<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:05:35.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Momma Yoshie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5441668965986062776</id><published>2010-08-13T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:02:23.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I promised to tell you my son's birth story in my next post but I just don't have the time nor interest to write about it. Anyway. Maybe I need a little inspiration. I was chatting with Abba when the subject came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: i'm thinking of new banner for my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: ako rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: ay mali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: think of a new banner for my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: you do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: ano ba gusto mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: di ko alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: but you're so tamad to blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: malay mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: ganahan ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: for you it's just gonna be all white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: tapos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: nakalagay sa gitna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;yoshieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: ahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: liit pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: tapos black lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: am i that boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: or insignificant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: or little?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: or plain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yoshie: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abba: plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But seriously Abba, my blog needs a new look. It never had a look to begin with. Crap it's just one of the Blogger templates. Isip tayo.  Este isip ka. lol. Excited na ko! Sige na. Baka nga ganahan ako mag blog lagi. Maybe then you'll stop bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So, for my next post, i absolutely promise to introduce you to my son Ty, how we came up with his name at the last minute, and his birth story. Promise. Promise. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&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/14656612-5441668965986062776?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5441668965986062776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5441668965986062776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5441668965986062776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5441668965986062776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-inspiration.html' title='a little inspiration'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6946043174275569900</id><published>2010-06-02T08:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:40:15.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoshie...eee's Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I came across a friend's new blog and remembered what it was like when I first started blogging -- how excited I was each day to post an entry even if it was just some cute funny pictures of my twin nephews; how I enjoyed writing and photo blogging so much. Today, as I rock my baby boy to sleep in his bouncing chair, I finally get the urge to blog. So here I am, sitting on the floor with my laptop, next to my baby boy who is finally sound asleep (morning nap). I realize it has been close to 11 months since I last updated this thing to tell everyone that I was 7 weeks pregnant with my first child. Even Abba was bugging me to go back to blogging even if it was just to talk about the most boring thing. "Just make it sound interesting", she says. I wish I had blogged regularly during my pregnancy so I could go back and remember how much I enjoyed those 3 trimesters. Boy did you guys miss out on a lot. I'm pretending I have a lot of followers of this blog even though it's limited to 2 people. Abba &amp;amp; Russ. And at this time even they're too busy to even surf the net for a little socializing. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So....how has everything been since I was last here? Absolutely &lt;b&gt;wonderful.&lt;/b&gt; I had a really easy pregnancy. No morning sickness whatsoever. Lucky lucky me. The only thing I needed to eat nearly everyday was easy to find - oranges, ponkans, kiat-kiats, Berry Orange juice. Remember that threatened abortion thingy? Well it wasn't anything like that. It was just a mild infection which was easily treated. Found that out when I switched OB's. Which I'm glad I did. I definitely felt more secure when I switched to my sister-in-law's OB. She took great care of me and everything went smooth sailing for the remaining 2 trimesters (I'll tell you my birth story in my next post).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got a surprise baby shower from my officemates right before I went on maternity leave. My Team Spain babies rock. They connived with my husband. They had to. I was already giving them a hard time keeping it a surprise. But still, it was a success. My dream spa bridal shower came true in the form of a nail spa baby shower. I was punked at Posh Nails in Ali Mall, Cubao. They reserved the entire salon. A manicure, pedicure and a little bit of massaging was just what I needed. And every single gift came to good use. That's because i asked for them. I so love wish lists. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/TAXgDkxERkI/AAAAAAAADQo/1CPxC_ccv2Q/s400/17366_1247342020960_1151703635_30623585_6935200_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478030873779783234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Team Spain girls after all the nail pampering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I've resigned from work to become a full time mom to my baby and to concentrate on a sewing business my mother and I will be setting up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Man do we have a lot of catching up to do. Thing is, my time's up for this post. Ty's awake and hungry. Laters!!!!  Til his next nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So good to be back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-6946043174275569900?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6946043174275569900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6946043174275569900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6946043174275569900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6946043174275569900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2010/06/yoshieeees-back.html' title='Yoshie...eee&apos;s Back.'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/TAXgDkxERkI/AAAAAAAADQo/1CPxC_ccv2Q/s72-c/17366_1247342020960_1151703635_30623585_6935200_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1219004918173202278</id><published>2009-07-15T16:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:57:48.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday &amp;amp; Friday morning, July 9 and 10:  After 2 home pregnancy tests, I find out that I am pregnant. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday, July 13, 2009:  I go for a check up.  7 weeks pregnant! Can you believe it! Almost 2 months already! I'm due February 25.  What blew me away even more was to hear our baby's heartbeat when I had my first ultrasound. Never saw it coming. All I could do was smile. Like a little kid hearing a voice on the telephone. lol. Too bad Ron was outside in the hallway. Next time I have an ultrasound I'm gonna ask for him to go with me. But I think for Ron, seeing the pics of the ultrasound was enough for the time being. I swear he was gonna break up in tears. My big baby. lol.  Here's our first view of my real baby. My Little One:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2W8TaKsSI/AAAAAAAAC58/RDsrTf-iJ3M/s1600-h/7wks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2W8TaKsSI/AAAAAAAAC58/RDsrTf-iJ3M/s400/7wks+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358605094387101986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2W8vmtuII/AAAAAAAAC6E/j8JwrdBFszU/s1600-h/7wks+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2W8vmtuII/AAAAAAAAC6E/j8JwrdBFszU/s400/7wks+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358605101955922050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2Tec1i-II/AAAAAAAAC5k/ag0ocNvtzaM/s1600-h/7wks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2Tec1i-II/AAAAAAAAC5k/ag0ocNvtzaM/s400/7wks+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358601282986899586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For now, I'm resting for the week. May have been threatened abortion. Or maybe not. Either way, it won't hurt to be extra careful. Pray that we're healthy! Mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-1219004918173202278?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1219004918173202278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1219004918173202278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1219004918173202278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1219004918173202278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-weeks.html' title='7 weeks'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Sl2W8TaKsSI/AAAAAAAAC58/RDsrTf-iJ3M/s72-c/7wks+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2111543596385808718</id><published>2009-05-27T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:43:34.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>So I just finished watching Game 4 of the Cavs-Magic playoffs. Cavs lost. Bummer. It was a pretty good game though. I lost a few breaths and my heart skipped a couple of beats. lol. Anyways, man has it been a while since I visited my blog. The last time I posted was last year only by force (thanks Nestlee. lol.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am now Mrs. Ronnie Reyes.  I keep forgetting that I have a new surname. lol. Jocelyn A. Reyes. I still need to say if over and over. lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've reached 1 year of working at my current job. Achievement? lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gained weight since the wedding. A lot of it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, I'm not pregnant yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm addicted to nail polish especially shades of red (and I've infected my team mates)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to lose weight. again. lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And, I just got a new hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShzShwbzywI/AAAAAAAACwU/gUa0xiiTMpg/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShzShwbzywI/AAAAAAAACwU/gUa0xiiTMpg/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340374735533624066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contrary to this picture, we are happily married. lol.&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/14656612-2111543596385808718?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2111543596385808718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2111543596385808718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2111543596385808718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2111543596385808718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-again.html' title='back again'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShzShwbzywI/AAAAAAAACwU/gUa0xiiTMpg/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8223976894797659483</id><published>2008-07-11T08:27:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:07:08.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian Iyanna Arellano (JIA)</title><content type='html'>I forgot that I wrote this and saved it as a draft. Better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on July 8, 2008.  Despite lacking sleep from the night before and coming straight from work, I just had to be there when Jia was born.  I made it in time to hold Flor's hand and wish her luck.  Though nervous and scared, she was quite the opposite in the video.&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/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZi4NbBTI/AAAAAAAACv8/c_ZGEEGXZno/s1600-h/n520366115_1651561_618.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3becd428085abe2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3becd428085abe2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333435945%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D314B45BD2B3C9A698614C6B624040258F41A587A.1A9A8E2FD20FB1679269FC64C6DF636F10D0E99C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3becd428085abe2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUPkZXfFQVX8e_3JXC9E6ccfUoSs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3becd428085abe2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333435945%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D314B45BD2B3C9A698614C6B624040258F41A587A.1A9A8E2FD20FB1679269FC64C6DF636F10D0E99C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3becd428085abe2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUPkZXfFQVX8e_3JXC9E6ccfUoSs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now after watching the vid, don't you think Jia has an amazing set of lungs? Holy cow.  We could hear her testing her vocal chords while she was in the nursery and we were outside waiting for them to show us. Note: the nursery is supposed to be sound proof. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZieRraDI/AAAAAAAACvs/27x8PkXHyg4/s1600-h/DSC01038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZieRraDI/AAAAAAAACvs/27x8PkXHyg4/s320/DSC01038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312075676379186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZiI8VgDI/AAAAAAAACvk/AeNA4S6DtEM/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZiI8VgDI/AAAAAAAACvk/AeNA4S6DtEM/s320/DSC01020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312069949718578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Jia then. Here she is after she's air dried. lol. (around 6 months ++ old)&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/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZjIUQ3hI/AAAAAAAACwE/OV-u5SiafFY/s1600-h/n520366115_1651712_5473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZjIUQ3hI/AAAAAAAACwE/OV-u5SiafFY/s320/n520366115_1651712_5473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312086961511954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZiudYECI/AAAAAAAACv0/9w797c9QzA0/s1600-h/n520366115_1651554_8394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZiudYECI/AAAAAAAACv0/9w797c9QzA0/s320/n520366115_1651554_8394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312080020410402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyaXkPQh9I/AAAAAAAACwM/zZY_K8hWGCo/s1600-h/n520366115_1758418_6776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyaXkPQh9I/AAAAAAAACwM/zZY_K8hWGCo/s320/n520366115_1758418_6776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312987809908690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZi4NbBTI/AAAAAAAACv8/c_ZGEEGXZno/s1600-h/n520366115_1651561_618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZi4NbBTI/AAAAAAAACv8/c_ZGEEGXZno/s320/n520366115_1651561_618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312082637849906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutie!!&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/14656612-8223976894797659483?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f3becd428085abe2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8223976894797659483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8223976894797659483&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8223976894797659483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8223976894797659483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/07/jillian-iyanna-arellano-jia.html' title='Jillian Iyanna Arellano (JIA)'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ShyZieRraDI/AAAAAAAACvs/27x8PkXHyg4/s72-c/DSC01038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1165422611311787679</id><published>2008-07-03T12:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:55:22.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging by Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm posting these pics because Nestlee is forcing me to. She claims she needs a "pampasaya".  I think I should rename this blog to Holiday's and Hunter's Blog. lol. Can't blame you though Nes. They're adorable as can be. Hope this makes your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the twins on their regular "walking" training one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIauxlCI/AAAAAAAABZc/gndhvG5d-y4/s1600-h/1_947327256l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIauxlCI/AAAAAAAABZc/gndhvG5d-y4/s400/1_947327256l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218648467411407906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holiday...the braver one&lt;br /&gt;(or probably just has more patience &amp;amp; perseverance) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIdhtQuI/AAAAAAAABZU/k50_8iJtYQ4/s1600-h/1_817944685l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIdhtQuI/AAAAAAAABZU/k50_8iJtYQ4/s400/1_817944685l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218648468161905378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oops! Steady....steady.....&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxfiR834ZI/AAAAAAAABZs/ZHCqMHabwIU/s1600-h/1_382428704l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxfiR834ZI/AAAAAAAABZs/ZHCqMHabwIU/s400/1_382428704l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218651110754476434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter...training... (5 minutes earlier)&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcTzO9jPI/AAAAAAAABYk/Bw4re4akKN4/s1600-h/1_266063887l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcTzO9jPI/AAAAAAAABYk/Bw4re4akKN4/s400/1_266063887l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218647563455794418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter...5 minutes later. lol. "I'd rather count my fingers. It's less tiring."&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcT-411hI/AAAAAAAABYs/zM-SaC5-zdo/s1600-h/1_273146324l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcT-411hI/AAAAAAAABYs/zM-SaC5-zdo/s400/1_273146324l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218647566584239634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the twins with Mum and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcUfVx7RI/AAAAAAAABZE/v_rfILjEzj8/s1600-h/1_748859240l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcUfVx7RI/AAAAAAAABZE/v_rfILjEzj8/s400/1_748859240l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218647575295552786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holiday showing off&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://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcUPIDlJI/AAAAAAAABY0/hFzCRd5R0OI/s1600-h/1_361977391l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcUPIDlJI/AAAAAAAABY0/hFzCRd5R0OI/s400/1_361977391l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218647570943022226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter &amp;amp; Mum&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIPfBabI/AAAAAAAABZM/wVsLQ5QwhOY/s1600-h/1_789008789l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIPfBabI/AAAAAAAABZM/wVsLQ5QwhOY/s400/1_789008789l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218648464392546738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter at the beach in his surf suit&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://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcUCvSQgI/AAAAAAAABY8/2guEJnJSsvc/s1600-h/1_473312835l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxcUCvSQgI/AAAAAAAABY8/2guEJnJSsvc/s400/1_473312835l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218647567617901058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheers!!! Big EarSsssszzzzz!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND HERE'S THE FINALE: &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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIhlHC6I/AAAAAAAABZk/EcnFSC52v0Y/s1600-h/1yr.+4mos.+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIhlHC6I/AAAAAAAABZk/EcnFSC52v0Y/s400/1yr.+4mos.+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218648469249919906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dare I say it comes from my side of the family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, Holiday's walking on his own. A little wobbly but getting more and more confident.  Hunter on the other hand would still rather crawl.  He's got an amazing appetite. Won't pass on anything. lol. They said his legs can't carry the weight. lol. Hurry up kids! Pano sa wedding ko!!!&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/14656612-1165422611311787679?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1165422611311787679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1165422611311787679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1165422611311787679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1165422611311787679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogging-by-force.html' title='Blogging by Force'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SGxdIauxlCI/AAAAAAAABZc/gndhvG5d-y4/s72-c/1_947327256l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8627754805593761316</id><published>2008-06-10T07:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:22:18.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners in Crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE27G8KbboI/AAAAAAAABYc/UsrisN8tVJU/s1600-h/1_527631106l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE27G8KbboI/AAAAAAAABYc/UsrisN8tVJU/s400/1_527631106l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210026071841009282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute is that?&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/14656612-8627754805593761316?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8627754805593761316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8627754805593761316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8627754805593761316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8627754805593761316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/06/partners-in-crime.html' title='Partners in Crime'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE27G8KbboI/AAAAAAAABYc/UsrisN8tVJU/s72-c/1_527631106l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6694738354629689795</id><published>2008-06-10T07:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:12:18.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's now 6:28am. Woke up at 4:20 after 14 hours of sleep. There's nothing else to do now but blog. Nobody's online. I've exhausted my interest in browsing Friendster and Multiply and Facebook. Maybe in a while I'll update my wedsite (which only a few people have seen). It's not finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of weddings, in exactly 6 months and 10 days ours will be here. Still a lot of things to do. I have yet to book a hair and make up artist (HMUA) and to find a designer that will accommodate my budget for the gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months. 6 months left to lose all that extra weight. People are telling me to start. Man, is it really that bad? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months.  6 months more of planning our perfect wedding. Just a bit more and we'll be down to the hard part. The small details and bits and pieces that would be the least of one's worries on a wedding. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months. 6 months left before my life and my priorities totally change. My decisions will now affect not just me, but Ron too.  And hopefully, if we are blessed, a small person will join us next year. Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months. 6 months left of being an Arellano and before I become a Reyes. Wonder how life will be after? As it has always been with me and Ron, better. We're better together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my wedsite, i'll launch it soon. Yuck may launching pa. lol. As if.&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/14656612-6694738354629689795?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6694738354629689795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6694738354629689795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6694738354629689795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6694738354629689795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/06/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1310874971500151059</id><published>2008-06-10T06:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:01:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Spain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I awake to a dark room after 14 hours of sleep.  Hey, it was day time when I went to bed for a nap. What gives? Oh yeah, then I remember, my days are back to front inside out and all screwed just as my friggin' body clock is.  Ah, the perks of having a call center job --&gt; None. Just the money and friends. You lose your social life because all you want to do is sleep. And even if you get enough sleep, you're still tired coz sleeping during the day can't compare to the sleep that normal people have during the night. lol. Anyway,  despite this erratic schedule that i have, work is good. Petiks. Stress free. Excellent pay. And a lot of new friends. Some definitely worth keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is TEAM SPAIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE2xQzKFqmI/AAAAAAAABYE/kqEtCXNhuZw/s1600-h/IMG_0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE2xQzKFqmI/AAAAAAAABYE/kqEtCXNhuZw/s400/IMG_0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210015246106077794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE2xRgWV1WI/AAAAAAAABYM/p2b4_xLyZj4/s1600-h/IMG_0567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE2xRgWV1WI/AAAAAAAABYM/p2b4_xLyZj4/s400/IMG_0567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210015258237064546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the funniest and mischievous people that I know.  One crazy bunch.&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/14656612-1310874971500151059?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1310874971500151059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1310874971500151059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1310874971500151059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1310874971500151059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/06/team-spain.html' title='Team Spain'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/SE2xQzKFqmI/AAAAAAAABYE/kqEtCXNhuZw/s72-c/IMG_0566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1173209588551307777</id><published>2008-04-23T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:39:21.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dad's turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 8, 2008.  A week after Mum's birthday, it's Daddy's day.  I didn't get to call him coz their land line was busted. But made sure he read my text message. Seems the old man had a great bday with a surprise gate crash at our place by our filipino friends.  Potluck mania. I wish I was there. I miss Dad even if sometimes I don't get his drift. lol. Love you Daddy.&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/14656612-1173209588551307777?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1173209588551307777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1173209588551307777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1173209588551307777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1173209588551307777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/04/dads-turn.html' title='dad&apos;s turn'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5607011705907266832</id><published>2008-04-01T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:10:22.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mummy!!</title><content type='html'>This morning, I go home today from work with only one thing on my mind: Mum. It's her 61st birthday today. I wonder what she's doing.  Taking care of the twins? Driving to town to run some errands, grocery shopping or going to SM (segunda mano)? Apparently it was the last one. lol.  I call 2x to greet her. Still not home. I text her: "hoy. lakwatsera. umuwi ka na. kanina pa ko tumatawag." (yeah. we're like best buds. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a treat though that i get to speak to Ate Leslie. I miss her.  I hope she's doing ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 hours since i last called. I call again. It rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: hello?&lt;br /&gt;Me: mum!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: oh! (tapang noh?)