mom's friends.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually my first time to celebrate Thanksgiving!  It was also my first time to eat a turkey THAT big, 'cause yeah I've eaten turkey before-- but just in a sandwich!!  Haha! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHmAnbo0I/AAAAAAAAAac/99GX3labv1Q/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28771%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHmAnbo0I/AAAAAAAAAac/99GX3labv1Q/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28771%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152618365330242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHLQnboxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wer6T7Oo8jI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28779%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dHLQnboxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/wer6T7Oo8jI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28779%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136152158803829522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They call the day after Thanksgiving here "Black Friday."&lt;br /&gt;It's the day when almost all the shops/malls here open at midnight and have their "HUGE-EST" sale of the year.  It's just sad for me 'cause I didn't have any money to spend so I just stayed at home...  bored and jealous!  =(&lt;br /&gt;ARG!  Haha!  I sooo want a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmsQnbo7I/AAAAAAAAAbU/vZ96LmHrtv0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28782%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmsQnbo7I/AAAAAAAAAbU/vZ96LmHrtv0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28782%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137594185483527090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmqwnbo5I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Y2qR41FGshQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28785%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmqwnbo5I/AAAAAAAAAbE/Y2qR41FGshQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28785%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137594159713723282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmrgnbo6I/AAAAAAAAAbM/F8RNbpF5q-0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28784%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0xmrgnbo6I/AAAAAAAAAbM/F8RNbpF5q-0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28784%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137594172598625186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went at this Fil-Am bar, Taste of Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Newfound friends:&lt;br /&gt;Kayumanggi Band-- Maky, Lester, Edward &amp;amp; Arnel,&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagasundo at tagahatid&lt;/span&gt;-- Alfred and Alex,&lt;br /&gt;YB people outside-- Rusty and Jeric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadtrip,&lt;br /&gt;Redhorse (Yes, they do have RH here!),&lt;br /&gt;Heineken,&lt;br /&gt;Chicharon Flower!  Haha!  =D,&lt;br /&gt;Old Skool Ruffa Gutierrez and Gloria Romero TFC Movies!  Haha!,&lt;br /&gt;Empanada,&lt;br /&gt;KPG!,&lt;br /&gt;Getting home at 6 in the morning-- and not getting caught!&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My head was really hurting because of no sleep but I still had to go at Jack's all the way in Manhattan 'cause my Mom wanted to buy some stuff for our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to take the Subway going home so I took the bus instead.  While sitting there-- ALONE--  I know, Loser!  Haha!!  I felt like Serena Van Der Woodsen&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on one of the scenes here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdeoMULDkIo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdeoMULDkIo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I know..  Hers is on a train!   But it's the same looking-outside-the-window-looking-at-the-sights-feel.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to watch ONE MORE CHANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pootek!!  Mahal ko na talaga si John Lloyd!!  Haha!!  And as expected, naiyak na naman ako!  Haha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hated the ending though!  Mas gusto ko kung hindi nalang sila nagkabalikan ulit!  Hindi palaging "Happily Ever After" ang ending pag sa totoong buhay no!  Sa fairytales lang nangyayari yun!  Haha!!!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for pirate people!!&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for www.pinoychannel.tv!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 'cause skulls are pretty!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnboqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Bxe0kwjR4w8/s1600-h/10-25-07_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnboqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Bxe0kwjR4w8/s200/10-25-07_1753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150805889131170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnborI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Mls3xt8uKp0/s1600-h/10-25-07_1756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8gnborI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Mls3xt8uKp0/s200/10-25-07_1756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136150805889131186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1039722749192622561?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1039722749192622561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1039722749192622561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1039722749192622561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1039722749192622561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-and-you-setting-in-honeymoon-if-i.html' title='Me with You, setting in a honeymoon.  If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0dF8wnbosI/AAAAAAAAAZc/w7ihss7RGXk/s72-c/11-21-07_1405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-884573722201164177</id><published>2007-11-20T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:30.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I hate how much I love you boy, I can't stand how much I need you.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I was in Atlantic City for 3 days/2 nights.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo much fun!  =D&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time there..  Actually, I've experienced a lot of "firsts" there.  First time staying at a Suite AT the Trump Plaza,&lt;br /&gt;First time entering, playing AND winning in casino&lt;br /&gt;and like I said, first time seeing Atlantic City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just disappointed that I wasn't able to take a lot of photos 'cause my batt died out on me!  =(  Arg!!!  But it's okay 'cause I was able to take lots of videos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NUoAnbokI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_luEoZ2zTzk/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28761%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NUoAnbokI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_luEoZ2zTzk/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28761%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135041046469386818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVRwnbolI/AAAAAAAAAYk/E8iM1QqP7fI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28762%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVRwnbolI/AAAAAAAAAYk/E8iM1QqP7fI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28762%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135041763728925266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outfit of the Day.  From H&amp;amp;M!  Heehee.  ♥&lt;br /&gt;Fall is the season for tights, warmers and boots!  I love it!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVSgnbomI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xV66QFE9zu4/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28763%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVSgnbomI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xV66QFE9zu4/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28763%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135041776613827170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVSwnbonI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IZdMYijABkk/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28764%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVSwnbonI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IZdMYijABkk/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28764%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135041780908794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now with the TrenchCoat.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Atlantic (Friday night)--&lt;br /&gt;me and Pot at the bus.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JeJwnboaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/grkXSkXpLjQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28748%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JeJwnboaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/grkXSkXpLjQ/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28748%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134770046917910946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfiAnboiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/3GVtfxWU6vA/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28756%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfiAnboiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/3GVtfxWU6vA/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28756%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771563041366562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where we stayed.  =D&lt;br /&gt;Trump Plaza, yo!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfDAnbocI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6f6OctmLnQc/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28751%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfDAnbocI/AAAAAAAAAXc/6f6OctmLnQc/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28751%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771030465421762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JeSwnbobI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BRhFcJ-rxDo/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28750%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JeSwnbobI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BRhFcJ-rxDo/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28750%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134770201536733618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our room!&lt;br /&gt;The suite is actually really big-- and I mean, REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;It has 2 bathrooms, a living room, and 1 KingKingKing sized bed (Lol, it's not just King-sized 'cause it's soo big!  Haha).&lt;br /&gt;Our room also has a very nice view of the beach (Atlantic Ocean) which I'll show you later.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfEgnbodI/AAAAAAAAAXk/L8Lg34x1T1I/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28752%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfEgnbodI/AAAAAAAAAXk/L8Lg34x1T1I/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28752%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771056235225554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfFQnboeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8Vw_L629s0Y/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28753%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfFQnboeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8Vw_L629s0Y/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28753%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771069120127458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the 2nd bathroom.  Soo Posh!  =P&lt;br /&gt;♥ Mi luvs eet!!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JeBAnboZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/bFtrCsHOzTM/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28743%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JeBAnboZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/bFtrCsHOzTM/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28743%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134769896594055570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh, take a look at my socks..  Heehee.  Hello Kitty love!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfhQnbohI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KbC5mnEItMc/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28755%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfhQnbohI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KbC5mnEItMc/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28755%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771550156464658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's our window view of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;We weren't able to swim too 'cause the water is freezing!&lt;br /&gt;Pot told me that during the Summer, you can barely see the sand because of all the people.&lt;br /&gt;But as you can see now, there are no people--  'cause of the cold.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, this was also the night we won the $240!!  Heehee.  But since picture taking weren't allowed inside the casino, we weren't able to take a photo of our lucky Slot Machine!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot and I split the moolah..  100 bucks for her and the 140 for me.  =P&lt;br /&gt;And then we used it for shopping at the outlet stores!  Woohoo!