&lt;br /&gt;Me: happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: oh thank you!!! kumpleto na araw ko!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes after we say goodbye: I'm still smiling. Thinking of mum's stories of the twins. Mum's laugh. How things are going well with Kuya &amp;amp; Ate's clinic. This year just might be a good year after all. Even for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R_HCk-EfzvI/AAAAAAAABVo/qf8UVCdPSD8/s1600-h/11+months+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R_HCk-EfzvI/AAAAAAAABVo/qf8UVCdPSD8/s400/11+months+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184138586473090802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ain't looking like nothing over 60.&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/14656612-5607011705907266832?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5607011705907266832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5607011705907266832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5607011705907266832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5607011705907266832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='happy birthday mummy!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R_HCk-EfzvI/AAAAAAAABVo/qf8UVCdPSD8/s72-c/11+months+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6813244867791816147</id><published>2008-04-01T10:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:25:27.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>certified &amp; contemplating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we made it through nesting and now we're on the floor doing what we do. It's fun. Well, earning alot and not being so stressed with the work itself. But hell, the schedule is killing me. Shifts starting at 12mn, 1am, 1:30am...and next week 3:45am. Crap. It's scary going to work. As Dave said, Cubao is the place to be.... ROBBED. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, last Friday, here I was, chatting away and then Chiqui sends me a pm. We catch up. Miss the old times. And she mentions an opening at her company. P&amp;amp;G. No work experience needed. No CPA license required. And according to her...the offer is irresistible. Way more than Stellar plus this is a day job. A normal job. And it makes me think. It's exactly what I need. Especially when I'll be starting a family next year. Wow. A normal life. And I'll even be using what I tried so hard to pass at UST. lol. That is...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I pass exam and the nose bleeding panel interviews. So there Chiqui was, waiting for my reply. And what do i say you wonder? "Yes!" Why not? It's worth a shot. Who knows, by some miracle, i might even pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*UPDATE* I didn't. I wish I could blame my lack of sleep and and rest that morning after my shift but I don't believe in mental block. So...either I'm getting dumber every year or it just wasn't meant to be. I'll take the latter just because it makes me feel better. lol.&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/14656612-6813244867791816147?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6813244867791816147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6813244867791816147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6813244867791816147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6813244867791816147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/04/certified-contemplating.html' title='certified &amp; contemplating'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7770067907325974415</id><published>2008-03-23T05:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:22:14.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins update</title><content type='html'>To my friends who are avid fans of my nephews Holiday &amp;amp; Hunter, here are a few photos for you to go goo-goo gaga over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LOEfxnI/AAAAAAAAA8E/s7v2ca5gjf8/s1600-h/1_311403083l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LOEfxnI/AAAAAAAAA8E/s7v2ca5gjf8/s400/1_311403083l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180679080510473842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at exactly 1 year old&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LOEfxoI/AAAAAAAAA8M/gHIE7JANfaY/s1600-h/1_681398050l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LOEfxoI/AAAAAAAAA8M/gHIE7JANfaY/s400/1_681398050l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180679080510473858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day-Day's space suit&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LeEfxpI/AAAAAAAAA8U/MGn5j1zs4gQ/s1600-h/1_479425031l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LeEfxpI/AAAAAAAAA8U/MGn5j1zs4gQ/s400/1_479425031l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180679084805441170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*DO NOT DISTURB*&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LeEfxqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Uwm5gcAcWSQ/s1600-h/1_520224379l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LeEfxqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Uwm5gcAcWSQ/s400/1_520224379l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180679084805441186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"come on! let's go!!!"&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://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LuEfxrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/zbOs5VXp7k0/s1600-h/1_148872541l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LuEfxrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/zbOs5VXp7k0/s400/1_148872541l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180679089100408498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5U-EfxsI/AAAAAAAAA8s/_Mt6-_pBOts/s1600-h/1_521039755l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5U-EfxsI/AAAAAAAAA8s/_Mt6-_pBOts/s400/1_521039755l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180680347525826242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shaolin Day-Day (parang si Jairus ng Kung-Fu kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5U-EfxtI/AAAAAAAAA80/4f_bR5L_mB0/s1600-h/1_930028184l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5U-EfxtI/AAAAAAAAA80/4f_bR5L_mB0/s400/1_930028184l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180680347525826258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter's real twin brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5VOEfxuI/AAAAAAAAA88/QB4iTU0QOmM/s1600-h/1_225445118l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5VOEfxuI/AAAAAAAAA88/QB4iTU0QOmM/s400/1_225445118l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180680351820793570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this time pool time is really FUN time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5VeEfxvI/AAAAAAAAA9E/UKI8tNbEcJg/s1600-h/1_482708371l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5VeEfxvI/AAAAAAAAA9E/UKI8tNbEcJg/s400/1_482708371l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180680356115760882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;new hair cuts (Holiday: "where'd my hair go?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5VuEfxwI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fZZLjHCh3qQ/s1600-h/1+yr+1+mo.+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V5VuEfxwI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fZZLjHCh3qQ/s400/1+yr+1+mo.+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180680360410728194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sooooo cute. gigil!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V6TeEfxxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/S2YwuNE0cU4/s1600-h/1+yr+1+mo.+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V6TeEfxxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/S2YwuNE0cU4/s400/1+yr+1+mo.+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180681421267650322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the biggest brightest smiles that never fails to brighten my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V6TeEfxyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/M9S6l4Y5Ng4/s1600-h/1+yr+1+mo.+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V6TeEfxyI/AAAAAAAAA9c/M9S6l4Y5Ng4/s400/1+yr+1+mo.+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180681421267650338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;clap your hands, clap your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss these kids so much. Mum told me that sometimes when they tell Hunter, "call tita", he'd get a cell phone, get the screen to light up, then place it over his ear and say, "Heyo tita!". Isn't that adorable? And yes, it made me cry. Hopefully one of these days I'll get to hear that over the phone. lol. *UPDATE: apparently Holiday does the same thing!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's a video I took of Holiday while I was in PNG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-66d587c1a5b411f7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66d587c1a5b411f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333435945%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75445079F4CC0C41E7CD773ABF71B1E3861FD415.25F94583F61130271B382FFD7A32BF4629E23BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66d587c1a5b411f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTTlEPdaKhWjWHikdaohmZwn_pRk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66d587c1a5b411f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333435945%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75445079F4CC0C41E7CD773ABF71B1E3861FD415.25F94583F61130271B382FFD7A32BF4629E23BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66d587c1a5b411f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTTlEPdaKhWjWHikdaohmZwn_pRk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I didn't mean for it to happen! It was an accident. But really, you gotta admit, it's funny. lol. Love you Day-Day!!! You're gonna be famous bebe...on Bitoy's Funniest Videos. lol. Sorry bout the end part. I dropped my phone to pick up Holiday. lol. Don't worry, he wasn't hurt.&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/14656612-7770067907325974415?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=66d587c1a5b411f7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7770067907325974415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7770067907325974415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7770067907325974415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7770067907325974415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/03/twins-update.html' title='Twins update'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V4LOEfxnI/AAAAAAAAA8E/s7v2ca5gjf8/s72-c/1_311403083l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7415990328055930841</id><published>2008-03-23T05:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T05:16:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost there</title><content type='html'>We made it to nesting.  Just one more week. Hopefully we'll all make it. Russ and I are still on different shifts. This time I'm on the shift before hers. Anyway, it has been the bestest 2 weeks of training that I have ever experienced. Our trainer Dave is the best. Hell, it didn't feel like training. Too much fun and laughter. To celebrate all of us passing PST and test bed, we all went over to Gen's place yesterday. Loads of fun. Was a farewell party too. I'm gonna miss Dave. Wish training could be longer. lol. Anyway, we're just 5 days away from becoming probi's. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2f-EfxiI/AAAAAAAAA7c/R0V5xqFD_zM/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2f-EfxiI/AAAAAAAAA7c/R0V5xqFD_zM/s400/DSC00389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180677237969503778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wave 9B! Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2gOEfxjI/AAAAAAAAA7k/u64VKYbWQFg/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2gOEfxjI/AAAAAAAAA7k/u64VKYbWQFg/s400/DSC00394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180677242264471090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Gen, Dave and Zen&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2geEfxkI/AAAAAAAAA7s/7e0mVCMsBVc/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2geEfxkI/AAAAAAAAA7s/7e0mVCMsBVc/s400/DSC00342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180677246559438402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my new buddy Russ&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://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2g-EfxlI/AAAAAAAAA70/LZy3LWtHQtQ/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2g-EfxlI/AAAAAAAAA70/LZy3LWtHQtQ/s400/DSC00440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180677255149373010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time to celebrate&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2hOEfxmI/AAAAAAAAA78/Df5iwI7fm0U/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2hOEfxmI/AAAAAAAAA78/Df5iwI7fm0U/s400/DSC00413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180677259444340322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoying Dave's KFC dinner&lt;/div&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/14656612-7415990328055930841?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7415990328055930841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7415990328055930841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7415990328055930841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7415990328055930841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/03/almost-there.html' title='almost there'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R-V2f-EfxiI/AAAAAAAAA7c/R0V5xqFD_zM/s72-c/DSC00389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6330968413049355747</id><published>2008-03-12T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:52:52.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new beginning .... again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been exactly a month since I got back from Papua New Guinea. Until now I am missing the twins and everyone else. One of the hardest things I had to do was leaving. I still catch myself crying when I hear Holiday's favorite song "No One" by Alicia Keys and when it's 11:30pm and I remember that's the time I sing Hunter to sleep with "The Power of Two". They're growing so fast. And I can't wait till they come home this October. They won't recognize me, but still...they'll be home. For 3 months. Kewlies. I wonder what they'll look like. How fast they can run. What they'll look like in their cute little suits on our wedding. *giggles* Soooooooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know this blog is long overdue. Just an update. A week after I got home, I tagged along with Russ when she applied at Stellar Global Solutions in Cubao. Yeah. Call center. IP-Relay Operator. The pay? Wow. I couldn't resist. lol. To cut things short, we both passed the Interview, as well as a week or so of Soft Skills Training, and now we're on our third day of Program Specific Training. Oh da ba. Kaching! Kaching! Kaching!!! lol. Wish us luck that we pass. Though we're not in the same class nor shift, I've found a new set of friends. The funniest bunch. I've got a new Russ in my life. But this time he's a she but is really a he but wants to be a she. Gets? lol. He's one of the funniest people I know. Kinda reminds me of Abba. But just how he makes me laugh. lol. Love you Babba!! Aside from Russ, there's McKai whose introduction goes -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I'm McKai. And no I'm not anorexic. I'm not bolemic. And I don't do drugs." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, she's that thin. Got a couple of piercings and is the lead guitarist of a band named Sink. Cool I know. Then there's Lee who loves to drink. She used to weigh 43kg way back when she religiously dragon boat rowed (or whatever you call it) I think was about a year ago. She once modeled her rock hard abs for that Del Monte 202 commercial. (I think). Anyway, drinking 3 bottles of Gran Matador in 4 hours &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL BY HERSELF&lt;/span&gt; and all the beer drinking kinda paid off. So there. Another funny one. There's more of them. My new friends. But I gotta cut this thing short. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know i know, mahaba nanga e!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off. Gotta hit the showers. I think I've finally adjusted to the night shift. Today I slept like a baby. And now I'm definitely ready for training. Maybe my brain will actually work this time in class. Til next time! Promise, I'll make sure it won't be next month. Hahaha!! Ciao.&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/14656612-6330968413049355747?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6330968413049355747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6330968413049355747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6330968413049355747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6330968413049355747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-beginning-again.html' title='a new beginning .... again'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6996149090590179668</id><published>2007-11-27T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:01:22.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a pic of the twins on one of their afternoon strolls on the front lawn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0wT9fD_v8I/AAAAAAAAA7M/oGrM1U8NVP4/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0wT9fD_v8I/AAAAAAAAA7M/oGrM1U8NVP4/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137503221954101186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's our attempt at trying out their first baby pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0wUCfD_v9I/AAAAAAAAA7U/CDCdCnPEoAE/s1600-h/9+months+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0wUCfD_v9I/AAAAAAAAA7U/CDCdCnPEoAE/s400/9+months+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137503307853447122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pool time is Fun time!!!! Yehey!!!&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/14656612-6996149090590179668?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6996149090590179668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6996149090590179668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6996149090590179668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6996149090590179668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/heres-pic-of-twins-on-one-of-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0wT9fD_v8I/AAAAAAAAA7M/oGrM1U8NVP4/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-249916609043887148</id><published>2007-11-27T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:35:45.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOOO!!!</title><content type='html'>Now I can talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official. Joey called us yesterday. My sister-in-law Flor is pregnant!!! Woohoo!!! Once again, as I did when I found out my other sister-in-law was pregnant least year with the twins, I was jumping for joy with both hands raised to the heavens. Thank you God!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE AGAIN!!!    WOOHOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I think I had some sort of premonition. lol. The other night I dreamt that Ate Leslie was being told by a doctor that she was pregnant. I know it wasn't Flor in my dream but it did have something to do with a pregnancy in the family. Right? lol. I just wanted to say that I had a premonition even if it was just some dream. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happyyyyyyyyy!!!!! Wee!!! Yey!!! Whoopeee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-249916609043887148?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/249916609043887148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=249916609043887148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/249916609043887148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/249916609043887148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/woohooo.html' title='WOOHOOO!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8712279073099847786</id><published>2007-11-24T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:28:13.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fingers crossed</title><content type='html'>This morning, we got an overseas call from my brother Joey. He had great news to share. And I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; jumping and dancing with joy. Ate Leslie was dancing too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, I won't tell the news just yet. I'll wait til we're 100% sure of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fingers crossed* *eyes wide shut* *praying for the news I want to hear*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-8712279073099847786?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8712279073099847786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8712279073099847786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8712279073099847786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8712279073099847786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/fingers-crossed.html' title='fingers crossed'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-9208558976862344404</id><published>2007-11-24T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:22:09.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in PNG</title><content type='html'>It’s been a week and 2 days since we arrived here in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Papua New Guinea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. How’s our trip you wonder? Unbelievably unforgettable. Make that just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNBELIEVABLE&lt;/span&gt;!!!! We knew what was coming when we lined up for Immigration. Twins started crying. We had 3 bags of hand carry. No one offered to help us when we were both trying to make milk for the babies while carrying them at the same time. Nobody offered to help drag our bags as the line moved. All they did was say,”Awww…are you sleepy? Hungry?” Aww my ass. I wanted to tell the man behind me, “For crying out loud, a little help would make a big different than your stupid awws”. And to think he was carrying a light bag. What happened to all the gentlemen in this world? Gone? Gay? Hold it, in this situation, the gays are more men than the straight guys will ever be. Man I was so pissed off. We were lucky that a lady out of nowhere walks in the middle of the room and says, “Where are the twins?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When she saw us trying to wave our hands, she escorted us to the Special Assistance line. Thank God for motherly instinct and sympathy. Lol.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the moment we stepped on the plane, the twins took turns testing their lung capacity and decibel extent. Thanks to them, in a matter of minutes, everyone on the plane knew who we were –“The ones with twins”. About 10 minutes after take off, both are already sound asleep. Yey! No need for Benedryl syrup to put them to sleep. Lol.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Port   Moresby&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; at around 4am. Our domestic flight was supposed to be at 8:50am but it was an hour delayed. So boarding would be 9:50am. Lucky for us, our flight was delayed. Not just 1 hour. Not even 2 hours. But 5 friggin’ hours!!!!! It was pouring outside. Though the lobby was air conditioned, it was humid. Hunter sweated a lot. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Holiday&lt;/st1:place&gt; wasn’t very happy either. Poor babies. For a couple of moments I thought I was gonna collapse. Carrying Hunter for hours isn’t exactly a piece of cake. Throw in the fact that Ate Leslie and I had only about a couple hours of sleep, well, you get my drift don’t you? Here are a couple of pics of me and the twins while waiting for our domestic flight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3ovD_v5I/AAAAAAAAA60/fzbvLcMq0Sk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3ovD_v5I/AAAAAAAAA60/fzbvLcMq0Sk/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136346179239395218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3pvD_v6I/AAAAAAAAA68/n4ueK93Teh0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3pvD_v6I/AAAAAAAAA68/n4ueK93Teh0/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136346196419264418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, we made it to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Rabaul&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Seeing all the land down below made me remember PNG again. I couldn’t help but say to Ate, “Have you ever seen so many coconut trees in your entire life?!!!” Lol. Believe me, I wasn’t exaggerating. Everything was green. And blue. The deep blue sea. Oh it felt good to be back in the land where I grew up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3tPD_v7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/XsE_NQbvcv4/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3tPD_v7I/AAAAAAAAA7E/XsE_NQbvcv4/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136346256548806578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Arellanos (missing Joey &amp;amp; Flor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Dad invited most of the Filipinos for dinner that same night we arrived. It was hard to be lively and friendly. We were exhausted. And that my friends is an understatement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, we’ve pretty much adjusted to everything here. The Simple Life. The next day Ate and I had already toured the whole town. Not much to see. Not many places to go to. Mostly supermarkets. The beach is less than half a kilometer away from the main road. So that’s a lot of sea for you. We haven’t gone swimming yet though. Rough waves. Weather here is very moody. One minute it’s sunny, then all of a sudden the winds stun us with speeds of a super typhoon and then the rain comes pouring down. After that, it’s sunny again. Whoopey. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I miss the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; a lot. Especially Ron. It was hard to say goodbye. We both cried.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the first time we’re apart and for so long. 3 months.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know what they say, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” Thank God for the Internet. Tomorrow Ron will be meeting up with Joey to get the keys to my place so he can chat with me whenever he wants. I’ll be able to see him too!!! Yey! Good thing I bought that webcam right in the nick of time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I better end this entry. So sorry for the long read. Internet here is dial up not to mention expensive. So, yes, I am dying as we speak. I don’t really have much patience for the slow speed. I even wrote this entry in Word first and then copy pasted it to my blogger to be practical. Ang saya saya. Hahaha!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, I’m out for now. Twins are asleep with Mum. Ate and Kuya went to the supermarket to buy a few things. Dad’s asleep in front of the tellie. It’s a pretty boring Saturday afternoon. I’m starting my Turbo Jam workout again today. Too much food this lady has eaten. Too much food. Lol. It’s time to burn those extra calories and lose those flabs. Wish me luck kids. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tata!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-9208558976862344404?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/9208558976862344404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=9208558976862344404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/9208558976862344404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/9208558976862344404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-in-png.html' title='Back in PNG'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/R0f3ovD_v5I/AAAAAAAAA60/fzbvLcMq0Sk/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1060843530716768065</id><published>2007-11-13T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:01:46.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding preps update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday, Ron and I were on the mission to finally decide on a wedding photographer. With me leaving on Wednesday (and yes that's tomorrow), it was either now or next year (which of course is out of the question coz all the good photographers would be booked by then. lol. So yes, it had to be now. We started the day with Center Table Catering's food tasting  at Fernwood. Joey tagged along. Where there's food, there's Joey. Either that or Joey's already been there. lol. Anyway, all the while, I was texting Oly Ruiz of Metro Photography (actually since the night before) who was in Laguna at the time on a photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across their website on Weddings@Work. Loved their shots. Couldn't get them out of my head. And Oly's emails were...I don't know...had that personal touch. I love how their work was...as they described it...contemporary, new, fresh, not weird, not too much, not so ordinary -- "representative of the feelings during the event - the happiness, the excitement, the fun".  