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT DAY...&lt;br /&gt;Strolling at Boardwalk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pURhwknX7vU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pURhwknX7vU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the name of this building, but it was part of the Bally Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMQBNrA-HMg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMQBNrA-HMg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sights!!  Sorry for my voice!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eG_Q39bOT4o&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eG_Q39bOT4o&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being weird!  Sorry!!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQxwnArCF10&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQxwnArCF10&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resorts and Taj Mahal!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzIoUKqlGoo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzIoUKqlGoo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, our hotel.  Sorry I was crossing the street that time so the camera was dangling in my hand.  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wfTF14sAS5M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wfTF14sAS5M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our elevator A.K.A. "Roller Coaster" ride.&lt;br /&gt;There were guys with us inside and one said, "Wanna take my picture?" at the beginning of the video.  Haha!  Can you here it?  Then after I said, "No.", he said, "Why?  Am I a loser?", or something to that effect.  Listen closely, you can here it!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After shopping ( maybe one of these days I'll show you the things we bought with the money ), we played once again at the casino-- but sadly, we lost our 5-dollar bet!  Haha!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we just stayed at our room, ate Sbarro's pizza and salad AND drank Bailey's Caramel while watching Enough, Titanic ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel na feel namin yung Atlantic setting nung movie!!  Haha!&lt;/span&gt; ) and A Walk to Remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our last night.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate Funnel Cakes (UBER YUMMY!!!!)  with hotdogs along the boardwalk and shopped a little more.  Then we took the 3:30 bus going back home, and arrived at NY at about 7pm.  Tired but happy=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfjwnbojI/AAAAAAAAAYU/quxqFCfkRDI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28759%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfjwnbojI/AAAAAAAAAYU/quxqFCfkRDI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28759%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771593106137650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heaven, grabe!!! &lt;br /&gt;Chocolates and Cheese's are my most favorite things in the world!  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfGgnbofI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bO3Lk145A_4/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28758%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfGgnbofI/AAAAAAAAAX0/bO3Lk145A_4/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28758%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771090594963954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before leaving the hotel.  Aww, bye!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfIAnbogI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JnYTb8_ECn8/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28760%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0JfIAnbogI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JnYTb8_ECn8/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28760%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134771116364767746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BEAR!!! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVYQnbooI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7ojKYsbVc3s/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28701%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NVYQnbooI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7ojKYsbVc3s/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28701%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135041875398075010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Home Sweet home.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pot has more pics in her camera.  I'll share some more when she uploads them already, ok?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, this Thursday is gonna be my first Thanksgiving!  I'm really looking forward to it!  Yey, turkey!  =D  Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys!  =D&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-884573722201164177?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/884573722201164177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=884573722201164177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/884573722201164177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/884573722201164177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-i-hate-how-much-i-love-you-boy-i.html' title='And I hate how much I love you boy, I can&apos;t stand how much I need you.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/R0NUoAnbokI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_luEoZ2zTzk/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28761%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-4238709243118030791</id><published>2007-11-18T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:31:50.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WON $240 AT THE SLOT MACHINE!!!!!  WOOHOOOO!!!!  =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just got home and I'm dead tired!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the highlight of my weekend was winning the 240 bucks at the Slot Machine!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice one!!  Beginner's Luck, eh!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6146059364726799776-4238709243118030791?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/4238709243118030791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=4238709243118030791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4238709243118030791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/4238709243118030791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-won-240-at-slot-machine-woohoooo-d.html' title='I WON $240 AT THE SLOT MACHINE!!!!!  WOOHOOOO!!!!  =D'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7036312302285491736</id><published>2007-11-15T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:07:09.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMEBODY OWNS YOUR HEART, IT CAN NEVER BE MINE.</title><content type='html'>Monday was super fun!  Movie-marathon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ing &lt;/span&gt;to the maxx!!!  Haha!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we watched 30 Days of Night--  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Badooy!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I didn't even flinch a little!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas kadiri parin &lt;/span&gt;Hills Have Eyes 1 and Saw!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was No Reservations, then Sidney White, and then The Prestige, then Freddy Got Fingered (OMG, Old school-- Laughtrip!=P ), and then lastly, Goodluck Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 6 movies eh?  Beat that!  Haha!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then last Tuesday, we went at Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry,&lt;br /&gt;Jack's,&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds' study 'Psychology' date (heehee!),&lt;br /&gt;Steve &amp;amp; Barry's = Bitten Skinny Jeans,&lt;br /&gt;Modern day serenading. ("aww!")&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ it!&lt;br /&gt;(Pictures soon, I promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Big news people!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm going to Atlantic City on Friday!  Woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm just so excited 'cause it's my first time!  Lol!  =P&lt;br /&gt;Trump Hotel, baby..&lt;br /&gt;Here I come!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&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/6146059364726799776-7036312302285491736?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7036312302285491736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7036312302285491736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7036312302285491736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7036312302285491736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/somebody-owns-your-heart-it-can-never.html' title='SOMEBODY OWNS YOUR HEART, IT CAN NEVER BE MINE.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7618183305228928681</id><published>2007-11-14T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:40:44.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW CAN I NOT LOVE YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Walking at 6th Ave, Manhattan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Guy pulls girl towards the sidewalk, just beside the stoplight post.&lt;br /&gt;Gets hold of the girls' left hand.&lt;br /&gt;Silently places it near his heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly serenades her in front of all the people waiting for the red to turn green.&lt;br /&gt;Girls' heart is happy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7618183305228928681?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7618183305228928681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7618183305228928681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7618183305228928681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7618183305228928681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-can-i-not-love-you.html' title='HOW CAN I NOT LOVE YOU?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6610753421530878023</id><published>2007-11-11T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:23:04.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I've tasted chocolate, I'm never going back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/mplay/play.php?presentation_id=3725"&gt;The N: Media Player: Cassie Steele at Your Ultimate Degrassi Party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK!CLICK!  To see the pic!  (Sorry, I don't know why but I couldn't upload  pics!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cassie Steele isn't just Half-Filipina in the character she plays at Degrassi (Manny Santos)-- She's  Half-Filipina in real life too!!&lt;br /&gt;I love it, I love it, I love it!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also has been the first choice for the role of Gabriela Montez (Vanessa Hudgens' character in HSM), but unfortunately she couldn't do it 'cause she still had to do shoots for Degrassi's upcoming new season then.  Tsk, too bad!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, that's all I did this day.  Watched re-runs of my all time favey show, Degrassi!&lt;br /&gt;Couch Potato-ing really is my best talent!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's gonna have a breakfast date with the chocolate man this Tuesday?  =)&lt;br /&gt;♥!  =P&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/6146059364726799776-6610753421530878023?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6610753421530878023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6610753421530878023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6610753421530878023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6610753421530878023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/n-media-player-cassie-steele-at-your.html' title='Now that I&apos;ve tasted chocolate, I&apos;m never going back!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2015660203166789539</id><published>2007-11-08T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:30.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw it away, forget yesterday.  We'll make the great escape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT'S INSIDE YOUR WALLET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By:  Nadine Kristel C. Arraiza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's my 2nd installment on the "What's inside your..." entries.  Heehee!  To view the first one (it's about my schoolbag), click &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/09/confessions-of-heiress.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show and tell starts...  Now...  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbx0gRn1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/xmg9jaWfSjY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28734%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbx0gRn1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/xmg9jaWfSjY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28734%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130263836994150226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wallet.  =)  I call her Fifi.  Heehee..  =D  Well, she has been with me for almost 3 years now.  My Mom gave her to me the last time I came to visit her here for Christmas.  Fifi is sooo old and dirty now so I'm thinking of, *gulp, replacing her already (Sorry Fifi, I just have to do it!  =C ).  And so before I finally let go of her, I'm making her this "special tribute" first...  Hehe!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcFUgRn9I/AAAAAAAAAW8/MZddWQZtF4s/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28741%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcFUgRn9I/AAAAAAAAAW8/MZddWQZtF4s/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28741%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130264172001599442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are Fifi's internal organs!  Haha =)  Things inside my wallet!  Haha!!  =D  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spot-an ang picture ni Romeboy&lt;/span&gt;!!  Haha!!  He gave that to me during my despedida, remembrance eh!=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcE0gRn6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/R4u-lxCHjQ0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28738%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcE0gRn6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/R4u-lxCHjQ0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28738%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130264163411664802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Cards.  =)  The golden yellow one is my Queens Library Card-- for all the libraries here at Queens.  The blue and red card is my New York Library Card-- it's for the big Library located at Manhattan (it's soo nice there)!  Then there are my Insurance Cards (the 2 white ones), my School I.D and my Credit Card.  And oh, look, I still have my Privilege Card from Asian Hospital (the white one with green thingies!)    =)  Yey!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbykgRn5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/j99sy2Xjwi0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28737%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbykgRn5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/j99sy2Xjwi0/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28737%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130263849879052178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbyUgRn4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/k1aWZQDQ-QI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28736%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbyUgRn4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/k1aWZQDQ-QI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28736%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130263845584084866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My New York State I.D. and my Republika ng Pilipinas Driver's License.  Heehee!  I miss driving!  =(  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala kaming kotse dito eh!  Huhu, commute forever lang ako dito!&lt;/span&gt;  Haha!  =P&lt;br /&gt;(If you're wondering why both the pictures look alike, it's because I just placed it over the original pics.  I don't wanna show the original ones 'cause they're FUGLY!  Haha!)  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcFEgRn7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/bKazxRdYTmI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28739%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcFEgRn7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/bKazxRdYTmI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28739%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130264167706632114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Family Tree.  This is just the small version of it 'cause the really big version of it is placed on our living room wall back home.  =)  Spot me!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbyUgRn3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3R1oie0fsSI/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28735%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbyUgRn3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3R1oie0fsSI/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28735%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130263845584084850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pictures behind the plastic thingy.  The first one's with me and my BFF forever--ChooChooPuffVow--Crinkles--Baluga--Ex(Wushu!)--  EMAN.  =P  It was taken during our first "date" --when we watched The Da Vinci Code ( May 20, 2006 yo!) at ATC.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi pa kami mashadong close nyan!&lt;/span&gt;  Haha!  =P  Weirdie!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;The second one's with me, my cousin and my tita!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcFEgRn8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/UPDY1pH1X8s/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28740%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJcFEgRn8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/UPDY1pH1X8s/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28740%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130264167706632130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one's our Lucky Charm!  The Condom (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi daw pag may meron ka nito sa wallet, hindi ka daw mauubusan ng pera-- sabi nila, ewan ko lang kung totoo&lt;/span&gt;).  Haha!  Back during College Sophomore Year, me and my friends made this like a "symbol" of our barkada.  Haha!  So all of us have this.  Same brand, same size!  Haha!  =)   EMAN, PASIMUNO!!!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;(Cute nung Monkey no?  I love monkeys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbyEgRn2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/j8-cB6KllcE/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28733%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbyEgRn2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/j8-cB6KllcE/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28733%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130263841289117538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's basically it!  Say bye-bye now, Fifi!  =)&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh, check out my new key holder!  Cute, eh!  Bear!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, bye for now!  Off to school already!  =)&lt;br /&gt;XOXO =D&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/6146059364726799776-2015660203166789539?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2015660203166789539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2015660203166789539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2015660203166789539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2015660203166789539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-inside-your-wallet.html' title='Throw it away, forget yesterday.  We&apos;ll make the great escape.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJbx0gRn1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/xmg9jaWfSjY/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28734%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7983852705486046636</id><published>2007-11-07T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:30.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The plans I make still have you in them, cause you come swimming into view.</title><content type='html'>♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend did it again! =) He made me feel the butterflies again. =)&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the SMS's he sent, this was the one that made me smile (he sent it this morning).  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJZ2kgRn0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/C_u0HclLKyg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28732%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJZ2kgRn0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/C_u0HclLKyg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28732%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130261719575273282" 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;"Hey sexy, how you doin"&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I get so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; everytime he does his impersonation of Joey (from Friends). =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never thought that I would hmm... fall?? No, not fall.. Hmm.. Say that one more time.. --I have never thought that I would "be friends" with a "man of color." But I guess there's always a first time for everything, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow... I was tagged by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pugante.wordpress.com/"&gt;this naughty boy&lt;/a&gt;, and since I'm killing time, I might as well do it.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Alphabet Tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A - &lt;em&gt;Age:&lt;/em&gt; Twenteen-one! =D Still a teen, yo! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B - &lt;em&gt;Band Listening To Right Now:&lt;/em&gt; Hmm.. Radio's turned on and it's playing Good Charlotte's, I don't Wanna Be Inlove. Heehee! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;C - &lt;em&gt;Career: &lt;/em&gt;Part-time model and aspiring RN! Nyahaha! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;D - &lt;em&gt;Drink or Smoke:&lt;/em&gt; I tried smoking just to see how it feels like, but I didn't like it. So, drinking hands-down! Baileys, my numero-uno! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E - &lt;em&gt;Easiest Friends To Talk To:&lt;/em&gt; My closest friend now is Potpot, so I would say her. =) I love that girl... And Karla, and oh, ofcourse, my BFF, Eman! MISS THEM!!!!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;F - &lt;em&gt;First Crush:&lt;/em&gt; Ayy, secret!! Haha.. Clue? Yung classmate ko nung kinder na hinalikan ako sa cheeks.. Heehee.. =D C.M. initials niya! Nyahaha!! CSA people!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G - &lt;em&gt;Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: &lt;/em&gt;I like gummy bears better, just cause they're cuter! =)&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H - &lt;em&gt;Have a Boyfriend:&lt;/em&gt; Friend, I have. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I - &lt;em&gt;In love:&lt;/em&gt; Yes=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J- &lt;em&gt;Junk Food You Like:&lt;/em&gt; Cheez Doodles and Lays' Cheddar and Sourcream!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;K - &lt;em&gt;Kids: &lt;/em&gt;Oh, I LOVE KIDS!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;L - &lt;em&gt;Longest Ride Ever: &lt;/em&gt;Plane ride from Manila, Philippines to here... Torture eh!! I hate airplane food!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M - Walang question??? Labo! Haha! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N - &lt;em&gt;Names For Your Future Kids. &lt;/em&gt;Aww.. Cassandra Sophitia if it's a girl, and if it's a boy.. hmm.. maybe Nate, or Chuck, or Dan... Haha, Gossip Girl eh! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O - &lt;em&gt;One Wish You Have Now:&lt;/em&gt; World Peace, seriously! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P - &lt;em&gt;Phobias: &lt;/em&gt;IPIS!!!! Put------, mamatay na kayo!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q -&lt;em&gt; Favorite Quote: &lt;/em&gt;Give your smile to everyone, but give your heart to only one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R - &lt;em&gt;Reasons To Smile: &lt;/em&gt;He&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; loves me, that's the best reason ever. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S - &lt;em&gt;Sleeping Time: &lt;/em&gt;Hmm.. Anytime the bed calls my name. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T - &lt;em&gt;Time You Woke Up:&lt;/em&gt; Nyahaha!! Today? 8:30 am! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U - &lt;em&gt;Unknown Fact About You:&lt;/em&gt; I'm Paris' twin! =P LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;V -&lt;em&gt; Vegetable You Hate: &lt;/em&gt;All of them! Haha!!! =P I hate veggies, I could never be a vegetarian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;W - &lt;em&gt;Worst Habit: &lt;/em&gt;Biting my fingernails!! Eepppp!! That's why I always try to put polish on them--(to prevent myself from biting them!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;X - &lt;em&gt;X-rays You’ve Had:&lt;/em&gt; I think the Chest Xray?? Cause it was required sa LaSalle noon for incoming freshmen students eh! Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y -&lt;em&gt; Yummy Foods:&lt;/em&gt; Chicken Curry and Kare-Kare are my MOST FAVORITEST FOOD EVER!! Haha!! =P (Lol, I know FAVORITEST is not a word! Just tryin' to prove my point-- superlative tense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Z - &lt;em&gt;Zodiac Sign:&lt;/em&gt; Libra, love! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TAG... Everyone and anyone who like me has nothing to do.. Heehee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye-- need to prepare for school. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-7983852705486046636?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7983852705486046636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7983852705486046636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7983852705486046636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7983852705486046636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/plans-i-make-still-have-you-in-them.html' title='The plans I make still have you in them, cause you come swimming into view.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzJZ2kgRn0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/C_u0HclLKyg/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28732%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1037736045530133991</id><published>2007-11-06T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:49:18.