I liked the sound of that  and I had a feeling Ron would too.  Sure enough, he did. It was a blessing that Oly offered to meet us that same day after his Laguna shoot. Ain't he flexible? :) It was a spur of the moment thing.  6pm at Galleria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit Andre Photography first. Horrible traffic. Couldn't even find the place. And turning back to look again would be suicide. More horrible traffic. We decided not to go visit Joel Francisco Photography for the same reasons. Headed off to Galleria and waited for Oly. We got there before he did but embarrassingly enough, he was at the meeting place before us. We couldn't find Figaro. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting when well. Oly was very warm and friendly. Humble and open to ideas and our concerns. He showed us samples of their albums. We liked their coffee table album and were pretty much impressed with how he presented their company. Then he reaches into his back pack for a piece of work wrapped in white soft wrap.  Lo and behold...their blow up portrait. My eyes lit up. It was beautiful. Very classic and antique-ish. Ron liked it too. It was on an artist's canvass and mounted on a wooden frame. Scratch proof and water proof. Like the paintings at Starbucks. After that...we were sold.  Oly's warmth &amp;amp; friendliness made a major impact. Especially to Ron. It was like talking to a friend. Ron didn't want someone who was purely all about business. Oly was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, most of the major suppliers are booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church - Magallanes Church&lt;br /&gt;Reception - The Blue Leaf&lt;br /&gt;Videographer - Playback Productions&lt;br /&gt;Photographer - Metro Photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now go to Papua New Guinea in peace. lol.&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/14656612-1060843530716768065?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1060843530716768065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1060843530716768065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1060843530716768065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1060843530716768065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/wedding-preps-update.html' title='wedding preps update'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2168742708757502611</id><published>2007-11-09T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T03:03:50.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter's Portfolio</title><content type='html'>I've been an absent blogger for a long time, so I'll just post some of the twins' latest pics. Or maybe I'll just start from present and work back.  Whatever clever. Ayan Berdini! Hope this brightens up your days. More to come. (Click the images for a closer look).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his best:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlOLD89WI/AAAAAAAAA5E/_2fDjlZA1Fg/s1600-h/6+months+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlOLD89WI/AAAAAAAAA5E/_2fDjlZA1Fg/s400/6+months+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130907538387957090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSmCbD89aI/AAAAAAAAA5k/YI_Uo3cybpA/s1600-h/8+months+443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 452px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSmCbD89aI/AAAAAAAAA5k/YI_Uo3cybpA/s400/8+months+443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130908436036122018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at what he does best?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlPbD89YI/AAAAAAAAA5U/yz0qNlIwrUk/s1600-h/8+months+483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlPbD89YI/AAAAAAAAA5U/yz0qNlIwrUk/s400/8+months+483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130907559862793602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlP7D89ZI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WXc7c9ROkTA/s1600-h/8+months+482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 453px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlP7D89ZI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WXc7c9ROkTA/s400/8+months+482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130907568452728210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his grossest:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSeY7D88-I/AAAAAAAAA2E/AWXgW68ZGA8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 452px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSeY7D88-I/AAAAAAAAA2E/AWXgW68ZGA8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130900026490156002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSomrD89cI/AAAAAAAAA50/kxX1890SW2k/s1600-h/6+months+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSomrD89cI/AAAAAAAAA50/kxX1890SW2k/s400/6+months+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130911257829635522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZrD89AI/AAAAAAAAA2U/jvKRUsdGwn8/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZrD89AI/AAAAAAAAA2U/jvKRUsdGwn8/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901138886685698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his cutest:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZrD89BI/AAAAAAAAA2c/_CRAUMPMPXk/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 435px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZrD89BI/AAAAAAAAA2c/_CRAUMPMPXk/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901138886685714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZ7D89CI/AAAAAAAAA2k/WVN5HwQhb4w/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 433px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZ7D89CI/AAAAAAAAA2k/WVN5HwQhb4w/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901143181653026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSm77D89bI/AAAAAAAAA5s/CVAtaQbqkJQ/s1600-h/6+months+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 426px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSm77D89bI/AAAAAAAAA5s/CVAtaQbqkJQ/s400/6+months+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130909423878600114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZ7D89EI/AAAAAAAAA20/VS8Dej16-UY/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSfZ7D89EI/AAAAAAAAA20/VS8Dej16-UY/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901143181653058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1LD89FI/AAAAAAAAA28/CvE6tFSUAlw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 428px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1LD89FI/AAAAAAAAA28/CvE6tFSUAlw/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901611333088338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his grumpiest:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzStDbD89iI/AAAAAAAAA6k/3xn_q9mtkc0/s1600-h/6+months+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzStDbD89iI/AAAAAAAAA6k/3xn_q9mtkc0/s400/6+months+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130916149797385762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgYrD89MI/AAAAAAAAA30/dNWWzwuH7-4/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgYrD89MI/AAAAAAAAA30/dNWWzwuH7-4/s400/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130902221218444482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSuiLD89jI/AAAAAAAAA6s/CJc6hkcDZes/s1600-h/4+months+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSuiLD89jI/AAAAAAAAA6s/CJc6hkcDZes/s400/4+months+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130917777589990962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his coolest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1bD89GI/AAAAAAAAA3E/dpPDcrmUibw/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1bD89GI/AAAAAAAAA3E/dpPDcrmUibw/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901615628055650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his sexiest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1bD89HI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BS99Fy59UuM/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1bD89HI/AAAAAAAAA3M/BS99Fy59UuM/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901615628055666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1rD89II/AAAAAAAAA3U/TVnMdMIUrqg/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 429px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf1rD89II/AAAAAAAAA3U/TVnMdMIUrqg/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901619923022978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf17D89JI/AAAAAAAAA3c/hZrP9YPAWMM/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSf17D89JI/AAAAAAAAA3c/hZrP9YPAWMM/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130901624217990290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at his naughtiest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgYbD89KI/AAAAAAAAA3k/oNIoZs6MDC8/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgYbD89KI/AAAAAAAAA3k/oNIoZs6MDC8/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130902216923477154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter at play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgYrD89NI/AAAAAAAAA38/IAwhDQ1cZXg/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgYrD89NI/AAAAAAAAA38/IAwhDQ1cZXg/s400/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130902221218444498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgY7D89OI/AAAAAAAAA4E/mwt2gZfhbRs/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSgY7D89OI/AAAAAAAAA4E/mwt2gZfhbRs/s400/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130902225513411810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter scared:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSg4rD89PI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LBb_aa6yFh0/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 422px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSg4rD89PI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LBb_aa6yFh0/s400/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130902770974258418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter standing:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSoprD89gI/AAAAAAAAA6U/MSSM0RDu5D8/s1600-h/6+months+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSoprD89gI/AAAAAAAAA6U/MSSM0RDu5D8/s400/6+months+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130911309369243138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSoo7D89fI/AAAAAAAAA6M/eMh9FIwAP4Y/s1600-h/6+months+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSoo7D89fI/AAAAAAAAA6M/eMh9FIwAP4Y/s400/6+months+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130911296484341234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSoobD89eI/AAAAAAAAA6E/q9jQ1rksNxs/s1600-h/6+months+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSoobD89eI/AAAAAAAAA6E/q9jQ1rksNxs/s400/6+months+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130911287894406626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter sleeping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSg47D89TI/AAAAAAAAA4s/9agS5d61zys/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSg47D89TI/AAAAAAAAA4s/9agS5d61zys/s400/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130902775269225778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter playing innocent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzShcbD89UI/AAAAAAAAA40/4sgR7lf10TY/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzShcbD89UI/AAAAAAAAA40/4sgR7lf10TY/s400/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130903385154581826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Hunter losing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzShcbD89VI/AAAAAAAAA48/AHJ2gCL0OFk/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzShcbD89VI/AAAAAAAAA48/AHJ2gCL0OFk/s400/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130903385154581842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday's up next. Tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-2168742708757502611?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2168742708757502611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2168742708757502611&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2168742708757502611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2168742708757502611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/hunters-portfolio.html' title='Hunter&apos;s Portfolio'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RzSlOLD89WI/AAAAAAAAA5E/_2fDjlZA1Fg/s72-c/6+months+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5468797388247982959</id><published>2007-11-08T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:12:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Finally, we see some light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kuya left for Papua New Guinea. He had to go ahead coz Air Niugini's fully booked. Couldn't let his ticket go to waste and risk not being able to get another booking. As for Ate Leslie, the twins and I, Mum was able to pull a few strings at Air Niugini. We're booked on November 14. Yup, Wednesday next week. Funny how the day we've been waiting forever for seems to be too soon now that it's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've got a few days left to spend with Ron, Joey, Flor and to decide on a wedding photographer!!! My golly gee wow.&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/14656612-5468797388247982959?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5468797388247982959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5468797388247982959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5468797388247982959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5468797388247982959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/11/14.html' title='14'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-3292808554413993883</id><published>2007-10-31T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:09:28.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only the patient shall be rewarded</title><content type='html'>So it's been ages since I last blogged. Sorry. Just got so...so...what's the word....lazy? lol. Nothing seemed worth blogging about anymore I guess. You could also say that each time I tried to blog, I just couldn't find the right words. Anyway, here's an update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RygY0dq1adI/AAAAAAAAA08/JCwdGgzCJUg/s1600-h/1_110971865l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RygY0dq1adI/AAAAAAAAA08/JCwdGgzCJUg/s200/1_110971865l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127375465357863378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The twins are bigger and heavier than ever.  Crawling all over the place. Smiling and laughing and giggling and rolling over. Hunter grabs everything he can get his hands on. Everything just has to go through his hands and then to his mouth. His latest achievement? Breaking his Lola Beck's Php25,000 crystal bowl that was on display with all her other crystal                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;---------   &lt;/span&gt;Hunter: It wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thingies. Fast hands that kid's got.&lt;br /&gt;Fast hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday's more attentive than ever. Shooting you a killer smile every time you greet him. Still needs to grow more hair though. Hunter's got thick spiky hair. He didn't leave much for Day-Day. They've got teeth now. No wonder Holiday kept throwing tantrums and fits for a week. He's an angel again after his first front top teeth erupted. And what about Hunter you ask? We didn't even notice nor feel his teeth erupting. They just popped out one day. 2 big (and I mean big) front top teeth. Numb that kid is. Numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may be wondering what I'm still doing here in the Philippines. I should be in Papua New Guinea by now on vacation.  Well, I'm tellin' you buddy...you and me both. PNG Immigration's communication system sucks. Big time. We've been waiting for the twins' dependent visa for 2 weeks now. Will the twins be walking by the time they arrive? Crap. They suck. Immigration I mean. They've never been reliable. I just keep telling myself..."Only the patient shall be rewarded". If their visas don't come this week, Kuya's leaving without us next Wednesday. Us being Ate Leslie, Me and the twins.  Dad said he'll fly here to pick us up. Too costly. What a waste for him to fly here just to help us take the twins to Papua. I guess Ate &amp;amp; I can manage. We might as well make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what else....Oh! WEDDING PLANS!!! Our wedding date is set on December 20, 2008 at Magallanes Church. Reception will follow at The Blue Leaf.  We have a videographer already...Playback Productions. As for photographer, we have yet to compare the rates and quality of work.  Ron &amp;amp; I are struggling a bit with the reservation fees and down payments. But I think we can manage.  More details of our wedding plans to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess....that's all folks! After this entry, I'm hoping I find my zest for blogging again.  Laters!!!&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/14656612-3292808554413993883?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/3292808554413993883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=3292808554413993883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/3292808554413993883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/3292808554413993883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-its-been-ages-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='only the patient shall be rewarded'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RygY0dq1adI/AAAAAAAAA08/JCwdGgzCJUg/s72-c/1_110971865l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6309971884856534274</id><published>2007-09-10T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:24:00.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What-eva!!!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been like forever since I blogged. But here's something I just couldn't resist sharing. Baby Ally's got to be the cutest thing i've ever seen. Well, that's second ofcourse to my cutie twin nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/In5uec02E8U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/In5uec02E8U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/14656612-6309971884856534274?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6309971884856534274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6309971884856534274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6309971884856534274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6309971884856534274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-eva.html' title='What-eva!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-3939049123027440347</id><published>2007-06-12T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:28:13.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED YAYA:  APPLY AT Y OUR OWN RISK.</title><content type='html'>The kids are still yet to find a yaya before Kuya leaves for Papua. 3 have already applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st yaya:  Bata pa, malikut ang kamay.&lt;br /&gt;2nd yaya:  After a day of training, "pinapauwi na po ako ng asawa ko".&lt;br /&gt;3rd yaya:  After just looking at them (while they were sleeping!), "Hindi ko po kaya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure. Iba talaga aura ng mga batang to. Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine an ad with these pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8RE17dI/AAAAAAAAA0c/u1gnR1sNrfI/s1600-h/Moms+bday+May14+07+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8RE17dI/AAAAAAAAA0c/u1gnR1sNrfI/s400/Moms+bday+May14+07+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075043243980615122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^I'm guessing Hunter did this to Yaya #2.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8xE17fI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2BU7k-ZexFQ/s1600-h/Moms+bday+May14+07+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8xE17fI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2BU7k-ZexFQ/s400/Moms+bday+May14+07+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075043252570549746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8hE17eI/AAAAAAAAA0k/o5_NNFEu_nM/s1600-h/Moms+bday+May14+07+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8hE17eI/AAAAAAAAA0k/o5_NNFEu_nM/s400/Moms+bday+May14+07+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075043248275582434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Would you apply? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-3939049123027440347?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/3939049123027440347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=3939049123027440347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/3939049123027440347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/3939049123027440347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/06/wanted-yaya-apply-at-y-our-own-risk.html' title='WANTED YAYA:  APPLY AT Y OUR OWN RISK.'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4s8RE17dI/AAAAAAAAA0c/u1gnR1sNrfI/s72-c/Moms+bday+May14+07+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1437602508851835091</id><published>2007-05-30T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:11:37.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi kids! Miss me? lol. Got a new pc and internet connection weeks ago. Probably over a month. I just didn't feel like blogging just yet. So what's new? Mum's back in Papua. I'm living alone. It sucks. But hey, doesn't take much getting used to. Whoever aspired to live alone must be out of their mind. I'll be going back to Papua New Guinea this August with Ate Leslie and the twins. 3 months stay. Yey! So excited. But kinda sad coz I'll miss Ron. Wish he could go visit his family in Texas too. Sniff. Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The twins are getting bigger. And heavier. More laughs and fun time with them. Picture taking and video shoots are always a ball of laughter. lol. Amazing how fast they grow. Holiday's eyes are always on bright. Wide open. Like he doesn't wanna miss a thing. Hunter on the other hand is Mr. Funny Boy. I'm sure you'll agree with me when I show you the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4mTBE17RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/41p_K4Xj91Y/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4mTBE17RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/41p_K4Xj91Y/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075035938241244434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4mTRE17SI/AAAAAAAAAzE/kRKMdE5oKZg/s1600-h/3+months+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4mTRE17SI/AAAAAAAAAzE/kRKMdE5oKZg/s400/3+months+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075035942536211746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4m8hE17VI/AAAAAAAAAzc/dHBX6yB-7sY/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4m8hE17VI/AAAAAAAAAzc/dHBX6yB-7sY/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075036651205815634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4m8xE17WI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xwtY1XZAUrc/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4m8xE17WI/AAAAAAAAAzk/xwtY1XZAUrc/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075036655500782946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Holiday, Mr. Prettyboy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4nWhE17XI/AAAAAAAAAzs/kzsOCkQIX8E/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4nWhE17XI/AAAAAAAAAzs/kzsOCkQIX8E/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075037097882414450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4nWhE17YI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Y_9aTs1Xo3U/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4nWhE17YI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Y_9aTs1Xo3U/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075037097882414466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he can be funny too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4ojxE17ZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/SvmrYxz8bwI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4ojxE17ZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/SvmrYxz8bwI/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075038425027308946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen the future Huggies commercial models?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4qHxE17bI/AAAAAAAAA0M/a86WP4PyMCU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4qHxE17bI/AAAAAAAAA0M/a86WP4PyMCU/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075040143014227378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4qHhE17aI/AAAAAAAAA0E/1sCGldXGspY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4qHhE17aI/AAAAAAAAA0E/1sCGldXGspY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075040138719260066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know. ADORABLE!&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/14656612-1437602508851835091?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1437602508851835091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1437602508851835091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1437602508851835091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1437602508851835091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-back.html' title='finally back'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rm4mTBE17RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/41p_K4Xj91Y/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7389795297770835018</id><published>2007-03-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:53:49.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Mum and I just started moving in to my new place. Much smaller. Perfect for me. Cozy enough. New start. Clean start. Clean apartment kasi. Hahaha! Here's a preview. We haven't fixed it up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RgvSXm0rSmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/iNunjS-vCig/s1600-h/CIMG0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RgvSXm0rSmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/iNunjS-vCig/s400/CIMG0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047359110399085154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RgvSYW0rSnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/4FUxWvJTzf0/s1600-h/CIMG0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RgvSYW0rSnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/4FUxWvJTzf0/s400/CIMG0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047359123283987058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what this means....house warming. Inuman na! Wahahaha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-7389795297770835018?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7389795297770835018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7389795297770835018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7389795297770835018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7389795297770835018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RgvSXm0rSmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/iNunjS-vCig/s72-c/CIMG0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2432735105173736841</id><published>2007-03-15T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T02:33:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meantime Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At one point or another, us girls have been this. It's sad. But worth posting so guys know when to stop being a-holes.  And so girls know when they're this. This was written anonymously. Read if off of Mae's multiply blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's a Meantime Girl?