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW THERE'S TWO LESS LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD TONIGHT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"2 months na ata---"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am Single.  =D&lt;br /&gt;(Subject to change without prior notice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I'm not inlove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that most certainly doesn't mean I'm alone.  Na-uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently "in a relationship" with God, with my friends and with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's more than enough for me..&lt;br /&gt;for now.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Gotta go, need to pee!  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1037736045530133991?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1037736045530133991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1037736045530133991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1037736045530133991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1037736045530133991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-theres-two-less-lonely-people-in.html' title='NOW THERE&apos;S TWO LESS LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD TONIGHT.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1213837526183299708</id><published>2007-11-05T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:31.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that once you go black, you never go back?  =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Edited:  Yey!  With pixies already!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Question box, hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥ I updated my Blogger profile!  Check it out!  Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(According to my planner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCvD-d3xOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AbGu6OkiE8g/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28731%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCvD-d3xOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AbGu6OkiE8g/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28731%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129792458417751266" 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;This week rocked my socks!&lt;br /&gt;ROCKED, I tell you!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;***Monday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Saw 4 with.. Hmm.. Let's just call Him/Her/It, "Friend".   =P&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Friend and I watched Saw 4 here --at home.  It sucked my socks--the movie!  =P&lt;br /&gt;Sucked, I tell you!  Haha!!  Loser!!  Lamest among all the other Saw movies!  =(  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayang&lt;/span&gt;, one of my faves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa naman yun&lt;/span&gt;!  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had fun getting to know the Friend.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;***Tuesday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with Pot at Aphollo..  I met "the brother".  Inside joke, okay?  Sorry if you can't get it.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basta&lt;/span&gt;, I had fun!  I always have fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman &lt;/span&gt;whenever I'm with Pot eh!  Wushuuuu!!  Haha!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;***Wednesday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Hands down --Best Halloween, Ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was still in the Philippines, we would always "celebrate" the Halloween season by going to the cemetery to visit my Dad.  Although yeah, it was fun sleeping there with all the other people visiting their loved ones...  and yeah, it was also fun playing hide&amp;amp;seek and exchanging ghost stories with my cousins --Still, I wanted to experience wearing scary costumes and  knocking on peoples' doors to ask for treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically this was my first time to experience such.  No, I didn't wear any costumes..  and no, I didn't go "trick or treating" (maybe next year-- No. --Definitely next year!) but I still got to see how things were really like during Halloween.  Heehee.  And THAT made my year!  Seriously!  =)  It was soo much fun seeing all those little cute kids!  I love it!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we welcomed November 1st at Baryo --Pot had a "surprise" birthday party.  FUNFUN!  =D   Pictures to follow --if I get them from Mark.  Here's what happened--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basement Party, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Dirty/Pole dancing, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Lost IPod, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Kayumanggi Band gig, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Free Smirnoff drinks, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Newfound friends, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Tipsy, yo!&lt;br /&gt;I love it, yo!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Thursday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot's Birthday.  =)&lt;br /&gt;Friend called.  =)&lt;br /&gt;Bus adventure.  =)&lt;br /&gt;GOSSIP GIRLLLLL!!!!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;***Friday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting classes=MAT subject!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Friend SMS-ed.  =)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Alma's place while watching My Kuya's Wedding --WORST MOVIE, EVER!!!  Haha!!  =)  Laughtrip  =)&lt;br /&gt;Gossip  =)&lt;br /&gt;Girltalks  =)&lt;br /&gt;Sir Blake♥  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;***Saturday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCxiud3xQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xbywDzrrwvA/s1600-h/22730754463889l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCxiud3xQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xbywDzrrwvA/s200/22730754463889l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129795185721984258" 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;Migs' surprise phone call!  I love you, Migs!!!  College friends really are treasures!  =)  I love them all.  Okay, maybe not all.  I love them all --except one.  =)  Figure the odd man out.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot's post-birhtday party.  Costume daw eh, so I went as...  Who else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCzOed3xRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wDE-UiqWeOA/s1600-h/paris-hilton-56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCzOed3xRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wDE-UiqWeOA/s200/paris-hilton-56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129797036852888850" 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;...Paris.  Nyahaha!!  I love!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;Margarita and Vodka Vanilla overflow.  =)&lt;br /&gt;Magic Sing.  =)&lt;br /&gt;Train ride with Mila and Yoko.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;***Sunday.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've always waited for this and I witnessed it using my cellphone's clock--  'Stig!)&lt;br /&gt;Who says we can't turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we can!&lt;br /&gt;In fact it happens once a year, yo!  Daylight Savings Time, I love you!!  One more extra hour of sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling sad this day though 'coz I watched A Love Story --and it brought back feelings of, mmm, nevermind.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;**Shoutout.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAREN!!  Kung nababasa mo to, bigay mo sakin Y!M mo para matulungan kita sa blog mo!!  Ha?  Ha?  Ha?!!  Haha!!  I missed youuuuuu!!!  Where were you????!!!  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCwA-d3xPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6PA1T49MDjg/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28721%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCwA-d3xPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6PA1T49MDjg/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28721%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129793506389771506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;u know you love me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;XO XO  --Gossip Girl. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1213837526183299708?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1213837526183299708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1213837526183299708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1213837526183299708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1213837526183299708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/did-you-know-that-once-you-go-black-you.html' title='Did you know that once you go black, you never go back?  =P'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RzCvD-d3xOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AbGu6OkiE8g/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28731%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3426137198457375415</id><published>2007-11-04T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:31.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know how to touch a girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Ry6aped3xNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/B7Qcl3zxkGo/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Ry6aped3xNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/B7Qcl3zxkGo/s200/ScreenHunter_010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129207062965241042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be back soon.  ='{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3426137198457375415?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3426137198457375415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3426137198457375415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3426137198457375415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3426137198457375415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-you-know-how-to-touch-girl.html' title='Do you know how to touch a girl?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Ry6aped3xNI/AAAAAAAAAVE/B7Qcl3zxkGo/s72-c/ScreenHunter_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6196581857563975197</id><published>2007-10-30T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:55:00.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TRICK OR TREAT?</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be short but I just wanna say that...&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo happeeeee!!!  Heehee!!  I really am!  =D  *  YEY!*Biggrin! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is true-- God closes doors, but He opens windows.  I love it!  &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will reply to all your comments and tags tomorrow!  Promise!  =)&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-6196581857563975197?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6196581857563975197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6196581857563975197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6196581857563975197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6196581857563975197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='TRICK OR TREAT?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8714572536954272612</id><published>2007-10-28T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T13:49:56.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MORE CHANCE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdLrFRJRVLc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdLrFRJRVLc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Punyeta&lt;/span&gt;.  Bullseye eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mahal na mahal kita, kahit ang sakit sakit na."&lt;br /&gt;"She loved me at my worst.  You had me at my best, and you chose to break my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, JL!  Hayayay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-8714572536954272612?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8714572536954272612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8714572536954272612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8714572536954272612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8714572536954272612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-more-chance.html' title='ONE MORE CHANCE.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-646024929009030638</id><published>2007-10-27T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:46:15.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm laughing 'cause no one, knows the joke is on me.</title><content type='html'>I so want to write about a lot of fun things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Moms' SouthPark addiction.&lt;br /&gt;My A grade in my Psych Midterm.&lt;br /&gt;My love for the movie, Rainman.&lt;br /&gt;My boytoy seatmate in Psych.&lt;br /&gt;My shopping for fall clothes.&lt;br /&gt;The new friend I met on the Subway.&lt;br /&gt;   ---and so so so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.  I really, really can't.  I'm just super sad.  I'm just super down.  The only thing that keeps me happy right now is PBBCE2, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fwakamolly.  I hate it!  So effin' emo. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually like this but this thing is really hard for me. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. &lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna pretend anymore.  I'm sick and tired of it.  I don't wanna be the smiling-faced Nadine anymore.  I'm sick and tired of it too.  Why even be happy-happy when deep inside you're really hurting?  It's no different from an actor playing a part that he's not.  No different from putting on a show everyday, just to please people.  I hate it.  I'm so messed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I've taken the ring off my finger already. &lt;br /&gt;I've stopped waiting for the mailman to come already.&lt;br /&gt;But I still can't take you off my heart, and I still can't stop waiting for your love to come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-646024929009030638?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/646024929009030638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=646024929009030638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/646024929009030638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/646024929009030638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-laughing-cause-no-one-knows-joke-is.html' title='I&apos;m laughing &apos;cause no one, knows the joke is on me.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-173512859882714299</id><published>2007-10-23T15:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:19:21.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HE WASN'T MAN ENOUGH FOR ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Bitch didn't have enough balls to save his life.  Haha.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't update today, will post tomorrow!  =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to do some household chores AND study for my Psych long test!  I haven't even started on either of the two. &lt;br /&gt;Argh! &lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I have 5 Chapters to study, that's over 300 pages to cover and a gazillion notes to review.  AND the test is tomorrow na! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O hell, cramming, why do you always hunt me!  Well, good luck to me.  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee!!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-173512859882714299?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/173512859882714299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=173512859882714299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/173512859882714299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/173512859882714299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/he-wasnt-man-enough-for-me.html' title='HE WASN&apos;T MAN ENOUGH FOR ME.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1017724533709458557</id><published>2007-10-21T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:31.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It starts in my toes and I crinkle my nose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Bleep-bleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just gonna be soo very "short-version(ed)"  'cause I'm afraid that if I go into details, I'd fill up my whole blog page.  Teehee.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random, just the way I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the best week, Ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Foot-injury, Sweet, Bitter, Hate, Betrayal, Lies, Drama, Bitching, Fashion, Beauty, Hot, Drugs, Party and Indians all rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;You think you know, but you have no idea.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The start of the week rocked, you know!&lt;br /&gt;A surprise call from the Philippines --now an EXperson (you'll get to know why in a bit), AND a visit from a friend --Pot, really made my day.  Pot and I ate Domino's (delivered, yo!) and from this point on, Mondays are now our "Phone Day!"  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/nadine/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/nadine/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***See, I wasn't feeling very well that day (actually, I wasn't feeling so good the week before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!), because I sprained my right foot and I couldn't walk like a normal person.  Haha!  Oh you should have seen my walk.  It looked weird, very weird!  I looked like an old person.  But I'm okay now and thank God I can walk like a normal person again --even without the ankle brace.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My sad foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rxu6qGTtkyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0YfX-OwzcIQ/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28711%29-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rxu6qGTtkyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0YfX-OwzcIQ/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28711%29-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123894233474634530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a bit boring.  I was still stuck at home.  Bedridden.  Just ate Ben and Jerry's YUMMY Half-Baked Ice Cream.  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sucked though was some beeyotch person sent me PM's.  I hate her!  I hate her so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I wanna put a picture of a screencap of her messages here, but then I opted not to 'cause I don't wanna spill everything out naman.  This is still being viewed by the public, so wag nalang.  It's too personal and it would be better if it would be left betwe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en me and her, AND the other person involed nalang.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was more juicy than an episode of Gossip Girl.  I found out THINGS that I wasn't supposed to know.  Things which were kept hidden from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you call a, "HULI KA BALBON!" moment.  Swear!  Thanks to that stranger!  Whoever you are, you just did the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Soo disappointing, soo frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No details nalang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Highlight of the day were the calls!!  Arg!  OhmyOhmy!!  The effin' non-stop calls from the EXPerson.  Tsktsk.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Dude, I don't need your explanations anymore 'yknow!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FSM classes were canceled so I just ate lunch with Pot.--&lt;br /&gt;Chika chika.&lt;br /&gt;Subway tripping.&lt;br /&gt;Library fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dinner with Mom and Tita Aggie at Ihawan --Filipino resto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summary=  Hate. Fun.  Yum. Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I got!!  Chic Lit/Fashion books!  I LOVEEEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxvBgmTtkzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Bo6k_qtVYRY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28710%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxvBgmTtkzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Bo6k_qtVYRY/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28710%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123901766847271730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Was quick!  Our MAT classes were cut-short because right after the test, we were dismissed immediately.  (45 minute speed test, yo!  I hope I do well though!  Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;Pot and Karen stayed here.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Chika.&lt;br /&gt;Phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;Computer.&lt;br /&gt;TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Sinong natulog, Mommy??Ü)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Fun!  ♥ ♥ I really love my girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology was weird.  I think some of my classmates are users.  Yes, drug users.  All they talk about are Shrooms, Poppy-Seeds, MJ's, Coc, Heroine, Crack, and the list goes on and on..  I don't get them.  I don't even know some of those!  What th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;e hell are Poppy-Seeds?  Can someone please teach them to me?  Just for experience?  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;No, just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***OMG!  I heard about the Glorietta bombing!!&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Of all places naman, bakit G4 pa!!&lt;br /&gt;Gloriett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;a is like my second home-- okay no, make that 3rd home because my 2nd home is CSA.  But still....  I love G4!  I have a lot of memories there!  HMPH!!!  Damn those people who did it!  May your souls rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just pray for those who died.  Tsktsk.  It's just so disappointing that innocent lives were wasted again.  Hayayayay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Indian Party VS Perlas' Gig with Pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to Perlas ng Silanganan because some of Pots' friends had a gig.  We were supposed to meet up at 9:30pm cause I thought the Indian party of my Mom's officemate had ended by that time.  I was wrong pala.  A typical Indian party lasts till midnight pala!  With all their Punjabi dancing and 3-course meal eating.&lt;br /&gt;Hayayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My stomach got really upset after eating all of the spicy food!  Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though!  New experience atleast!  &lt;br /&gt;Bailey's overflow!  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;Cell # getting person!  LOL!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Funfun!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; missed my Indian friend from back home tuloy!  HI VINAY!!!  (If ever you get to read this, I remembered you when I was with your kababayans!  Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is PinoyBigBrother Celebrity Edition2 Addiction Day!&lt;br /&gt;THANYOU, YOUTUBE!!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxvK-2Ttk3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/i9UyG6_YhW4/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28703%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxvK-2Ttk3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/i9UyG6_YhW4/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28703%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123912182142964594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxvKz2Ttk2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/U9ZkdAaluoY/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28702%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxvKz2Ttk2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/U9ZkdAaluoY/s200/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28702%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123911993164403554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;OMG, I LOVE MARIEL AND HER MARIEL-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isms&lt;/span&gt;!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I can't believe this!  I knew it!  I'm gonna die!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't have clothes eh!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm seriously having a nervous breakdown.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Praning, much!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mariel is so kikay, so OA, so arte!  I love her!!  She's so cute!!  Only she can act that way and get away with it looking cute.  I love her!!  I love her talaga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariel, let's be best friends!  Let's shop together and exchange clothes and keep saying, "Kamusta naman yun!" all the time!  It wouldn't hurt too if you introduce me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Zanjoe!!  Haha!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, I LOVE IT!!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. The Riza girl is hot no?  Diba, diba?  I think I like her too!&lt;br /&gt;Riza, you'll be my sidekick ok!  Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay enough of that blonde moment!  After PBB, I started watching KevJumba's videos naman.  He's a funny, funny guy!  And I love that he's Asian!  Yey!  Hooray to our race!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last One:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be answering the questions right after I post this so you better ask me new ones ok, ok, ok???  =D&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://cupcakesandkisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; after, hmm, about 15 minutes?  I guess I'll be done by then.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, randomness ends here!&lt;br /&gt;I have to-- NEED to study already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buh-bye!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1017724533709458557?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1017724533709458557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1017724533709458557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1017724533709458557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1017724533709458557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-starts-in-my-toes-and-i-crinkle-my.html' title='It starts in my toes and I crinkle my nose.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rxu6qGTtkyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0YfX-OwzcIQ/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28711%29-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8371938028795459305</id><published>2007-10-18T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:31.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW WON'T HURT YOU.</title><content type='html'>If you were made to choose, which would you rather pick?&lt;br /&gt;Which would you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.  Finding out something which you know would greatly upset you.&lt;br /&gt;B.  Not knowing about that thing and end up looking like a total &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;piece of shit&lt;/span&gt; fool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know about you but I'd rather get the B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Same on you if you fool me once, but shame on me if you fool me twice."&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;"Wala talagang lihim na hindi mabubunyag."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't you just love 'em, cheerleaders?&lt;br /&gt;I DO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxgD6GTtkwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qrLdiCcv3us/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxgD6GTtkwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qrLdiCcv3us/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122848872794526466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were Juniors.&lt;br /&gt;(We won Best Cheerleaders, right?)&lt;br /&gt;(Please correct me if I'm wrong!)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxgD-WTtkxI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hvyhw6K3q3A/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxgD-WTtkxI/AAAAAAAAAUM/hvyhw6K3q3A/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122848945808970514" 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;Seniors Hu-Ha-Ha!&lt;br /&gt;(We won again, right?)&lt;br /&gt;(Again, correct me if I'm wrong!)&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;I miss cheering!&lt;br /&gt;I miss CSA!&lt;br /&gt;I miss our batch!&lt;br /&gt;I miss practicing after school hours and going to G4 after!&lt;br /&gt;I miss winning the Best Band Award!  Kastigo, yo!  =D&lt;br /&gt;I miss the choreography!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the special effects!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the squad!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the make-up!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the high school drama!&lt;br /&gt;I miss 4J-Cool! SOBRAAAA!!  ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;I miss Bedo's! BABIESSSSSSS!!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;I miss Highschool to the ENTH Level!  Exag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayayay!  I miss everything teenager-yyy!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, still have an exam tom!  Will study, yo!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Chika laterrrrr!!  =D&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/6146059364726799776-8371938028795459305?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8371938028795459305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8371938028795459305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8371938028795459305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8371938028795459305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-you-dont-know-wont-hurt-you.html' title='WHAT YOU DON&apos;T KNOW WON&apos;T HURT YOU.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RxgD6GTtkwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qrLdiCcv3us/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-6176760889113585085</id><published>2007-10-15T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:26:58.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry me a river. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SADDEST STORY, EVER!!!  READ, READ, READ!!!  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell my mom and dad that I lied...and it's all my fault..." Jenny cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--flashback--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life that was on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting, she would have friends over soon. There will be sleep-overs, and parties. She was so happy. It's just the way she wanted her life to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you had to have a clout, and dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just won't tell them the entire truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't know the difference. What's there to lose?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited, she got ready for the big event. But as she rushed around like she had no sense, she began to feel guilty about all the lies, but what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, and the moonlight ride would have to wait, for Jeff was half drunk by this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Jeff took a puff. Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point, but only after he'd smoked another joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, and Jeff started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football.) "Perhaps my parents were right. Maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb?" With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away, "Please take me home, I don't want to stay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast. As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, but he just got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember the force of impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, and heard, "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!" Voices she heard, a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right, and if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, as they gently told her that Jeff was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done. I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, and wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied, and that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse just stood there. She never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best to bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the man with eyes so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*boo-hoo =(&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi!=D &lt;br /&gt;Kakatawag mo lang ulit, hehe...  Wala lang, bumabawi?  Haha!  Anyways, thank you.  =)  You made my day.  =)  Pagaling ka?  Hehe..  Basta kaya mo yan, wag matakot sa needle!!  Parang kagat lang un ng langgam!  Haha!=) &lt;br /&gt;Tc!!!=)  Mm mm..  =D&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/6146059364726799776-6176760889113585085?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/6176760889113585085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=6176760889113585085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6176760889113585085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/6176760889113585085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/cry-me-river.html' title='Cry me a river. . .'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-8811507681431894309</id><published>2007-10-13T17:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T18:51:59.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st bday without a cake, I'm OLD!  =(</title><content type='html'>My birthday was fun, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Vietnamese Resto with family.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Philippine Resto with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ofcourse, I know that if I were somewhere else, like say, back in my "territory", (the Philippines-- I MISS!!), I'm 999% sure that it would be more fun.  Aynako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what the hey, I'M 21!!!!  YEY!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I want to thank everyone who made it special:&lt;br /&gt;(Big or small, I soooo appreciate the effort!  THANKS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mom, Ninang Aggie and Tito Nilo, Tita Kleng- &lt;br /&gt;Gifts &amp;amp; MOOLAH!  (Which painstakingly I                                                                                              had to use 30% of to pay for the effin'                                                                                                        overdraft!  Ugh talaga!  If I only knew!)                                                                                                 SAYANG EH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Surprise PhoneCallers-        &lt;br /&gt;A.  MIGS AND EMAN!!!  (BAMBAM and BFF)-&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Thank you!!  Sobrang na touch talaga ako!  Mahal niyo                                                                       talaga ako!  Haha!!  Aww..  Sila yung mga unang bumati!                                                                    Lagot kayo sa bill nio ngayon!!  Haha!!!  ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     B.  EARL-&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     Yihee!  Haha!  THANKYOU!!  Basta, alam mo na yun!                                                                            Voicemail, voicemail effect ka pa ha!  Mm mm!!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     P.S.  Tagal dumating ng gift ah!  Haha!  Joke lang!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  To everyone else (nagbigay ng gifts, bumati and nagtext)-&lt;br /&gt;Pot, Karen, Chel, Marge, BEDO's (MISS KO NA KAYO, BABIES!!!!), DLSU friends!  CSA friends!  Blogger friends!  =)  (Basta hindi ko na iisa-isahin, sobrang dami na kasi, you all know who you are naman!--  Sobrang SALAMAT!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6146059364726799776-8811507681431894309?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/8811507681431894309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=8811507681431894309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8811507681431894309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/8811507681431894309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-1st-bday-without-cake-im-old.html' title='My 1st bday without a cake, I&apos;m OLD!  =('/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3794408180503934304</id><published>2007-10-10T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T12:27:57.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's THE Final Countdown!  =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TWENteen-ONE, yo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maligayang Bati saakin!  =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oras sa Pilipinas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 more hours to go...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(New York time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3794408180503934304?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3794408180503934304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3794408180503934304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3794408180503934304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3794408180503934304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-final-countdown-d.html' title='It&apos;s THE Final Countdown!  =D'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7254901449284263452</id><published>2007-10-08T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:31.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR MISSION, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rwg-omTtkuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cy2Z4JAYtfE/s1600-h/1_885171660l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rwg-omTtkuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cy2Z4JAYtfE/s320/1_885171660l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118409843705484002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ UPDATED LINKS yesterday.  CHECK!  (Sorry to those I erased.  I just had to --personal reasons, so I hope you'd understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ANSWERED Questions.  CHECK!  See &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cupcakesandkisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ YOU!  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sumbit Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, okay?  CHECK???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  Christening, Starbucks, Reception with Mark and Pot yesterday=FUN!  Thank you Mark for the libre!!  CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  Bummed around with Pot after!  Yey!  I just love hanging out!  Chillax!!  CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  Dominos' Pizza delivered!  Oreo Pizza sucks!  Arg!!  So frustrating!  Sayang peraaaaa!!  CHECK!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rwg-2mTtkvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/_Y7r19JwSZA/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28605%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rwg-2mTtkvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/_Y7r19JwSZA/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28605%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118410084223652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  CLEAN the house today.  CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  Columbus Day today=NO classes=SALE!  Will.Shop.Tomorrow!  Yey!  CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  School tomorrow for immunization.  CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  3 more days!  YEY!  Happyyyyy!!  CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Guys-- CSA Batch 2005!!  May yahoogroups na tayo.  Magpamember na kayo para masaya!  Yey!  Check with Toni for the details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message will self destruct in 5...  4...  3... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Kiss, kiss!&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/6146059364726799776-7254901449284263452?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7254901449284263452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7254901449284263452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7254901449284263452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7254901449284263452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-mission-should-you-choose-to.html' title='YOUR MISSION, SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT...'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/Rwg-omTtkuI/AAAAAAAAAT0/cy2Z4JAYtfE/s72-c/1_885171660l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2692208453908082418</id><published>2007-10-06T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:10:27.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 MORE DAYS!  =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SIRFRIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My Mom just left for California!  She's gonna be attending her High School Reunion there!&lt;br /&gt;(OMG, I just remembered Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion --the movie --FAV!!!) &lt;br /&gt;Her plane leaves at 4pm, so I guess she's up in the sky right this minute!  =)&lt;br /&gt;5 days of freedom!  Oh, happy happy days!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Check this one out you guys!  It really is Uh-Mazing!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Kac_SfkdMqTeVM:http://www.rw-designer.com/res/vista-folder-32.png" align="left" height="54" width="79" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An Indian discovered that nobody can create a FOLDER anywhere on the Computer which can be named as "CON".  This is something pretty Cool…and Unbelievable….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At Microsoft, the whole Team couldn't  answer why this happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TRY IT NOW, IT WILL NOT CREATE " CON " FOLDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried it!!  Confirmed!!  It really doesn't create a CON folder!!  Uh-Mazinggggg!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAGIC #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For those of you using Windows, do the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webstuffscan.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/windows-notepad-as-digital-diary.jpg" alt="windows notepad as a digital diary" align="left" /&gt;1.) Open an empty notepad file&lt;br /&gt;2.) Type "Bush hid the facts" (without the quotes)&lt;br /&gt;3.) Save it as whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Close it, and re-open it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it just a really weird bug? &lt;img src="http://tom.i.ph/blogs/tom/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-?" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Correct again!!!  Uh-Mazing!!!!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Microsoft crazy facts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is something pretty cool and neat…and unbelievable… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At Microsoft the whole Team, including Bill Gates, couldn't answer why this happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was discovered by a Brazilian. Try it out yourself…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Open Microsoft Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:hyn2G3b7dDZw_M:http://www.york.ac.uk/depts/biol/itsupport/guides/office/word.jpg" align="left" height="56" width="56" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and type &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=rand (200, 99)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And then press ENTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then see the magic…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This one's just weird!  But Uh-Mazing, nonetheless!!  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pokemon's Raichu and Clefairy made my week!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU, &lt;/span&gt;gets mo?  Haha!  Mmm Mmm..  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earlichu, &lt;/span&gt;I choose youuuuuu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss, kiss!&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/6146059364726799776-2692208453908082418?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2692208453908082418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2692208453908082418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2692208453908082418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2692208453908082418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-more-days-d.html' title='5 MORE DAYS!  =D'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3409611444371464984</id><published>2007-10-05T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:01:00.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG BREAK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hey you! I'm in school right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule every Friday reallllly sucks!! And I mean, REALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 5-hour interval in between classes = !%@(#)_&amp;amp;^!$_^!# !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Guess I'm just gonna study for my Psych quiz. It's a good thing my prof there is Mr. Yummy! Atleast may motivation and inspiration para hindi tamarin sa pagpasok sa klase niya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; Click &lt;a href="http://cupcakesandkisses.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I have answered the questions already! Actually kagabi pa! Bago din lay nyan!&lt;br /&gt;Pero hoy, ano yun? Bakit 4 lang?! Dagdagan niyo! More questions=LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;I love you! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-3409611444371464984?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/3409611444371464984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=3409611444371464984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3409611444371464984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/3409611444371464984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-break.html' title='LONG BREAK!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-5798557793577019603</id><published>2007-10-04T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:15:38.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO'S YOUR DADDY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pick up lines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SomeBlackGuy= SBG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me= PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act1, Scene1:  ACTION!&lt;br /&gt;SBG:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Did you know that out of 100 women, 90% of which masturbate while taking a                                shower...  The other 10% just sing..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS:  &lt;/span&gt;"(*hmm), Err, okay?"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBG:  &lt;/span&gt;"Do you know what the song was?"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS:  &lt;/span&gt;"Um, no.."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBG:  &lt;/span&gt;"Well then, you must be part of the 90%!!!!"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS:  &lt;/span&gt;"laughs awkwardly"  (thinks:"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tangina&lt;/span&gt; baboy!  Pero infairness nakakatawa ah!")&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act1, Scene2:  ACTION!&lt;br /&gt;SBG=  &lt;/span&gt;"You have nice legs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS=  &lt;/span&gt;*becomes shy, "Oh, thanks!"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBG=  &lt;/span&gt;"What time do they open?"  *EVILGRIN&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS=  *&lt;/span&gt;walks away  (thinks: "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TANGINA&lt;/span&gt; BABOY MO!  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NEGRO&lt;/span&gt;!!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TSKTSK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-5798557793577019603?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/5798557793577019603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=5798557793577019603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5798557793577019603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/5798557793577019603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/whos-your-daddy.html' title='WHO&apos;S YOUR DADDY?'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-2092708572100872733</id><published>2007-10-03T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:32.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best service in town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's my party, I can cry if I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what'ya know, it's October already!=)&lt;br /&gt;And we all know what that means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to wake up the guy who sang, "Wake me up when September ends" already..  LOL!?! =)  Kidding, kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;Not funny??&lt;br /&gt;BOO YOU!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well, kidding aside..  It's October already!!  In 7 days, I'll be turning 21!  Yes, 21!!  The LEGAL Age!=)&lt;br /&gt;Hello, drugs!&lt;br /&gt;Hello, booze!&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Hooters!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE!!!!!!!!!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all the kind souls out there:  Money-orders, Post-dated checks, Zara hoodies, Sidekick4's, Macbook Pro's, Domino's Oreo Pizza, Tokidoki wallets and a Roundtrip ticket (to the Philippines and back) are now being accepted by who else???  ME!&lt;br /&gt;Please? =)&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't kidding there!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday Shoutout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To one of my very first Pinay friend here in Nueva York, GINA...  este, KAREN pala.  Nyahaha!  (I kid again!LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, sweets!  =)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOvVGTtkpI/AAAAAAAAASs/55mAhDyAX94/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28672%29_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOvVGTtkpI/AAAAAAAAASs/55mAhDyAX94/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28672%29_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117126378628420242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for the Crispy Pata, Kare-Kare and Kaldereta!  Mas masarap talaga kumain pag libre habang nanonood ng TFC no?  Haha!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to us!&lt;br /&gt;And to all October babies out there, hugs and kisses to you too!  =)&lt;br /&gt;Libra love!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mamma Mia, here I go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Friday, we celebrated Tito Nilo's birthday!  We ate at Bubba Gump (OMG! I LOVE YOU, SHRIMPS!!!) and watched the Mamma Mia Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's NY in all it's lights and glory!  Sorry my cam ran out of batt so that was all I could record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hf7_vZ0N5nc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hf7_vZ0N5nc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOwJWTtktI/AAAAAAAAATM/tPYZPtNNVN0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28694%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOwJWTtktI/AAAAAAAAATM/tPYZPtNNVN0/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28694%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117127276276585170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;This naman was the glass I got from Bubba!  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;t's so cool kasi it has lights under it!  I just wish the battery doesn't die out on me cause I'm still enjoying myself while drinking on it!  Kahit na masakit na sa mata dahil sa lakas ng ilaw, sige parin!  Haha!  I swear, I'm such a kid at heart!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The other one is the Playbill from the Musical.  Why Mamma Mia?  It's because all the songs in the play were from Abba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that after 4 days, I'm still on an Abba high?  Haha!  I still can't get over their songs!  I am inlove with it!  I sing them everywhere!  In the showers, in the kitchen, while taking a poop..  Haha..  Joke lang!  Hell, I'm even humming Chiquitita now while typing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang Hairspray lang eh!  I remember having LSS's to You Can't Stop the Beat and Good Morning Baltimore!  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love HAPPY Musicals!  =)  (Cause I hate the "serious" ones like Miss Saigon and The Fiddler on the Roof---  I swear, when my Mom and I watched those, 10 minutes into the scenes and I was snoring already!  Haha.  Joke, exag naman yung snoring..  snoozing lang.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A View From the Top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What in the world is happening here?  