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;She's the one you call when you're bored because she makes you laugh. She's the one you talk to when you're feeling down because she's willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She's not the one you call when you need a date to your company's Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She's the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "The One". You know, the one who you keep around in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;She's not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don't look at her as a "real" woman, either. She's not bitchy enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. She's too laid-back, too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She's too understanding, too comfortable - she doesn't make you feel nervous or excited the way a "real" woman does. But she's cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you're lonely or horny and need intimate female companionship, she'll do just fine. You don't have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don't have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. You're not trying to get anything of substance out of her. She's not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she'll give you the intimacy you need. And you know you don't have to explain yourself or the situation, that she'll be able to cope with the fact that this isn't the beginning of a relationship or that there's any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won't bother her that you'll get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you've been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. She'll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She's just so cool . . . why can't all women be like that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don't because to you, the situation between the two of you isn't important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it's really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don't think she's good enough to spend any real time with. Sure, it's mostly her fault, because she doesn't have to give in to your needs - she could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn't pull it off. Maybe she's too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she'll laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;She doesn't captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She's safe. She doesn't want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. But she wants to turn someone's head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;She has feelings. She has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you've ever known because she's had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and she likes you anyway. She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you've given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, yeah. I'm a Meantime Girl. Been one more times than I care to admit. I don't know the reason, really, and at this point I don't even care. I just want to let every guy know who's ever had the good fortune to have a Meantime Girl that we may be a lot of fun, but we cry, too. A lot. And someday we won't be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/14656612-2432735105173736841?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2432735105173736841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2432735105173736841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2432735105173736841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2432735105173736841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/03/meantime-girl.html' title='The Meantime Girl'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-91089231347112211</id><published>2007-03-06T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:59:19.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Beeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>Ganyan pag bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(235, 242, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guardian (SJ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader.&lt;br /&gt;You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you tend to be polite and formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Lime Margarita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavormargaritaareyouquiz/lime-margarita.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistic and grounded, you have the energy to tackle any obstacle that stands in your way.&lt;br /&gt;Hyper and driven, you despise lazy behavior of all kinds... especially lazy drunks too tired to dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavormargaritaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Margarita Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Yang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumoreyinoryangquiz/yang.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masculine&lt;br /&gt;Creative&lt;br /&gt;Angry&lt;br /&gt;Spring&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;Morning&lt;br /&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;Space&lt;br /&gt;Active&lt;br /&gt;Wood&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumoreyinoryangquiz/"&gt;Are You More Yin or Yang?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(167, 206, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Coy Flirt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/coy-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not seem like you're flirting, but you know exactly what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;You draw people in, very calculatingly, without them even knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Subtle and understated, you know how to best leverage your sex appeal.&lt;br /&gt;A sexy enigma, you easily become an object of obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirt Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/fantasy-lover.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!&lt;br /&gt;Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.&lt;br /&gt;You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable&lt;br /&gt;Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life&lt;br /&gt;By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hawaiian Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d4ffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kane Haimi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Hawaiian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Orange Flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/orange-flower.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An orange flower tends to represent boldness, energy, and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are courageous, like a poplar tree.&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you are hopeful, like an orange iris.&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you bond too quickly to people, like a honeysuckle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-91089231347112211?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/91089231347112211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=91089231347112211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/91089231347112211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/91089231347112211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/03/quiz-beeeeeeee.html' title='Quiz Beeeeeeee'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5896599044557689955</id><published>2007-03-05T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:44:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Behind</title><content type='html'>Living alone. Never thought I'd dread it. But I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days and counting...&lt;br /&gt;'til we move out of our condo unit; 'til Joey and Flor start living in Las Pinas; 'til Mum &amp; I start staying in Bulacan; 'til I start missing my brothers, SILs and nephews even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mum leaves...when Kuya leaves...when Ate Leslie leaves with the twins...all to Papua New Guinea...could things get any more gloomy? Joey in Las Pinas. I'll hardly see him. I'll be hitting rock bottom soon. Just don't show it, Yoshie. Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard. Especially with Ron away on his Europe trip. But I'm lucky I have friends who happen to be online and are willing to listen. Or just simply help me forget things for a while. Andie, RJ, Rye, Tey. Love you guys. Mmmwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-5896599044557689955?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5896599044557689955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5896599044557689955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5896599044557689955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5896599044557689955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/03/left-behind.html' title='Left Behind'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6886417318336628706</id><published>2007-03-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:14:26.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love watching Holiday sleep.  Not a care in the world. The kind of sleep I miss. His brother can be waking the peace in the house and he'll still be sound asleep in his sound-proof bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernqwL4guI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Sw1TqC1uJKI/s1600-h/holiday+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernqwL4guI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Sw1TqC1uJKI/s400/holiday+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038093854842585826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernrAL4gvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/YfSdtCC0AJM/s1600-h/holiday+knock+out.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernrAL4gvI/AAAAAAAAAx4/YfSdtCC0AJM/s400/holiday+knock+out.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038093859137553138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernrAL4gwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/NuqPaIsulm4/s1600-h/holiday+taas+kilay.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernrAL4gwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/NuqPaIsulm4/s400/holiday+taas+kilay.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038093859137553154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hunter. Aah Hunter. He hates it when we change his diaper. Gets really angry. And when we're done, he calms down all of a sudden. But oh, he enjoyed his first bath at home more than Holiday did. But he's the funny one. Making weird faces. Very mischievous.&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernrwL4gyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/IsGfdZlg23g/s1600-h/hunter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernrwL4gyI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/IsGfdZlg23g/s400/hunter.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038093872022455074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerpHQL4gzI/AAAAAAAAAyY/1oQyVmZ7CCo/s1600-h/hunter+problemado.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerpHQL4gzI/AAAAAAAAAyY/1oQyVmZ7CCo/s400/hunter+problemado.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038095443980485426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anong problema mo tsong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The twins, after their first bath at home. Looking whiter, fresher, and more camera conscious for their tita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerwJAL4g0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/HNQ2OMbpfvc/s1600-h/824082281l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerwJAL4g0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/HNQ2OMbpfvc/s400/824082281l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038103170626650946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-6886417318336628706?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6886417318336628706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6886417318336628706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6886417318336628706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6886417318336628706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-watching-holiday-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RernqwL4guI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Sw1TqC1uJKI/s72-c/holiday+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1492385767857548539</id><published>2007-02-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:29:53.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The twins were finally released from the hospital this afternoon. 1 day earlier than expected. These kids are so full of surprises. Mum was so excited to hold her first grand kids. She was kinda rusty though. lol. Hey, it's been almost 27 years since the last time she did it. Man am I old. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kids were hungry tonight. Screaming from the top of their lungs. Hunter has a habit of crying whenever you put him down. That's only when he's hungry though. I think. Holiday on the other hand is a dream. He's seems to be the quiet one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leaving them was so hard. Couldn't get enough of watching them finally sleeping soundly on full tiny stomachs. Be back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkgwL4gqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VCtm27_r57s/s1600-h/Homebound+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkgwL4gqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VCtm27_r57s/s400/Homebound+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038090384509010594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkhQL4grI/AAAAAAAAAxY/avQHme66nTk/s1600-h/Homebound+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkhQL4grI/AAAAAAAAAxY/avQHme66nTk/s400/Homebound+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038090393098945202" 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://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkiQL4gtI/AAAAAAAAAxo/IDqekjUrg5g/s1600-h/Homebound+018.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkiQL4gtI/AAAAAAAAAxo/IDqekjUrg5g/s400/Homebound+018.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038090410278814418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleeping Holiday&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://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkiAL4gsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ZsKHco4aTlg/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkiAL4gsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ZsKHco4aTlg/s400/f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038090405983847106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunter's ala Matrix/Kung-Fu Pose&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/14656612-1492385767857548539?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1492385767857548539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1492385767857548539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1492385767857548539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1492385767857548539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/twins-were-finally-release-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RerkgwL4gqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/VCtm27_r57s/s72-c/Homebound+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2898708837237648509</id><published>2007-02-27T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:49:39.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Tomato</title><content type='html'>I came across these pics that Russ took when she, Abba and I met up at Shang a couple weeks back. Though I was late, and left early, we still had a great time. I ordered...umm...lemme refresh my memory...garlic shrimp pasta i think. It was so good. Abba ordered resotto with mushrooms &amp; fried pork chops ata yun. Yun talaga sarap. Most tender fried pork i've ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdR4dEaPI/AAAAAAAAAws/FwFY_UW6Kao/s1600-h/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdR4dEaPI/AAAAAAAAAws/FwFY_UW6Kao/s400/DSC02816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035901001379637490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdSIdEaQI/AAAAAAAAAw0/EY_u1odo6w8/s1600-h/DSC02817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdSIdEaQI/AAAAAAAAAw0/EY_u1odo6w8/s400/DSC02817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035901005674604802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdSIdEaRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/x5XyPHLtbN4/s1600-h/yoshie1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdSIdEaRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/x5XyPHLtbN4/s400/yoshie1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035901005674604818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can't wait to take Ron to Green Tomato. Delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-2898708837237648509?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2898708837237648509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2898708837237648509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2898708837237648509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2898708837237648509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/green-tomato.html' title='Green Tomato'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReMdR4dEaPI/AAAAAAAAAws/FwFY_UW6Kao/s72-c/DSC02816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2110634081953715327</id><published>2007-02-26T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:50:52.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited</title><content type='html'>Thursday, February 22, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, after days apart, we see the twins side by side.  Yesterday Hunter was hooked to a monitor in the nursery so the nurses couldn't move him to the window. Today, we were ecstatic to see them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLliIdEaLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NT483-I2ADI/s1600-h/CIMG0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLliIdEaLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NT483-I2ADI/s400/CIMG0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035839707901356210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLzKodEaMI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZbRI9p6OvUw/s1600-h/CIMG0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLzKodEaMI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ZbRI9p6OvUw/s400/CIMG0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035854697337219266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The proud parents with their babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our cousins Henyo, Noel, Ronnie and Rap came over to visit the twins too. We heard from them the same reactions of other people: "ang gagwapo!" "tangos ng ilong!".  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLzL4dEaOI/AAAAAAAAAwY/cTaOG5CigHE/s1600-h/CIMG0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLzL4dEaOI/AAAAAAAAAwY/cTaOG5CigHE/s400/CIMG0717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035854718812055778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLzLIdEaNI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/yd6BNnLCRRw/s1600-h/CIMG0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLzLIdEaNI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/yd6BNnLCRRw/s400/CIMG0716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035854705927153874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lolo &amp; Lolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a closer look at Hunter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSFYdEaHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/hM7CBZMnxGU/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSFYdEaHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/hM7CBZMnxGU/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035818323259189362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSE4dEaFI/AAAAAAAAAuw/LLOEQcEScqo/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSE4dEaFI/AAAAAAAAAuw/LLOEQcEScqo/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035818314669254738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSFIdEaGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/pAmV8ThWXdI/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSFIdEaGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/pAmV8ThWXdI/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035818318964222050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSF4dEaII/AAAAAAAAAvI/usvkL11d9Io/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSF4dEaII/AAAAAAAAAvI/usvkL11d9Io/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035818331849123970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLjG4dEaJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/5Q7Fq85ZJDU/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLjG4dEaJI/AAAAAAAAAvk/5Q7Fq85ZJDU/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035837040726665362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ain't he a cutie too? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kiddos love smiling for their  auntie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLjHIdEaKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/DJ-C5BA8jow/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLjHIdEaKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/DJ-C5BA8jow/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035837045021632674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Holiday^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSEYdEaEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/5U106Nt87LQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLSEYdEaEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/5U106Nt87LQ/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035818306079320130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Hunter^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I LOVE THEM TO BITS!!!!!! I DO! I DO! I DO!&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/14656612-2110634081953715327?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2110634081953715327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2110634081953715327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2110634081953715327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2110634081953715327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/reunited.html' title='Reunited'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/ReLliIdEaLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/NT483-I2ADI/s72-c/CIMG0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-9038999198394737105</id><published>2007-02-26T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:38:07.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter's Ok!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, February 21, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up Mum from the airport before lunch. Later in the afternoon we received news that Hunter was finally out of the ICU and was now in the nursery along side with his brother. My little trooper was probably waiting for his lolly to come home. Hunter has stronger features. More &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brusco &lt;/span&gt;than Holiday. Holiday's more of a pretty boy. lol. My nephews are definitely head turners. Even people viewing other babies can't help but notice them. Teehee!&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/14656612-9038999198394737105?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/9038999198394737105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=9038999198394737105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/9038999198394737105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/9038999198394737105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/hunters-ok_26.html' title='Hunter&apos;s Ok!!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1963768981121349363</id><published>2007-02-20T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T02:03:02.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ate was released from the hospital yesterday. But the twins will be staying longer. According to Kuya, they're getting better. Holiday no longer has an IV. So his blood glucose is normal. Hunter is still in the ICU but he was able to feed yesterday too. He still has a nasal canula (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a tube placed at the baby's nostrils that allows oxygen to flow to the baby, without the pressure of a CPAP) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but he's getting stronger. I wasn't able to visit my superstars yesterday. Miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, things are looking much brighter. Hunter no longer has a nasal tube and he's developing an appetite just like Holiday according to Ate. He's still in the incubator with an IV but other than that, he's doing really well. His legs are usually in frog position and he's strong enough to lift his butt up. That's my trooper. As for Holiday, he had his first taste of his mum's milk. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was supposed to arrive today. But her flight was delayed until tomorrow. Kainis. Excited pa man din ako. Oh well. She'll be here in the morning though. Her flight arrives at 10am. Early start to my day tomorrow. And I'm actually excited. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-1963768981121349363?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1963768981121349363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1963768981121349363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1963768981121349363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1963768981121349363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/ate-was-released-from-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1121377823774442297</id><published>2007-02-18T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:34:48.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up this morning to a deafening silence. I'm usually early on Sundays; excited to go to Church with Joey, Kuya and Ate Leslie and then enjoying a hearty breakfast after Mass. This time, I woke up a little after 12nn. I was up late chatting with some friends - Mum, Andie and Tey to name a few. Surfing the net and trying to blog. I wasn't successful with the latter. Been unable to publish my drafts coz I can't seem to get the words right. Hate it when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the hospital at around 7pm to see how the twins and Ate are doing.  Ate's well. Back to her usual bubbly self. Holiday is definitely looking better. Looks different again today. More color. Adorable. Gigil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdikSATSeYI/AAAAAAAAAp8/hQpXK1OP2RI/s1600-h/Holiday+Day+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdikSATSeYI/AAAAAAAAAp8/hQpXK1OP2RI/s400/Holiday+Day+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032953212812032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holiday (Day 3)&lt;br /&gt;my little mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdilyQTSeaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9kIUc1ihQAg/s1600-h/Holiday+Day+3.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdilyQTSeaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9kIUc1ihQAg/s400/Holiday+Day+3.1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032954866374441378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smile for tita sweetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sadly, Hunter is still in the ICU. I caught a glimpse of him though. Saw him kicking and throwing punches in the air. That's my little button. Getting stronger and stronger. How I ache to finally see him up close and next to his big brother. Kuya says they'll be staying in the nursery longer though. Sad that we won't be taking them home when Ate gets out. But...troopers those kids are. I just know it. They're our superstars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was hard being happy this evening though. Joey &amp; Flor were extraordinarily quiet. And sad. It must only mean one thing, Flor's papa is not doing so well. It was hard seeing Flor so sad and trying to hold back the tears. I felt her pain and prayed hard that God make her strong. They headed back to Las Pinas to take her dad to the hospital. I pray and hope that things are ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm home alone again. So this is what it will feel like when Joey &amp;amp; Flor move to Las Pinas and I'll be on my own. Ikkhh. I do not like it. But, I don't have a choice. It's fine. Nothing I can't adjust to.&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/14656612-1121377823774442297?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1121377823774442297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1121377823774442297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1121377823774442297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1121377823774442297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-woke-up-to-deafening-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdikSATSeYI/AAAAAAAAAp8/hQpXK1OP2RI/s72-c/Holiday+Day+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5232909292318153426</id><published>2007-02-17T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T05:26:05.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Here!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Friday, February 16, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12:52am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the moment has arrived. Earlier than we hoped, but still, the moment was well anticipated by all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing Joey say, "Let's go. She's in labor", my eyes light up and I jump for joy.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to be an auntie!!!!!! Wooohooo!!!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We rush to USTGH, praying that the twins are healthy despite being premature. We find Tito Ben, Tita Beck, Tita Glo &amp; Tita Lai sitting on the couches outside the delivery room. Minutes later, we wait infront of the window of the nursery, peeking desperately through the blinds to catch a glimpse of the twins. Then, we hear a baby crying. "Is that ours? Is that ours?" Then a second baby starts crying. "That's ours! That's ours!". They cry angrily as if they'd rather stay in the womb. Excitement rushes up my spine. I feel blood rush to my head. Jumping once again, "They're here! They're here! Yahoo! They're here!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, including Kuya, waits impatiently  at the viewing area of the nursery. Only one emotion is felt when the nurses open the blinds: HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdiwswTSebI/AAAAAAAAAqg/7NJmMCO3Ows/s1600-h/CIMG0558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdiwswTSebI/AAAAAAAAAqg/7NJmMCO3Ows/s400/CIMG0558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032966866513066418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome, my little super stars. Finally. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy Arellano I   (Holiday): 4.5 lbs&lt;br /&gt;Boy Arellano II (Hunter):  5.5 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that morning, Joey &amp; I go back to the hospital to see how everyone's doing. Ate Leslie was on pain killers so she was asleep most of the time. High from the drugs. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjDawTSemI/AAAAAAAAAsk/9239cpZODyo/s1600-h/CIMG0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjDawTSemI/AAAAAAAAAsk/9239cpZODyo/s200/CIMG0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032987447996349026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjDbQTSenI/AAAAAAAAAss/F6EAMD10mtk/s1600-h/CIMG0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjDbQTSenI/AAAAAAAAAss/F6EAMD10mtk/s200/CIMG0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032987456586283634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewing time for the babies at the nursery is 12nn-2pm and 6pm-8pm. Here are some pics of the twins. Seeing them for the second time.&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rdi5_wTSeeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/EOceD_jwCzc/s1600-h/CIMG0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rdi5_wTSeeI/AAAAAAAAAq8/EOceD_jwCzc/s400/CIMG0563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032977088535230946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Meet Holiday&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://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rdi6AQTSefI/AAAAAAAAArE/UZ3g5RBCYk8/s1600-h/CIMG0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rdi6AQTSefI/AAAAAAAAArE/UZ3g5RBCYk8/s400/CIMG0564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032977097125165554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Meet Hunter&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://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rdi6AgTSegI/AAAAAAAAArM/jahvd53AvZ8/s1600-h/CIMG0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rdi6AgTSegI/AAAAAAAAArM/jahvd53AvZ8/s400/CIMG0565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032977101420132866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Hunter (only from afar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We never got the chance to see Hunter up close.  By the end of the day, they moved him to the ICU.  They said he was breathing a little faster than normal. So they wanted to observe more closely. Please get better my little button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday, on the other hand is a real charmer. During viewing time that evening, he had quite a number of fans. Such a cutie with that little hat of his. My little mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA9gTSehI/AAAAAAAAArU/Zwegb_EWbjc/s1600-h/day+1.0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA9gTSehI/AAAAAAAAArU/Zwegb_EWbjc/s320/day+1.0.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032984746461919762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleeping Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA9wTSeiI/AAAAAAAAArc/r1T7f80u5Tg/s1600-h/day+1.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA9wTSeiI/AAAAAAAAArc/r1T7f80u5Tg/s320/day+1.1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032984750756887074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tuwa ka little one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA-QTSejI/AAAAAAAAArk/aZwN7ejUY-Q/s1600-h/day+1.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA-QTSejI/AAAAAAAAArk/aZwN7ejUY-Q/s320/day+1.2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032984759346821682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA_ATSekI/AAAAAAAAArs/VLCsgYchkPI/s1600-h/day+1.3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA_ATSekI/AAAAAAAAArs/VLCsgYchkPI/s320/day+1.3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032984772231723586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wakie! wakie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA_QTSelI/AAAAAAAAAr0/GCyqrd27kP4/s1600-h/day+1.4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdjA_QTSelI/AAAAAAAAAr0/GCyqrd27kP4/s320/day+1.4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032984776526690898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tawa pa&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/14656612-5232909292318153426?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5232909292318153426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5232909292318153426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5232909292318153426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5232909292318153426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/theyre-here.html' title='They&apos;re Here!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdiwswTSebI/AAAAAAAAAqg/7NJmMCO3Ows/s72-c/CIMG0558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8575193323103062264</id><published>2007-02-12T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T02:00:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to a christening on Saturday. Or should I say, "tried" to. Was late. Really late. Traffic everywhere. Then the taxi driver pretended to make a wrong turn just so he could add more to his meter. Nearly cried out of frustration. Gusto ko awayin si manong kaya lang matanda na sya. Besides, di ako familiar sa lugar. lol. Since they were already packing up by the time I arrived, Tatang and his wife Bess invited me to eat at their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't reach Russ. I missed the other CVG people too. Oh well. Next time. Abba was there waiting for me though. We did our usual photo shoot. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM6QTSeJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/LIZnUqrZ2yE/s1600-h/CIMG0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM6QTSeJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/LIZnUqrZ2yE/s200/CIMG0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030675716209014930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM-ATSeNI/AAAAAAAAAno/Y-8mHgnW5uk/s1600-h/CIMG0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM-ATSeNI/AAAAAAAAAno/Y-8mHgnW5uk/s200/CIMG0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030675780633524434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM6wTSeKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0z2wCZLQmto/s1600-h/CIMG0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM6wTSeKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0z2wCZLQmto/s200/CIMG0497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030675724798949538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM7ATSeLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/lDTWn5X_jS8/s1600-h/CIMG0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM7ATSeLI/AAAAAAAAAnY/lDTWn5X_jS8/s200/CIMG0498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030675729093916850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM9gTSeMI/AAAAAAAAAng/hEPS97sKVyk/s1600-h/CIMG0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM9gTSeMI/AAAAAAAAAng/hEPS97sKVyk/s200/CIMG0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030675772043589826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQNwTSeOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/2ropMnpSq_c/s1600-h/CIMG0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQNwTSeOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/2ropMnpSq_c/s200/CIMG0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030679349751347426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQOATSePI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Fl3pgKyIUeg/s1600-h/CIMG0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQOATSePI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Fl3pgKyIUeg/s200/CIMG0503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030679354046314738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQOgTSeQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/9Ree2blhxdI/s1600-h/CIMG0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQOgTSeQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/9Ree2blhxdI/s200/CIMG0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030679362636249346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQOwTSeRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2tZmHZn0rVE/s1600-h/CIMG0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQOwTSeRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2tZmHZn0rVE/s200/CIMG0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030679366931216658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQPgTSeSI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/x7YvNSgGHyA/s1600-h/CIMG0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCQPgTSeSI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/x7YvNSgGHyA/s200/CIMG0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030679379816118562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyndsey Rahne looks so much like her daddy. Such a cutie. Rahne I mean. Not her daddy. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCS4ATSeTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mDT8kDOlXSI/s1600-h/CIMG0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCS4ATSeTI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mDT8kDOlXSI/s400/CIMG0516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030682274624076082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCUdATSeUI/AAAAAAAAAog/J5SbwCGlB0Q/s1600-h/CIMG0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCUdATSeUI/AAAAAAAAAog/J5SbwCGlB0Q/s320/CIMG0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030684009790863682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCUfwTSeVI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4Qv2_Cmefdo/s1600-h/CIMG0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCUfwTSeVI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4Qv2_Cmefdo/s320/CIMG0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030684057035503954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba ate (again) with me. Couldn't resist the fish fillet with tar-tar sauce and the lechon. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We headed to Galleria to watch Apocalypto. It was good. Not as sensational as The Passion of the Christ. We both agreed the movie was a lil overrated. I gagged a few times. Laughed alot. There's no serious watching when you're watching this kind of movie and when you're with Abba at the same time. Funny remarks and side comments. Couldn't help it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of the night for me: Starbucks; Banoffee pie! yummeroo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCpzQTSeXI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fKKIjnkF47A/s1600-h/CIMG0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCpzQTSeXI/AAAAAAAAAo4/fKKIjnkF47A/s320/CIMG0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030707481787136370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCmqwTSeWI/AAAAAAAAAow/XxgdlQEN_No/s1600-h/CIMG0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCmqwTSeWI/AAAAAAAAAow/XxgdlQEN_No/s320/CIMG0548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030704037223364962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my new bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-8575193323103062264?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8575193323103062264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8575193323103062264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8575193323103062264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8575193323103062264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/went-to-christening-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RdCM6QTSeJI/AAAAAAAAAnI/LIZnUqrZ2yE/s72-c/CIMG0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-514420006660977028</id><published>2007-02-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:24:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it runs in the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight, when Joey and Flor came home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                flor (to me): may nagbigay sa akin na chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                         joey (to me): hungarian chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              me (to joey): what did you say?&lt;br /&gt;                              me (to flor): ano daw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                flor (to joey): anong hungarian. macadamian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                me: you said what? hungarian chocolates?!! HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                              joey (as he looks up): mum what have you done! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remember another instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                            joey:  may dvd diyan.&lt;br /&gt;                                                          me: anong movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        joey: back broke mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm guessing he got it from mum? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-514420006660977028?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/514420006660977028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=514420006660977028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/514420006660977028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/514420006660977028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-it-runs-in-family.html' title='and it runs in the family'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8932037912617431641</id><published>2007-02-07T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:26:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes Mum, Mum.</title><content type='html'>To my brothers and I, my mum is well known for her boo-boo's. Here are a few. They topped the charts for us. Makes us laugh everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Upon arriving at Duty Free, in the parking lot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mum: wow...parang enchanted evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way to robinson's place ermita where at the time, the new donuts shop was the latest buzz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mum: lika, Go Let's tayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: huh?&lt;br /&gt;mum: bili tayo ng donuts na inuwi nyo dati. (by this time i was laughing like crazy...again).&lt;br /&gt;me: mummy! Go Nuts yun. (HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;mum: aaaah. ayun. lika!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And her latest. kwento ni kuya. sa papua. while watching tfc. kuya changes the channel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mum: nilipat na naman! ibalik mo sa Deal Ka Na Ba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one's not a boo-boo, but she was so funny when she did it.  while waiting for a pharmacist to attend to them at mercury:&lt;br /&gt;kuya: tagal naman.&lt;br /&gt;mum: oo nga. (leans over the counter looking for someone..she's 4'11" btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mum: haller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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&gt;hahaha! funny ng mummy ko noh? lol. She's coming home soon. Staying for 3 months. This is gonna be really good. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-8932037912617431641?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8932037912617431641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8932037912617431641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8932037912617431641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8932037912617431641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-my-brothers-and-i-my-mum-is-well.html' title='What makes Mum, Mum.'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6724003963757910147</id><published>2007-02-02T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:42:45.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>settle down now kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to Galleria today to buy some blank dvds and dvd casings. Met up with Andie and RJ and they introduced me to Triz. Andie's friend. RJ's "friend" too. If you know what i mean. *wink* Such a funny girl. Nakakatawa talaga. She claimed she was shy to meet me. Really didn't seem that way. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture taking at the mall. We pretty much acted like kids today. Playing House of the Dead at Timezone. Zombies scare the s**t out of me and man did i go crazy with the gun. lol. Scary game. Hate it. But love it too. lol. Oh and I won the Super Trivia game. Beat them with a perfect 5. 3 out of the 5 questions were lucky guesses though. lol. Tsamba talaga. Then played with the kiddie stuff at Toys R Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl4XajbmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/POyR_F7hFbU/s1600-h/CIMG0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl4XajbmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/POyR_F7hFbU/s200/CIMG0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026973628108074594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl3XajblI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/SDKjwz39Aik/s1600-h/CIMG0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl3XajblI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/SDKjwz39Aik/s200/CIMG0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026973610928205394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl43ajbnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/SJZNwxdkKM4/s1600-h/CIMG0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl43ajbnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/SJZNwxdkKM4/s200/CIMG0387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026973636698009202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl5najboI/AAAAAAAAAko/ioxOtIIzCco/s1600-h/CIMG0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl5najboI/AAAAAAAAAko/ioxOtIIzCco/s200/CIMG0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026973649582911106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl6XajbpI/AAAAAAAAAkw/xN5sXaS072o/s1600-h/CIMG0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl6XajbpI/AAAAAAAAAkw/xN5sXaS072o/s200/CIMG0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026973662467813010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNoRHajbwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zIQsY95I3lg/s1600-h/CIMG0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNoRHajbwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zIQsY95I3lg/s200/CIMG0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026976252333092610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNniXajbrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wjP2OjOwOaM/s1600-h/CIMG0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNniXajbrI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wjP2OjOwOaM/s200/CIMG0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026975449174208178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNninajbsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/37uglAejX0M/s1600-h/CIMG0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNninajbsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/37uglAejX0M/s200/CIMG0409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026975453469175490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNnh3ajbqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MdauAnL-vow/s1600-h/CIMG0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNnh3ajbqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MdauAnL-vow/s200/CIMG0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026975440584273570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNnjHajbtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/y_1QUIe4J-M/s1600-h/CIMG0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNnjHajbtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/y_1QUIe4J-M/s200/CIMG0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026975462059110098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yes, pati banyo pinatulan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNnjnajbuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/F4gc5it3B1M/s1600-h/CIMG0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNnjnajbuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/F4gc5it3B1M/s200/CIMG0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026975470649044706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNoQnajbvI/AAAAAAAAAlg/XKhDOMrBoJA/s1600-h/CIMG0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNoQnajbvI/AAAAAAAAAlg/XKhDOMrBoJA/s200/CIMG0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026976243743158002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while I missed my baby. But I'll see him on Sunday. Amishu mahal ko. Mmwah!&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/14656612-6724003963757910147?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6724003963757910147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6724003963757910147&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6724003963757910147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6724003963757910147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/02/went-to-galleria-today-to-buy-some.html' title='settle down now kids'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RcNl4XajbmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/POyR_F7hFbU/s72-c/CIMG0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2673725886118042665</id><published>2007-01-31T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:19:40.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kuya's home! And he looks great! Things are back to normal. My family will soon be complete. Mum's coming home mid feb in time for the delivery of the twins. Sooooooo excited. Dad's coming home for their baptism. Yey! This is definitely going to be a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were laughing and catching up with what we've missed, Ate Leslie grabs my hand and places it on the top part of her tummy. I wait in excitement. And then...toinks...I feel a tiny bump quickly tap my hand. Yes, i screamed. First time e. Nakakatuwa. It's alive!!!!!! lol. Ate says, "pwet nya yon." Ngek. Ang tambok. Ang likot. lol. I love it! I love it! Next time sipain nyo ko mga kids ha? lol. I'm going to be an auntie! So proud. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-2673725886118042665?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2673725886118042665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2673725886118042665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2673725886118042665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2673725886118042665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/kuyas-home-and-he-looks-great-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-997761232785082804</id><published>2007-01-29T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:19:07.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so it begins. It's Ron's first night in his apartment. Nakakalungkot. Not used to him not being around. Sometimes he's a big baby and needs someone to be with. We all do. It was hard letting him go this morning when he hugged and kissed me goodbye. I tried to hold on to him as long as I could. How I miss my baby. Thank goodness for Sun Cellular's unlimited call and text. lol. But it's ok. It's all for the best. We'll see each other tomorrow. It's gonna be a happy day. Kuya's coming home! Yey! Can't wait! Yipee! Yahoo! Wahoo! Whoopee! Yey!!!!!!!!! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-997761232785082804?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/997761232785082804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=997761232785082804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/997761232785082804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/997761232785082804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-it-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-979766050509888618</id><published>2007-01-28T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:06:33.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long santa claus!</title><content type='html'>We dropped off Amang Nestor, Auntie Tuli and Mercedes at the airport today.  Wonder when i'll see my Santa Claus look-alike uncle again. Hopefully he'll be back for my wedding. Teehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-979766050509888618?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/979766050509888618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=979766050509888618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/979766050509888618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/979766050509888618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-long-santa-claus.html' title='so long santa claus!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7434403282502694314</id><published>2007-01-27T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:00:40.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jan. 26. Joey's birthday. He's 31 now. Spent the day with Amang Nestor.  Lunch in the small &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahay kubo &lt;/span&gt;right by Manila Bay. Stuffed ourselves til we were sick. lol. It was the perfect weather to lounge by the pool. No sun. Cool breeze. I nearly fell asleep until the sun came out. Oh well. It was a good day. Always a good day when you're with family. Even better when you have family and food at the same time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rbt293P-6iI/AAAAAAAAAio/frVnDINcbZs/s1600-h/01262007060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rbt293P-6iI/AAAAAAAAAio/frVnDINcbZs/s400/01262007060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024740614437005858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rbt2-XP-6jI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_DLQWns90QE/s1600-h/01262007061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rbt2-XP-6jI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_DLQWns90QE/s400/01262007061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024740623026940466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-7434403282502694314?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7434403282502694314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7434403282502694314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7434403282502694314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7434403282502694314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/jan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/Rbt293P-6iI/AAAAAAAAAio/frVnDINcbZs/s72-c/01262007060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6636653799575902164</id><published>2007-01-27T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:11:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magka-edad na tayo ron! lol</title><content type='html'>Jan. 24. Ron's 26th birthday. Wasn't able to call him at 12mn like I usually do coz his phone was out of network coverage (or something). I was happy that he was with his family but i missed him so much. Not used to being without him on his bday. Ron drove to Manila so we could be together. Though he got home before I did (we took Amang Nestor to see his high school classmates), he wasn't mad. I'm betting it was because Ginebra was winning the game. lol. Such a die hard fan my Ron-Ron. After the game, we went with Joey to pick up Amang Nestor and drop him off at Manila Hotel.  He offered to buy Ron a beer or two which Ron gladly accepted. We headed home at around 11:30 after a gazillion of Amang Nestor's stories. All's well that ends well. Happy birthday ulit babe! Alabyu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! And Ron finally agreed that our wedding would be in December of 2008. Yey! Perfect! And so the wedding plans begin. lol. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told Russ that I wanted her to be one of my photographers aside from the official photographer. I think she does great shots. It'll be good motivation for her to save for her dream camera. The Canon EOS 350D&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;. Yey! Excited na ko. lol.&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/14656612-6636653799575902164?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6636653799575902164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6636653799575902164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6636653799575902164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6636653799575902164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/magka-edad-na-tayo-ron-lol.html' title='magka-edad na tayo ron! lol'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-826135049622869115</id><published>2007-01-23T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:26:32.