A while ago, while I was looking outside the window, I saw this..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOv_2TtkrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mtpplLmwBBk/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28692%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOv_2TtkrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mtpplLmwBBk/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28692%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117127113067827890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha!  What are those men in uniforms doing riding horses?  Shouldn't they roam around the city using their patrol cars?  Weird much!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I took a pic of this too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOv5WTtkqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bXVtH49hFi0/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28693%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOv5WTtkqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bXVtH49hFi0/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28693%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117127001398678178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our window view.  The 7th train.  The station kasi is like 2 streets away from our apartment.  You can just imagine the noise the subway makes especially during the evenings when everything is quiet already.  Nung bago palang ako dito, hindi ako makatulog dahil sa ingay na yun, but now, nasanay narin.  =)  Besides, it's not that bad din naman...  when we close the windows, you can barely here it narin.  =)  I guess hindi lang ako sanay noon kaya ganun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go..&lt;br /&gt;Still need to "Study, Study, Study" (and yes, I'm quoting my DLSU-HSC Dean there)!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-2092708572100872733?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/2092708572100872733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=2092708572100872733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2092708572100872733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/2092708572100872733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-service-in-town.html' title='Best service in town!'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RwOvVGTtkpI/AAAAAAAAASs/55mAhDyAX94/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28672%29_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-7703805169674196196</id><published>2007-09-25T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:33:43.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember the boy, but I can't remember the feeling anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, stranger!&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm..  gets mo na yun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's not the distance that matters for a relationship to fail, it's how we make the distance closer for a relationship to work." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walahhhh langgggg!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aylaveetttt!!  Kickboxing and Bellydancing classes yesterday, PLUS, heart to heart talks with Pot!  Hehe..  I love you, Potpot!!=D&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/6146059364726799776-7703805169674196196?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/7703805169674196196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=7703805169674196196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7703805169674196196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/7703805169674196196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-remember-boy-but-i-cant-remember.html' title='I remember the boy, but I can&apos;t remember the feeling anymore.'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-1935298748910302739</id><published>2007-09-23T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:29:32.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Gotta Give</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVOS2TtkfI/AAAAAAAAARU/iWNalu7TPPA/s1600-h/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28669%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVOS2TtkfI/AAAAAAAAARU/iWNalu7TPPA/s320/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28669%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113079037671870962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't have classes last Thursday because there was something going on in our school.  I went to the gym with Marge.  We attended some classes..  I forgot the name of the first one but we used these exercise balls.  It was soo fun!   That was my first time to use those.   The next class was Salsa, which was fun-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ner.  &lt;/span&gt;=P  Haha!  I love it!  We were there for almost 3 hours!  Now you know why my muscles were sore!  It was because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to this coming Monday because the classes are gonna be Yoga and Belly Dancing.  I bet they're gonna be cool!  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the gym, I went to Marge's house to get the Psychology book I  borrowed from her.  It was a good thing that she had the exact book I needed for my Psych class 'coz I didn't wanna spend $120+ for that one book!  I'd rather use the money for shopping, no!  =D  Haha.  We ate lunch (Chinese food delivered), watched Norbit-- (funny!), and played with Almira and Ivory (dogs-I don't know their breed, sorry!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVVq2TtklI/AAAAAAAAASE/hga7K8HM6hE/s1600-h/09-20-07_1653_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVVq2TtklI/AAAAAAAAASE/hga7K8HM6hE/s320/09-20-07_1653_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113087146570125906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;World, meet Ivory!  Isn't she a darling!  Soooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;=D  I wasn't able to take Almira's pic because I'm scared of her.  She didn't wanna come near me AND she kept on barking at me..  She looks just like Ivory though, but she's black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a dog too!!  =)  I'm gonna get one and name her Tinkerbell.  Yes, just like Paris'!  Haha.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FudgeDarnIt, you know what else happened?  I got my period that afternoon!  I didn't know that it was my time of the month already so I wasn't ready!  When I became "aware" that I had it, it was too late cause blood was all over my undies already (Eeep, sorry, too much info na ba?  Hehe) .  It was so nice of Marge to lend, I mean give me one of her undies!  I said give cause I wouldn't wanna return it to her again!  I'll just buy her a new one in exchange.  Haha.  It was soo embarrassing, really!!!!  But well, what could I do?  It's not like I could fight Mother Nature, right!  So there.  Effing period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday was fun!  I had 2 classes that day AND a 5-hour break(interval) in between.  It was okay though because the break was fun!  I ate lunch with Pot and Karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, they're my classmates in my first class--MAT:Math Medical Dosage.  Our teacher is Indian (I think!).  At first I had a hard time understanding what he was saying because he kept on speaking softly AND I wasn't familiar with his accent.  But towards the end, I got the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;The class was okay.  My seatmate was really annoying though!  Feeling gwapo!  He kept on shouting the answers when our prof asked us to compute for something!  Geez, some of us weren't even done with our solutions yet!  How rude was that!  Hello, sige na, matalino ka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVQP2TtkjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PIiGdRUi-iQ/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVQP2TtkjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PIiGdRUi-iQ/s320/ScreenHunter_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113081185155519026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My second class--Psychology101 was the bomb!  And can I just say, my teacher, Mr. Blake Eastman, is da*n HOTTTTT!!!!  I looked for his profile in Facebook and I found it!  Haha.  Stalker much?  I didn't add him though, that would be retarded!  But, look at him!  That pic doesn't do him justice!  He's soo much yummier in person!  =D  He's a great teacher too!  But what I really love is he's only 4 years older than I am.  Someone asked him how old he was but he didn't wanna say his exact age.  He told us he was younger than 25 though so...  Pwede naaaaa!!=D  Haha!  Ayayayay!  I love it!!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvgZU2TtkoI/AAAAAAAAASc/HUMUoR-7hG4/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvgZU2TtkoI/AAAAAAAAASc/HUMUoR-7hG4/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113865222845469314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, so going back..  I had lunch with Pot and Karen at our caf.  We saw Kim and Nercida there too and they sat with us.  FUN!  =D  After eating we stayed at the "garden", the garden's where students can smoke (it's still inside the school)..  No, I'm not a smoker now (Pot is!), we just stayed there because it was too cold inside!  Going to the garden turned out to be a great idea afterall because apparently, that's the place where most of our Filipino schoolmates went to.  We met some new "potential" friends there.  Hehe.  Yoko, Adrian, Emil Carlos(the guy I met during orientation), Shimmy and there was another guy--I forgot his name though cause he was the only one who wasn't a Filipino.   I saw Chel there too!  Chel is my cousin, btw, but she didn't stay that long because she only had a 10-minute break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicest one was Adrian because when Pot and Karen had to go to their next class (I only had them as classmates for 1 subject), he stayed with me.  He also went with us when I had to go to the other building for my Psych class.  Bait.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really loving school right now!!!  It keeps my mind (and heart) off USELESS things (AND PEOPLE).  I love it, love it, love it!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses everywhere!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S.  It's the first day of Fall today!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6146059364726799776-1935298748910302739?l=nadinearraiza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/feeds/1935298748910302739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6146059364726799776&amp;postID=1935298748910302739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1935298748910302739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6146059364726799776/posts/default/1935298748910302739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadinearraiza.blogspot.com/2007/09/somethings-gotta-give.html' title='Something&apos;s Gotta Give'/><author><name>Nadzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16549631124823214361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img26.picoodle.com/img/img26/9/10/6/f_1885171660lm_1d87864.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2n-dovAvdCY/RvVOS2TtkfI/AAAAAAAAARU/iWNalu7TPPA/s72-c/baBy+co%21%C3%96%28669%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6146059364726799776.post-3547558409791461158</id><published>2007-09-22T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:47:39.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I might as well take a gun and put it to his head, get it over with.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what really sucks?  &lt;/span&gt;People from your past trying to have contact with you once again.  After everything that has happened..  After weeks and weeks of crying yourself to sleep..  After thinking and regretting "THE" decision you made..  After having your heart broken over and over and over again, you wake up one day and you tell yourself, "This ends here..  Time to move on."  Then day by day you learn to face the world alone..  You meet new people..  Experience new things..  Have fun..  Enjoy being the single person you are now..  Slowly, you realize that there were days that you haven't even thought of him, not once.  So you say to yourself, "I'm ok now, I'm over IT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this 'fuckin day comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You open your Y!M, and then you see multiple offline messages coming from THAT person.  You try to ignore them but the messages still keeps on comin' (you're online now).  Then you check your tagboard, and miracles of all miracles, you see 3 "tags" coming from You-Know-Who.  The Fuck!  You try to ignore the "buzz" from your Y!M but somehow, you can't help it.  Hard as you try, you succumb.  You reply.  Hi's and hello's were said..  Then you think, "This is nice, maybe we could be friends afterall."  In the middle of the conversation, he asks for something.  Something unexpected.  The nerve!  So you quickly make something up and then sign out.  But then the damage has been done.  AGAIN.  You once more are hurt.  Just when you thought that tears wouldn't fall anymore, they do.  And then you're back..  Back from where you once were, right back from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuckin Sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;//Edited//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the last time that I'll be posting something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0