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phooey</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was horrible. And I decided I wasn't going back. There was no training. They expected us to know everything. Nobody was actually really there to help us. It was a horrible first day. I'll look for a job elsewhere. So I made another wrong decision. Who cares. I'll keep looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-826135049622869115?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/826135049622869115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=826135049622869115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/826135049622869115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/826135049622869115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/phooey.html' title='Phooey'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-4368856257167766852</id><published>2007-01-21T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:03:12.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hindi tuloy...yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Helped Ron move in to his own apartment today. He picked me up after I went to mass with Joey and Ate Leslie. Hadn't realized how much I dreaded this day until a couple of days ago. Cried a bit last night. Cried a lot when Ron picked me up. lol. Kinda felt silly. But most of me was just really sad. Anyway, Ron was a bit of an ass joking how he'd miss this and that from me. He quit when he finally noticed a started crying after each joke. lol. Anyway, buti na lang, hindi tuloy today and paglipat nya. Postponed muna. Thanks to the land lady's maid who ripped her off and ran away with her money and didn't clean Ron's apartment before he moved in. Also thanks to the previous tenant who asked for only a screen for the windows and not grills. And thanks to the land lady who also didn't have a decent lock for the door. lol.  Ron will be moving out of our place once the apartment is cleaned, and when the grills for the windows and dead bolt lock for the door are secured. Til then, I'll be savoring every moment of being with Ron every day until he moves out. Maybe I'll be ready by then. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm early to bed today. Training starts tmrw. 6am. Ouch. Sooo early. I'm excited and nervous. Hope the people are nice. Wish me luck!&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/14656612-4368856257167766852?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/4368856257167766852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=4368856257167766852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4368856257167766852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4368856257167766852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/hindi-tuloyyey.html' title='hindi tuloy...yey!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-3444659473102271618</id><published>2007-01-20T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:56:03.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Applied at Gamepal.com yesterday at Ortigas. With Abba, Russ and Andie. Just one interview. And we were all accepted. All 3 of us signed up. Russ was still hesitant. she still has alot of factors to consider with her current job as well as what gamepal has to offer. Anyway, my sched's pretty much normal. 6am-3pm. Monday-Friday. I'm happy with that. At least that gives me time to be with my family and Ron.  Andie and I are on the same shift. Same rest days too. If you're wondering what happened to Voisworx, well, they're just taking too long for the CSR account. They offered us telemarketing. Hell no. That's suicide. lol. Anyway, we start on Monday. Hope all's well. I hope my commute isn't too tiring. Maybe I should really learn how to drive and get a license. lol.&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/14656612-3444659473102271618?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/3444659473102271618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=3444659473102271618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/3444659473102271618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/3444659473102271618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5234950763178905183</id><published>2007-01-20T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:43:20.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subic 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGdYUlcooI/AAAAAAAAAhw/1yJCaZMfZ2o/s1600-h/CIMG0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGdYUlcooI/AAAAAAAAAhw/1yJCaZMfZ2o/s320/CIMG0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021968100663009922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGdX0lconI/AAAAAAAAAho/7hNQY2uZhk0/s1600-h/CIMG0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGdX0lconI/AAAAAAAAAho/7hNQY2uZhk0/s320/CIMG0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021968092073075314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had a blast at Subic last weekend with Ron's family. The last time we did this was 3 years ago with Ate Weng, Kuya Jim, Julia, Ka Ingga &amp; Gigi. This time Ina, Sean, Piping, Tita Beck, Tito Ting and Tita Rosy were with us. The more the merrier. I enjoyed being the photographer. Messed around with Joey's digi cam's settings. I think I shot a few good ones. Captured great moments that's for sure. EDGEWATER still remains to be the most serene place I've ever been. You forget everything and remember to appreciate who and what you have. Nothing like it. I didn't get enough of the water though. Here are a few pics. (the rest are on my multiply site).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOs0lcoEI/AAAAAAAAAbo/GbpFGWen7cI/s1600-h/CIMG0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOs0lcoEI/AAAAAAAAAbo/GbpFGWen7cI/s320/CIMG0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021951960175910978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOtUlcoFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Z6CMG4At9LI/s1600-h/CIMG0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOtUlcoFI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Z6CMG4At9LI/s320/CIMG0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021951968765845586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOsUlcoDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/te3PcdMyD5U/s1600-h/CIMG0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOsUlcoDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/te3PcdMyD5U/s320/CIMG0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021951951585976370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOuElcoHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/mdiugAS_PTM/s1600-h/CIMG0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGOuElcoHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/mdiugAS_PTM/s320/CIMG0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021951981650747506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQTElcoII/AAAAAAAAAcI/qxCmz16f2ms/s1600-h/CIMG0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQTElcoII/AAAAAAAAAcI/qxCmz16f2ms/s320/CIMG0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021953716817535106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQTUlcoJI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/xFIjl_Eu6so/s1600-h/CIMG0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQTUlcoJI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/xFIjl_Eu6so/s320/CIMG0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021953721112502418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQT0lcoKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jjFCGTeLCMk/s1600-h/CIMG0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQT0lcoKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jjFCGTeLCMk/s320/CIMG0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021953729702437026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQUElcoLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/pXSn7mJh-wA/s1600-h/CIMG0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQUElcoLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/pXSn7mJh-wA/s320/CIMG0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021953733997404338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I like this sunset shot alot)&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://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQUklcoMI/AAAAAAAAAco/BCN5BPxozEM/s1600-h/CIMG0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGQUklcoMI/AAAAAAAAAco/BCN5BPxozEM/s320/CIMG0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021953742587338946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSIUlcoNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UTTO3esEm8w/s1600-h/CIMG0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSIUlcoNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UTTO3esEm8w/s320/CIMG0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021955731157197010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSIklcoOI/AAAAAAAAAc4/F93dgpGZURY/s1600-h/CIMG0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSIklcoOI/AAAAAAAAAc4/F93dgpGZURY/s320/CIMG0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021955735452164322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my favorite shot of Ron &amp; Sean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head back to the beach the next day in time to see the sun rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSJElcoPI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bgyxurK5iF4/s1600-h/CIMG0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSJElcoPI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bgyxurK5iF4/s320/CIMG0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021955744042098930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSJUlcoQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/sj-2unTlvX0/s1600-h/CIMG0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSJUlcoQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/sj-2unTlvX0/s320/CIMG0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021955748337066242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSJ0lcoRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/F2zHEz-fBj8/s1600-h/CIMG0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGSJ0lcoRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/F2zHEz-fBj8/s320/CIMG0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021955756927000850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGUEklcoSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_Educ9GF6pw/s1600-h/CIMG0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGUEklcoSI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_Educ9GF6pw/s320/CIMG0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021957865755943202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGUFElcoTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/U750yTQ36J0/s1600-h/CIMG0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGUFElcoTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/U750yTQ36J0/s320/CIMG0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021957874345877810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ40lcodI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LzWkgNE-95g/s1600-h/CIMG0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ40lcodI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LzWkgNE-95g/s320/CIMG0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021964260962247122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ6UlcoeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3LHBelvfBVg/s1600-h/CIMG0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ6UlcoeI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3LHBelvfBVg/s320/CIMG0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021964286732050914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ6klcofI/AAAAAAAAAgo/I1xiYtNqa3Y/s1600-h/CIMG0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ6klcofI/AAAAAAAAAgo/I1xiYtNqa3Y/s320/CIMG0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021964291027018226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ7ElcogI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-VaXPlqv1VU/s1600-h/CIMG0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ7ElcogI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-VaXPlqv1VU/s320/CIMG0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021964299616952834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ7UlcohI/AAAAAAAAAg4/81WZxrrMRf0/s1600-h/CIMG0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGZ7UlcohI/AAAAAAAAAg4/81WZxrrMRf0/s320/CIMG0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021964303911920146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGcdElcoiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/gJr6tdPsNXg/s1600-h/CIMG0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGcdElcoiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/gJr6tdPsNXg/s320/CIMG0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021967082755760674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGcdklcojI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IUX6shzTAf0/s1600-h/CIMG0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGcdklcojI/AAAAAAAAAhI/IUX6shzTAf0/s320/CIMG0277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021967091345695282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGceElcokI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mBCo0AF33bU/s1600-h/CIMG0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGceElcokI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mBCo0AF33bU/s320/CIMG0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021967099935629890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGceklcolI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Ekts6_LDcRs/s1600-h/CIMG0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGceklcolI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Ekts6_LDcRs/s320/CIMG0250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021967108525564498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGce0lcomI/AAAAAAAAAhg/MP2FF3O0woc/s1600-h/CIMG0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGce0lcomI/AAAAAAAAAhg/MP2FF3O0woc/s320/CIMG0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021967112820531810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa uulitin! Sana hindi in the next  3 years. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGWVklcoaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wfo7beLM6xA/s1600-h/CIMG0232.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-5234950763178905183?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5234950763178905183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5234950763178905183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5234950763178905183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5234950763178905183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/subic-07.html' title='Subic 07'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RbGdYUlcooI/AAAAAAAAAhw/1yJCaZMfZ2o/s72-c/CIMG0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2080170380181974789</id><published>2007-01-18T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:21:15.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>Sorry...I couldn't resist. And I swear...it's addicting. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/7_3/81ev16_3618726057ea54aj05yb16" width="202" height="454" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-2080170380181974789?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2080170380181974789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2080170380181974789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2080170380181974789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2080170380181974789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-alikes.html' title='Look-alikes'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7883069307801752828</id><published>2007-01-11T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:18:05.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya finally sent us pics of the clinic. Lookin damn good that's for sure. Mum &amp; Dad are definitely an amazing tandem. Who'dve thought that all those benches, treatment beds and other furniture were made out of junk metal and left over wood. lol. No proof whatsoever that they were on an extremely tight budget. Dad, hooray for the whole building design and carpentry. Mum did a great job with the curtains and upholstery. And I'm sure, knowing Kuya, he was far from being bored with the interior design job. He's a designer at heart. lol. More like a furniture mover. Hahaha! They still are my 3 heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The place looks big, clean and definitely ready for business! lol. Praying so hard that the clinic's approved before Kuya gets home. All the more reason for all of us to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKWUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6MmXpkLxPH4/s1600-h/JayOfficeDesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKWUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6MmXpkLxPH4/s320/JayOfficeDesk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018710213350170306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkElcntI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BIC9Uhb7vdw/s1600-h/JayOfficeExamTable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkElcntI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BIC9Uhb7vdw/s320/JayOfficeExamTable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018710449573371602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkElcnuI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BvA17cCWiyI/s1600-h/Lab1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkElcnuI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BvA17cCWiyI/s320/Lab1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018710449573371618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkElcnvI/AAAAAAAAAXk/v5QUSRguccY/s1600-h/Lab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkElcnvI/AAAAAAAAAXk/v5QUSRguccY/s320/Lab2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018710449573371634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkUlcnwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CpZxh6ldoWE/s1600-h/Lab3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkUlcnwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/CpZxh6ldoWE/s320/Lab3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018710453868338946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL3klcnyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/U0X4sGxBNDk/s1600-h/LesOfficeExamTable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL3klcnyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/U0X4sGxBNDk/s320/LesOfficeExamTable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018711884092448546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcnzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/s1m8y_eJoKs/s1600-h/LobbyBenchoutsideTxRm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcnzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/s1m8y_eJoKs/s320/LobbyBenchoutsideTxRm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018711888387415858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcn0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/7n_bIZoP6hQ/s1600-h/LobbyDoorToExitBack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcn0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/7n_bIZoP6hQ/s320/LobbyDoorToExitBack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018711888387415874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcn1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/jvhbbQMbBT0/s1600-h/StaffRmSterilRm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcn1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/jvhbbQMbBT0/s320/StaffRmSterilRm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018711888387415890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcn2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/BnJ58GcVywM/s1600-h/SterilRmDoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYL30lcn2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/BnJ58GcVywM/s320/SterilRmDoor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018711888387415906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMUklcn3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ovVMVFPm1hI/s1600-h/SterlRmCounter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMUklcn3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ovVMVFPm1hI/s320/SterlRmCounter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712382308654962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMUklcn4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/TyMIvQTR_Qk/s1600-h/TxRm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMUklcn4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/TyMIvQTR_Qk/s320/TxRm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712382308654978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMUklcn5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xOudPS8iQb8/s1600-h/TxRmBeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMUklcn5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xOudPS8iQb8/s320/TxRmBeds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712382308654994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMU0lcn6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Kk2_gybyGOk/s1600-h/TxRmCR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMU0lcn6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Kk2_gybyGOk/s320/TxRmCR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712386603622306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMU0lcn7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/LrEEjPTLQjs/s1600-h/TxRmDoorToLobby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMU0lcn7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/LrEEjPTLQjs/s320/TxRmDoorToLobby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712386603622322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkUlcnxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q8S8-tbFxaA/s1600-h/LabTableCounters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKkUlcnxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q8S8-tbFxaA/s320/LabTableCounters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018710453868338962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwElcn8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/RmYN5NH_6NY/s1600-h/WaitingBenches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwElcn8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/RmYN5NH_6NY/s320/WaitingBenches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712854755057602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwElcn9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/j2hFowhdShc/s1600-h/WaitingCounter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwElcn9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/j2hFowhdShc/s320/WaitingCounter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712854755057618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwElcn-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tP1QCH3YOzE/s1600-h/WaitingCounter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwElcn-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/tP1QCH3YOzE/s320/WaitingCounter2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712854755057634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwUlcn_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/vM8Urzm8g-w/s1600-h/WaitingDoorTo+Office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwUlcn_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/vM8Urzm8g-w/s320/WaitingDoorTo+Office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712859050024946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYNAklcoBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/s9hzxNnA4K0/s1600-h/WaitingEntrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYNAklcoBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/s9hzxNnA4K0/s320/WaitingEntrance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018713138222899218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYNAklcoCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rq4GumaquFw/s1600-h/WaitingPics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYNAklcoCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rq4GumaquFw/s320/WaitingPics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018713138222899234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwUlcoAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/dixfAtN50ug/s1600-h/WaitingDoorToTxRm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYMwUlcoAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/dixfAtN50ug/s320/WaitingDoorToTxRm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018712859050024962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ahem! Ahem!) Paging Abba! Sana ipagpinta mo sina Kuya para may mailagay sa clinic. No morbid themes. It's supposed to be a place that prolongs life. lol. Sige na Abba!!!!!!!!!! Puuuhleeeease?!!!! :D Mahal ka naman ni Hazim eh!!! Love you!!!! Mmwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-7883069307801752828?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7883069307801752828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7883069307801752828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7883069307801752828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7883069307801752828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/kuya-finally-sent-us-pics-of-clinic.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaYKWUlcnsI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6MmXpkLxPH4/s72-c/JayOfficeDesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-61721320001506969</id><published>2007-01-08T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:40:18.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manny Poohquiao</title><content type='html'>Ron came home one night with this video in his flash drive. I still laugh every time i watch it. NaKAKATAWA talaga!!!!! (Stop the music in the sidebar before you play this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLCMitMSRfw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLCMitMSRfw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A round of applause for Pooh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-61721320001506969?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/61721320001506969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=61721320001506969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/61721320001506969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/61721320001506969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/manny-poohquiao.html' title='Manny Poohquiao'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8297689612098821403</id><published>2007-01-08T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:34:55.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyro Olympics!</title><content type='html'>Caught up with my college girl friends last night. Dinner at  The Old Spaghettic House. Abby's treat. She's probably boarding the plane back to UK at this very moment. We'll see you again in December Abby. I pray you have a safe flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after dinner, spur of the moment, we decided to go to the Mall of Asia to watch the pyro olympics. Germany and another country was up tonight. Good thing Gracie brought her car. Poor thing hates driving though and traffice was horrible. Good thing we were able to get vallet parking even if they said if was temporarily closed. Guess it pays to be a girl. hahaha! We were right on time to catch the last show with about 5 mins to spare. It was beautiful. So many oohs and aahs during the show. I watched in amazement and excitement. I caught myself a couple of times watching with my mouth open as if hypnotized and dreaming. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be dumb for us to leave right after the show along with everyone else. Heck, Abby and I got tired being stuck in traffic and we weren't eve driving. Decided that we wait a couple of hours at Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf. I'd never ate/drank at the place so it was a first. Luckily i liked what i ordered. A large vanilla ice blended with a shot of espresso and blended whipped cream. I was in heaven with every sip. I gotta go back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIcDR8T6rI/AAAAAAAAAUM/R23KcN_6PjY/s1600-h/07012007468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIcDR8T6rI/AAAAAAAAAUM/R23KcN_6PjY/s400/07012007468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017603777525705394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ang mga kumare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got home at 1am. We ran at 30 miles/hr (40 tops) along EDSA. We couldn't help but joke about the speed. But I was sorry for Gracie coz not only was she nervous, she was also very tired. I doubt she'll bring her car again the next time we all meet up. lol. Til next time mga mare!&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/14656612-8297689612098821403?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8297689612098821403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8297689612098821403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8297689612098821403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8297689612098821403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/pyro-olympics.html' title='Pyro Olympics!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIcDR8T6rI/AAAAAAAAAUM/R23KcN_6PjY/s72-c/07012007468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-4710228665560163544</id><published>2007-01-08T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:11:22.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Russ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 5, 2007. Nagpakain si Russ nung eve ng bday nya. Ang saya! Kahit 3 lang kami and si Nanay ni Russ, ang saya saya. Just goes to show, my friends are great company.  Or maybe we just get each other's drift. lol. I commuted all by myself to Angono, Rizal. Russ' place. Glad I didn't get lost. Nice to do something for the first time anyway. Although we started late because Abba went to get her license at the LTO (which, by the way, took forever), everything turned out perfect. Abba definitely made up for the lost time. How? Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ofcourse Abba was our chef. The menu: corn and romane lettuce salad with a simple vinaigrette, penne pasta marticiana, breaded chicken breast fillet with capers and a lemon butter sauce.&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://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIPUR8T6oI/AAAAAAAAATU/8EEUej7YjZ8/s1600-h/birthdayfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIPUR8T6oI/AAAAAAAAATU/8EEUej7YjZ8/s400/birthdayfood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017589775932320386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feast your eyes on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqR8T6jI/AAAAAAAAASs/9qbujq65ick/s1600-h/vinegretteandbutterlemonsauce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqR8T6jI/AAAAAAAAASs/9qbujq65ick/s200/vinegretteandbutterlemonsauce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017589054377814578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqh8T6nI/AAAAAAAAATM/wda453LVo4I/s1600-h/vegetablesalad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqh8T6nI/AAAAAAAAATM/wda453LVo4I/s200/vegetablesalad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017589058672781938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqR8T6kI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FskEbv5WkOk/s1600-h/abbaspastamarticiana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqR8T6kI/AAAAAAAAAS0/FskEbv5WkOk/s200/abbaspastamarticiana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017589054377814594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqh8T6lI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z5W6o70gX0Y/s1600-h/chickenbreastfilletwithcapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIOqh8T6lI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z5W6o70gX0Y/s200/chickenbreastfilletwithcapers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017589058672781906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, and how could i ever forget my most favorite part of every meal: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dessert! &lt;/span&gt;Abba certainly redeemed herself with those darn good peach crepes. I new there was a reason why i loved her so much. hahaha! I think i had 3 crepes. lol. Though i wanted more.&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://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaISkR8T6pI/AAAAAAAAATc/JNmiJTx0nuo/s1600-h/peachcrepe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaISkR8T6pI/AAAAAAAAATc/JNmiJTx0nuo/s400/peachcrepe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017593349345110674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh la la!!! Come to mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaJe4h8T6sI/AAAAAAAAAUY/JgCFfg2sjBM/s1600-h/DSC02743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaJe4h8T6sI/AAAAAAAAAUY/JgCFfg2sjBM/s400/DSC02743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017677260121172674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;always best buds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Definitely a great night. Sa birthday ko naman ha! Yey!&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/14656612-4710228665560163544?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/4710228665560163544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=4710228665560163544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4710228665560163544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4710228665560163544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-bday-russ.html' title='Happy Bday Russ!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIPUR8T6oI/AAAAAAAAATU/8EEUej7YjZ8/s72-c/birthdayfood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-468622231511776803</id><published>2007-01-08T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:18:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backlogging..."back to blogging"</title><content type='html'>So hard to blog again when you have so many things to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New Year's Eve in Bulacan was bittersweet. Though it was a great party, it wasn't really enough for me coz I wasn't with the people who meant the most to me. My family.  Oh well. There's always next New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was lots of food for all. My tita called in the neighbors to come over and eat. The food was set up in the driveway. My cousins set up a sound system at the gate and the neighbors danced in the street. We danced to music from the Pussycat Dolls (lahat ata), Ciara (Automatic), and alot more. Oh, and not to forget the famous song of the year....Boom Tarat Tarat! lol. Everyone was dancing. Youngens, kids, moms, dads, everybody from 3-60+. lol. Only one emotion could be seen on each and every face: Happiness. Dapat lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I, on the other hand, had my moments. When I saw my cousins come out of the house after their Kris Kringle (i wasn't included coz they didn't know i'd be coming home)...couldn't help but feel sorry for myself. Kinda pathetic. I know they see me as family, but there's still a tiny inkling of not being one of them. Maybe it's just me. I ached so much to be with my entire family. Anyway, after a few sobs in the bathroom and a quiet moment alone in the dark behind the house, i was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIFOx8T6OI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EiacQIbVuSk/s1600-h/CIMG2534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIFOx8T6OI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EiacQIbVuSk/s320/CIMG2534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017578686326761698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drank my sadness away with a bit of tequila margarita. Sarap! But still, the night was fun. At 12, we played the countdown and lit a couple of fountains and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinturon ni Hudas&lt;/span&gt;. Took about 10 mins to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't get a New Year's text from Ron. Doesn't matter. I forgive him. He must have been psyched to be with nearly his whole family. So happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spent New Year's Day at Ron's in Paombong. Met Ate Weng, Kuya Jimmy and Julia for the second time. They're still the same nice warm people. I already feel lucky to be welcomed in their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKh8T6QI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wnWrFbbrsjk/s1600-h/CIMG2506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKh8T6QI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wnWrFbbrsjk/s200/CIMG2506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017580812335573250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKh8T6PI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3QFh9gizRh0/s1600-h/CIMG2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKh8T6PI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3QFh9gizRh0/s200/CIMG2508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017580812335573234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYh8T6VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VPqjtw8Pt3A/s1600-h/CIMG2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYh8T6VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VPqjtw8Pt3A/s200/CIMG2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017582152365369682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKx8T6RI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FpbN1cVA_y4/s1600-h/CIMG2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKx8T6RI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FpbN1cVA_y4/s200/CIMG2507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017580816630540562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKx8T6SI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5S4QGPAo-eY/s1600-h/CIMG2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKx8T6SI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5S4QGPAo-eY/s200/CIMG2509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017580816630540578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYh8T6UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kOv9X4dQrh0/s1600-h/CIMG2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYh8T6UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kOv9X4dQrh0/s200/CIMG2514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017582152365369666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYx8T6WI/AAAAAAAAAP0/hTV8d9lTzos/s1600-h/CIMG2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYx8T6WI/AAAAAAAAAP0/hTV8d9lTzos/s200/CIMG2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017582156660336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkR8T6aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/L5oocBIUu2s/s1600-h/CIMG2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkR8T6aI/AAAAAAAAAQU/L5oocBIUu2s/s200/CIMG2547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017583453740460450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKx8T6TI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3SCY8AV9zfA/s1600-h/CIMG2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIHKx8T6TI/AAAAAAAAAPc/3SCY8AV9zfA/s200/CIMG2511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017580816630540594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkh8T6cI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1BvTfIyjJPs/s1600-h/CIMG2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkh8T6cI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1BvTfIyjJPs/s200/CIMG2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017583458035427778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkB8T6ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/MPuPISYRiF4/s1600-h/CIMG2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkB8T6ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/MPuPISYRiF4/s200/CIMG2546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017583449445493138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkR8T6bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/madPO0adH7k/s1600-h/CIMG2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkR8T6bI/AAAAAAAAAQc/madPO0adH7k/s200/CIMG2548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017583453740460466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkh8T6dI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5IlT4T5AxwY/s1600-h/CIMG2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIJkh8T6dI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5IlT4T5AxwY/s200/CIMG2552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017583458035427794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL2h8T6eI/AAAAAAAAARw/HdeIPepY6SE/s1600-h/CIMG2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL2h8T6eI/AAAAAAAAARw/HdeIPepY6SE/s200/CIMG2554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017585966296328674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL3R8T6iI/AAAAAAAAASQ/VgXK1T8jTbw/s1600-h/CIMG2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL3R8T6iI/AAAAAAAAASQ/VgXK1T8jTbw/s200/CIMG2559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017585979181230626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL2x8T6gI/AAAAAAAAASA/wX8rvFR24k4/s1600-h/CIMG2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL2x8T6gI/AAAAAAAAASA/wX8rvFR24k4/s200/CIMG2553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017585970591296002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL3B8T6hI/AAAAAAAAASI/zOOn6x36Vtk/s1600-h/CIMG2557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL3B8T6hI/AAAAAAAAASI/zOOn6x36Vtk/s200/CIMG2557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017585974886263314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL2x8T6fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ceqaOR2Qf-M/s1600-h/CIMG2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIL2x8T6fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ceqaOR2Qf-M/s200/CIMG2556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017585970591295986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYx8T6XI/AAAAAAAAAP8/BzXaC8ZlLKw/s1600-h/CIMG2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIYx8T6XI/AAAAAAAAAP8/BzXaC8ZlLKw/s200/CIMG2518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017582156660337010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIZB8T6YI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bgzq2Z_nHnQ/s1600-h/CIMG2519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIIZB8T6YI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bgzq2Z_nHnQ/s200/CIMG2519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017582160955304322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to greet Mum, Dad &amp;amp; Kuya. I hope they know that I was thinking of them the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-468622231511776803?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/468622231511776803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=468622231511776803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/468622231511776803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/468622231511776803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2007/01/backloggingback-to-blogging.html' title='Backlogging...&quot;back to blogging&quot;'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaIFOx8T6OI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EiacQIbVuSk/s72-c/CIMG2534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7364260557778767468</id><published>2006-12-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:49:35.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Days</title><content type='html'>To better days this coming new year. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to sing along. I love this song. It gives me hope that things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZaYW1DqbbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2HV-epAHQF8/s1600-h/new-year-fireworks-hong-kongb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZaYW1DqbbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2HV-epAHQF8/s400/new-year-fireworks-hong-kongb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014362753090612658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you ask me what I want this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I try to make this kind and clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And desire and love and empty things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So take these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And sing out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz everyone is forgiven now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz tonight's the night the world begins again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's someplace simple where we could live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And something only you can give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And thats faith and trust and peace while we're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the one poor child that saved this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there's 10 million more who probably could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So take these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And sing out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz everyone is forgiven now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz tonight's the night the world begins again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish everyone was loved tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And somehow stop this fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So take these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And sing out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz everyone is forgiven now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz tonight's the night the world begins again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coz tonight's the night the world begins again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May we all give ourselves the chance to begin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZaYW1DqbaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/09FP1XUVIGs/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZaYW1DqbaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/09FP1XUVIGs/s400/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014362753090612642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all give ourselves the chance to begin again. It's never too late. :) I'll be singing this song for me and everyone tonight and on New Year's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to log on in the next couple of days, so HAPPY NEW YEAR guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Bulacan in the morning. Mmmwah!!! Stay outta trouble and away from the fireworks.&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/14656612-7364260557778767468?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7364260557778767468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7364260557778767468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7364260557778767468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7364260557778767468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/better-days_31.html' title='Better Days'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZaYW1DqbbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2HV-epAHQF8/s72-c/new-year-fireworks-hong-kongb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7253026620796079763</id><published>2006-12-30T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:45:38.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm cured!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Slept really well last night. 12 hours. Despite the sore throat, fever and whopping killer splitting headache (yes, it was that bad) I had since the night before, I woke up finally with all of those symptoms gone. &lt;span&gt;Galing talaga doktor ko&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks Ate Leslie! Mmmwah! &lt;span&gt;Advil pala katapat ng headache ko&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oooh!!! Aaadvil!!!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what to do now that I'm ok?     The mall!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off I go to Robinsons Place Ermita with Joey and Flor. Got home by 10pm. We watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasal, Kasalo, Kasali&lt;/span&gt;. Nakakatawa!!! I swear. Enjoyed it alot. Pag nambabae si Ron, gagawin ko sa kanya yung ginawa ni Judy Ann. lol. Since magkahiwalay kami nina Joey sa New Year's Eve, nag New Year's Eve Dinner kami kanina. And tomorrow, our New Year's Eve Breakfast  with Ate Leslie and the twins inside her. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-7253026620796079763?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7253026620796079763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7253026620796079763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7253026620796079763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7253026620796079763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-cured.html' title='I&apos;m cured!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6048224453903744704</id><published>2006-12-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:07:22.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kuya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Kuya's birthday today. First thing I did when I woke up was send him an eCard. Wonder if he's checked his mail yet. It's already 12:30am there and he's still hasn't logged in. Guess we'll just have to greet him tomorrow. I remember what we did a year ago. We had so much fun. Dinner at the Treehouse and then videoke and beer back at ate's place. 3am, craving for Starbucks, so we head off to Starbucks banawe. Closed. "Morato! Morato! Morato!", Maan chants. And off we go. Had a great time. Haay. Hope Kuya's having a great time in Papua. Miss him terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdCVDqbSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/37gwTR17q0w/s1600-h/CIMG0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdCVDqbSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/37gwTR17q0w/s400/CIMG0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013593842275478818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdCVDqbTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/tZHMFxc0oF4/s1600-h/CIMG0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdCVDqbTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/tZHMFxc0oF4/s400/CIMG0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013593842275478834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdC1DqbVI/AAAAAAAAANM/ur9xv0aRtPI/s1600-h/CIMG0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdC1DqbVI/AAAAAAAAANM/ur9xv0aRtPI/s400/CIMG0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013593850865413458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdClDqbUI/AAAAAAAAANE/XJDW9kXDYHo/s1600-h/CIMG0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdClDqbUI/AAAAAAAAANE/XJDW9kXDYHo/s400/CIMG0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013593846570446146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdC1DqbWI/AAAAAAAAANU/1UYGlgg4Ogo/s1600-h/CIMG0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdC1DqbWI/AAAAAAAAANU/1UYGlgg4Ogo/s400/CIMG0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013593850865413474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder. Kelan kaya mauulit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-6048224453903744704?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6048224453903744704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6048224453903744704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6048224453903744704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6048224453903744704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-kuya.html' title='Happy Birthday Kuya!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RZPdCVDqbSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/37gwTR17q0w/s72-c/CIMG0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2227805226244607910</id><published>2006-12-28T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T04:48:52.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 4:41am. This sore throat is getting worse. Bad enough to keep me up all night. Got out of bed 4 minutes before 3am. Went to drink a glass of water.  It's too early to go to the drug store to get a pack of Strepsils. Besides, I dont' think it'll do the trick. Rye said antibiotics will. Then again i don't know what to buy. Guess i'll have to wait a few more hours to text Ate Leslie for some professional advice. I hate this. It's driving me crazy! I pray that i'll get better by New Year. Sucks. Started with a sucky morning...now it's even a sucky evening. Demet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-2227805226244607910?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2227805226244607910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2227805226244607910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2227805226244607910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2227805226244607910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-441am.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-4433338352289546278</id><published>2006-12-27T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:23:36.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wake up today still with a sore throat. Only today it's worse. Hurts to swallow. Hate it. It's painful and itchy. What a sucky morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Ron tonight. Thinking of going to Galleria to get a haircut and then meet him at 5 at Meralco so we can go home together. But then again, maybe tomorrow. I'll buy a new blouse to wear for New Year too. lol. Oh how I miss my Ron-Ron. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-4433338352289546278?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/4433338352289546278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=4433338352289546278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4433338352289546278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4433338352289546278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-wake-up-today-still-with-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5529793826709094975</id><published>2006-12-25T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:27:55.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Kids!</title><content type='html'>I wake up from the touch of Flor's hand checking if I have a fever. Fortunately I'm feeling slightly better than I did last night. The start of a cold is always the part I hate the most. My throat is itchy and dry and I feel some phlegm beginning to form. Bummer. But I'm glad Flor's feeling much better. Her flu has passed. Hopefully she won't relapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check my cell phone for any text messages. Greetings from Blythe, Camille, Mae, Nestlee, Grace and my bestfriend Jen-Jen to name a few. I smile that they remember and take the time to spend a peso to greet me. I get up and drag myself to the table for breakfast. Ate Leslie's yummy penne pasta with italian sausage and a tomato sauce is warm and waiting. I ate alot last night, and i eat alot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's nothing in store for me today. I'll be home alone in a few hours. Joey and Flor will be going to Las Pinas to Flor's family. I decide not go with them coz there's nothing much for me there. I can't join Ron's family in Las Pinas coz of this cold. I wouldn't want Tita Beck to catch it. A cancer patient like her needs to reserve her energy on getting thru all the chemo and radiation rather than getting over a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya saya. Haay. I miss Mummy and Daddy and Kuya. And I miss my baby. I'll have to settle with texting Ron all day. Merry Xmas everybody. I pray you are all well and happy. Mmwah!&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/14656612-5529793826709094975?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5529793826709094975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5529793826709094975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5529793826709094975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5529793826709094975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-kids.html' title='Merry Christmas Kids!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5012043744601275594</id><published>2006-12-24T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T21:22:12.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cook out, Pig out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had lotsa fun yesterday at Abba's. Great food, great climate, and great company. True friends, no matter how seldom they see each other....will always remain true friends. True friends...always bring out my appetite. lol. Ate til i was sick. I hope I never do that again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1DqbAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JcOCGqfZnCI/s1600-h/DSC02708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1DqbAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JcOCGqfZnCI/s200/DSC02708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012079411037105154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58-FDqbMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/azv8BJHHD8M/s1600-h/DSC02716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58-FDqbMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/azv8BJHHD8M/s200/DSC02716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080841261214914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1Dqa_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VE6NOkAn8lQ/s1600-h/DSC02699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1Dqa_I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VE6NOkAn8lQ/s200/DSC02699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012079411037105138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57Z1Dqa-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/8Hc65GVSqLc/s1600-h/DSC02696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57Z1Dqa-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/8Hc65GVSqLc/s200/DSC02696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012079118979328994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1DqbBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9Xp16Q29xeU/s1600-h/DSC02711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1DqbBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9Xp16Q29xeU/s200/DSC02711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012079411037105170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58Q1DqbDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VVpf0yWKIu8/s1600-h/DSC02695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58Q1DqbDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VVpf0yWKIu8/s200/DSC02695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080063872134194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58Q1DqbEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lHrm9HH5XqE/s1600-h/DSC02712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58Q1DqbEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lHrm9HH5XqE/s200/DSC02712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080063872134210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58RFDqbFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PovUtzBA1pY/s1600-h/DSC02713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58RFDqbFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PovUtzBA1pY/s200/DSC02713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080068167101522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58RFDqbGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ixqS2kCfIJ4/s1600-h/DSC02714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58RFDqbGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ixqS2kCfIJ4/s200/DSC02714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080068167101538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tFDqbHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-mLtJ6Bvykc/s1600-h/DSC02722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tFDqbHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-mLtJ6Bvykc/s200/DSC02722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080549203438706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tVDqbII/AAAAAAAAAKY/e9Plws1wMUk/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tVDqbII/AAAAAAAAAKY/e9Plws1wMUk/s200/DSC02723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080553498406018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tVDqbJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eumbCWYicnQ/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tVDqbJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eumbCWYicnQ/s200/DSC02724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080553498406034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tVDqbKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/M44-p_osY0w/s1600-h/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tVDqbKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/M44-p_osY0w/s200/DSC02725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080553498406050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tlDqbLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/TbuohfnfYRg/s1600-h/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58tlDqbLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/TbuohfnfYRg/s200/DSC02730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080557793373362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58Q1DqbCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TcHv9wQtr2s/s1600-h/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY58Q1DqbCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TcHv9wQtr2s/s200/DSC02694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012080063872134178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto ang Diyosa ng Kagandahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Babba! Mmmwah!&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/14656612-5012043744601275594?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5012043744601275594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5012043744601275594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5012043744601275594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5012043744601275594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/cook-out-pig-out.html' title='Cook out, Pig out'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RY57q1DqbAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JcOCGqfZnCI/s72-c/DSC02708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5171010295097606919</id><published>2006-12-22T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:26:59.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spent the whole day with Ate Leslie yesterday. Bonding. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I accompanied her to the hospital for her check up. Her blood sugar was high the day before. We were there before 10am. Waited until the receptionist said to go have lunch &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the doctor would arrive at 12&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So Ate and I walked over to Mickey D's along &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dapitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a snack. After 2 hours of talking about &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kuya's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Ate Leslie's love story, and dreaming and imagining what the twins would be like years from now, we went back to the hospital. Waited another 2 hours until the doctor arrived. Hooray. We were done by 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been over a month since Ate Leslie last went shopping at &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Robinsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Place &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ermita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently her dad doesn't know how to drive there. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, we love that mall. Since her uncle was driving us, it was our chance. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We had our late lunch at Piadina Italiana. They serve great cappuccinos. Wish they had bigger cups though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fist stop, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Top Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ate bought a jacket, blue. She made me get one of the same style but in green. Her &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gift to me.  Was shy to get one. Never really been comfortable with people making me choose something for them to buy. Anyway, she also got a white blouse perfect for her growing tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Bread Talk where she bought &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Floss bread she was craving for. We grabbed a couple of Coffee-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;o's&lt;/span&gt; too. Like an &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;over sized&lt;/span&gt; cup cake. I ate mine a few minutes ago. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Delish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Ate bought a blouse for Flor at Mango and I bought 3 &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;rw's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to burn the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt; episodes so Flor can finally watch them. Ate Leslie stopped by this Factory &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; store (forgot the name) and we picked out another &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;preggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blouse. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Dapitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where I waited for Joey and Flor. Ron went into OT again and then had a few drinks with his friends. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; celebration. So I just waited for him at &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Mayon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved yesterday. Mighty glad my brother chose to marry Ate Leslie. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Naks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-5171010295097606919?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5171010295097606919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5171010295097606919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5171010295097606919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5171010295097606919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5329168389990749508</id><published>2006-12-17T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:05:30.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to mass today with Joey, Flor and Ate Leslie. As usual, we were late. The homily had already started when we arrived. We sat in our usual spot where the giant turbo fans would turn our hair into afro by the time the mass ended. After mass we picked up Flor's officemate Maybelle and then drove to Mall of Asia. Joey and Flor had found out some restos opened early there so we had breakfast at Gram's Diner where they heard they served delicious towering pancakes. Funny though coz none of us ordered the pancakes except for Flor.  I had the eggs benedict. It was ok. But Maxx Brenner still serves the best eggs benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Leslie's tummy was ofcourse bigger than the last time I saw her.  She looks well and healthy and I'm glad the twins are doing well too. She's due for CS on March 1. Yey! I secretly kept my eye on her all day. Going with her to the washroom even if I didn't need to go to the john. Figured she should always have someone with her in case she suddenly doesn't feel well. Mahal ko yan at ang twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we stopped by Chevrolet along UN avenue to check out the Aveo. Very nice. Flor wants the matic so Joey doesn't really have a choice. But the point is, she likes the Aveo. Joey's psyched. lol. Ate Leslie and I tried out the passenger seats. Very comfy. We like too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final stop for the day was  SM San Lazaro. Flor needed to buy some groceries for her janitor and guard sa office. Pang noche buena. I was kinda nervous for Ate Leslie kasi bawal sa kanya masyado maglakad at mapagod. Pero all went well. I enjoyed today. Love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm even happier now coz I'm chatting with mum. She just got a new haircut and she looks good on the web cam. Saw a bit of dad in the back. Still my cutie king kong dad. lol. Had a few teary eyed moments but was able to brush 'em off before Mum noticed me on the webcam. I just miss her so much. Mum and Kuya will be home on Jan 31. Can't wait!&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/14656612-5329168389990749508?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5329168389990749508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5329168389990749508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5329168389990749508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5329168389990749508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-to-mass-today-with-joey-flor-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-35517029035495839</id><published>2006-12-16T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T15:06:43.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 just got better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up today with excitement. Knowing that my prayers were answered. My Christmas and New Year won't be that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job! Last night, Andie and I went to Voisworx and to our surprise, the president of the company (whom her dad new and we had an appointment with) let us in to their board room. They were in a meeting but he went ahead and told us to leave our resumes with him and he'd put us into training. If they don't need people this december, we'd start in January. Perfect. Just perrrrrrrrrrrrfect. We were barely in there for 5 mins. No exam nor interview. Lol.  Gets even better. There's a chance that after a month, we could be TLs depending on our performance. Ain't it cool? hahaha! Scary that it's all too easy. But I'm takin my chances. lol. We couldn't believe how things went last night. We still can't get over it. Too much excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ron had a great Friday night too.  He went ahead home to Mayon-Retiro (my place) coz he wasn't feeling well and he wanted to watch the Ginebra game on TV. Anyway, he's been planning to move out and live by himself since it'll help us save more for the wedding. He got a text last night from his officemate about an apartment he could rent. Just P2500 a month. It has a garage which is what Ron's been looking for. The place is in Marikina. Closer to Meralco so he'll be able to save money on gas too.  We'll both be doing alot of saving next year. We pray things will keep getting better and be rewarding for us. Makes me sad that we'll be seeing less of each other, but I know it's for the best. I'll be on my own in July too coz Joey and Flor will be moving to Las Pinas when our contract for the condo in Mayon ends. Sad, yes. But I know it's all for a reason. I just don't know where i'll be living though. Hopefully my parents will allow me to get a place of my own closer to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, soooo happy. Yey! Wee! lol.&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/14656612-35517029035495839?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/35517029035495839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=35517029035495839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/35517029035495839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/35517029035495839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-just-got-better.html' title='2006 just got better'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-6934196915910698476</id><published>2006-12-15T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T14:13:33.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm meeting up with Andie later at Megamall at 4pm. Gonna apply for a CSR position at a new call center in Ortigas.  That means we'll be part of the pioneer batch which is good. Although there is a risk since it's a new company. Andie's dad was supposed to be a partner of the call center but he changed his mind. They know the owner and president though. Anywa, hopefully things go well. 16k basic is definitely not bad. I was 15k at CVG. Chat with you guys later.  Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-6934196915910698476?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/6934196915910698476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=6934196915910698476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6934196915910698476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/6934196915910698476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-meeting-up-with-andie-later-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1375368897517475648</id><published>2006-12-14T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:17:00.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2007 Wish List</title><content type='html'>1. A high paying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A new phone. Preferebly this one (the Nokia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N76&lt;/span&gt;). Ain't she a beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNZch8T6zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Yb9REA6wwH8/s1600-h/nokia-n76-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNZch8T6zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Yb9REA6wwH8/s400/nokia-n76-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017952756503407410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  A white &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNZ0h8T60I/AAAAAAAAAV0/H4KG5-F-1as/s1600-h/white-psp-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNZ0h8T60I/AAAAAAAAAV0/H4KG5-F-1as/s400/white-psp-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017953168820267842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My own &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5.  A DVD copy of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rainbow Brite &amp; the Star Stealer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I will love you forever if you give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; one. I'll be extra good Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNaFR8T61I/AAAAAAAAAV8/3XiwZy1Bgic/s1600-h/rbdvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNaFR8T61I/AAAAAAAAAV8/3XiwZy1Bgic/s400/rbdvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017953456583076690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flat iron&lt;/span&gt;. Either a &lt;span&gt;Sedu Ionic Ceramic Tourmaline Straightener&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span&gt;Solia Tourmaline Ceramic Ion Flat Iron&lt;/span&gt;. Keywords "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ionic&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ceramic&lt;/span&gt;" &amp; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tourmaline&lt;/span&gt;". lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNaWR8T62I/AAAAAAAAAWE/SYFnTb3DtIY/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNaWR8T62I/AAAAAAAAAWE/SYFnTb3DtIY/s400/blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017953748640852834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  A bottle of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clinique Happy To Be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNdAx8T66I/AAAAAAAAAXA/gqKrhEdBH1s/s1600-h/clq_6E9P_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNdAx8T66I/AAAAAAAAAXA/gqKrhEdBH1s/s400/clq_6E9P_250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017956677808548770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;driver's license&lt;/span&gt;...with my name and picture on it.&lt;br /&gt;(Don't go making your smart remarks Abba. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  A pair of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chucks&lt;/span&gt;. My first pair if ever.  Abba likes these too. I'll have to find another style if she gets to them first. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNa4R8T64I/AAAAAAAAAWU/qy_MqDhMpuc/s1600-h/classicsportshoes_1928_34503636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNa4R8T64I/AAAAAAAAAWU/qy_MqDhMpuc/s400/classicsportshoes_1928_34503636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017954332756405122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Havs&lt;/span&gt;. I kinda take some fancy in this Havs High Light. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNbHh8T65I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Ax-s5WMyDuA/s1600-h/havs5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNbHh8T65I/AAAAAAAAAWc/Ax-s5WMyDuA/s400/havs5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017954594749410194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Jackets, jackets, jackets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Shirts, blouses, shirts, blouses, shirts, blouses. Yun lang. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect this list to grow longer as time passes. lol. I know, I know...at the rate I'm going this may still be 2008's wish list. A girl can dream can't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-1375368897517475648?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1375368897517475648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1375368897517475648&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1375368897517475648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1375368897517475648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-2007-wish-list.html' title='My 2007 Wish List'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RaNZch8T6zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Yb9REA6wwH8/s72-c/nokia-n76-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-4269316921200169047</id><published>2006-12-13T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:57:19.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying for this year to end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Man I can't wait for this year to end. Horrible year for me. With work...or shall I say lack of it. Though AskMeNow was the best job I ever had. And I met a lot of friends worth keeping for life. With family...they hate me because I have no work. Well mum and dad I'm not sure of. But my brothers. Pretty much loud and clear. Thanks sa mga Kuya ko for the boost of confidence. Though I understand. I'll turn it into motivation to make you guys proud.  Need a job. So I can be Kuya's sister again. lol. So we can be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Russ right now. Talking about how Blue Frog Mobile (where she works) might start hiring in January. She said she'd refer me. For once I'm enthusiastic about inbound voice support. I wasn't that excited so I emailed my resume to her on the spot. lol. Can't wait! I think I see some kind of light at the end of this dark dark tunnel. Lord, please let 2007 kick off right. Pray, pray, pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Andie and I applied at this company in Ortigas. Oloot! Inc. Email/Chat support for a gaming account. Emailed our cover letters and resumes 2 nights ago. Still no word. Sent a text to follow up. No reply. If i had to choose between the two, BFM seems like a better choice. Why? Location. Makati is way closer and easier to get to than Ortigas. But then again, I just want this year to end and 2007 to start. Now na, now na. lol.&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/14656612-4269316921200169047?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/4269316921200169047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=4269316921200169047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4269316921200169047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/4269316921200169047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/dying-for-this-year-to-end.html' title='Dying for this year to end...'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8580443121363902275</id><published>2006-12-12T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:46:57.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5G4F5k6lI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rjE_BEgxZ0k/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5G4F5k6lI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rjE_BEgxZ0k/s200/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007517765152860754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went home to Bulacan for the weekend. Missed my cousins and friends. Despite the typhoon, I was still able to enjoy my weekend with the people i call family and the place that is home the most (even if it was only me in the house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's my cousin Beng in the pic. We've been best buds since. Though we've had our share of trials, she's still the same bubbly crazy comedian we all know. I'll always be able to talk to her about anything. Saw my  bestfriend Leila too. So many stories to tell. Not enough time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was John's birthday bash Saturday night. We had dinner with his mum, dad, family ng gf nya, and some other friends. Chinese food. Fortune Restaurant in Malolos. Good food. My first time to eat peking duck. I think the fat on the duck made me dizzy. 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://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5tmF5k6mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BZJ44DFjoag/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5tmF5k6mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BZJ44DFjoag/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007560336868698722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5t715k6nI/AAAAAAAAABA/GC_IjfTLewY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5t715k6nI/AAAAAAAAABA/GC_IjfTLewY/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007560710530853490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5uN15k6oI/AAAAAAAAABI/79jImXBVTWw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5uN15k6oI/AAAAAAAAABI/79jImXBVTWw/s200/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007561019768498818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5zyV5k6yI/AAAAAAAAACY/gXjXVcH7t9s/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5zyV5k6yI/AAAAAAAAACY/gXjXVcH7t9s/s200/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007567144391863074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX50AF5k6zI/AAAAAAAAACg/hp3QX1I0Efw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX50AF5k6zI/AAAAAAAAACg/hp3QX1I0Efw/s200/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007567380615064370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX50eF5k60I/AAAAAAAAACo/E8jzcVH4T5c/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX50eF5k60I/AAAAAAAAACo/E8jzcVH4T5c/s200/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007567896011139906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After dinner, we drove back to John's place for beer, more food and videoke. Had alot of laughs, reminiscing college and review days. Oh, see the girl in the last pic? The one in white next to Argee in lavender? That's Duyo. She's a he. Pretty noh? She looks more like a girl than i do. lol. Super bait. Funny too. They left early.&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://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX53G15k63I/AAAAAAAAADA/aFosnQsNlJk/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX53G15k63I/AAAAAAAAADA/aFosnQsNlJk/s200/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007570795114064754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX52z15k62I/AAAAAAAAAC4/l8klLxPz5FU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX52z15k62I/AAAAAAAAAC4/l8klLxPz5FU/s200/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007570468696550242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX56c15k64I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZagPNt11i54/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX56c15k64I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZagPNt11i54/s200/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007574471606070146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX52kF5k61I/AAAAAAAAACw/yLax3x4ld4M/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX52kF5k61I/AAAAAAAAACw/yLax3x4ld4M/s200/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007570198113610578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We welcomed John's birthday with Enrique Iglesia's Escape and ended the night at 3am. Hopefully we'll have a Christmas party at Marlon's place. Can't wait.&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/14656612-8580443121363902275?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8580443121363902275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8580443121363902275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8580443121363902275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8580443121363902275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-home-to-bulacan-for-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RX5G4F5k6lI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rjE_BEgxZ0k/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-1828184116526376435</id><published>2006-12-07T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:29:11.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogging</title><content type='html'>Been away in Las Pinas since Sunday til Tuesday night. Ron's cousin's wedding on Tuesday. Since Ron couldn't pick up his mom and nephew from Bulacan and drop them off all the way in Las Pinas on Tuesday, he dropped us there on Sunday. It was fun. I got closer to his family and his titas and cousins. His mom too. Sean, his nephew is a handful. Like all kids at 4, makulit. Pero hindi yung kulit na nakakainis. Malambing kasi. The nice kind of kulit. lol. Labo. Anyway, i was basically a babysitter but i didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RXgjlzdMsiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Do9IcsMPkQ/s1600-h/6B480145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RXgjlzdMsiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Do9IcsMPkQ/s320/6B480145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005790118197113378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ron made it right before the mass started. Ganda ng church. Air-con. Sarap. lol. St. James sa Ayala Alabang. Very nice. As in most weddings i attend, i cried when Mimi, the blushing bride came walking down the aisle and was given away by her brother. The wedding was fun. The couple did a song and dance presentation when they were presented as husband and wife sa reception. Cute. The food was scrumptious. Filled my plate with nearly everything at the buffet table and finished it all. I think i found the weight i lost after Turbo Jamming for 3 weeks. Shet. Oh well. I need to buy new shoes for events like these. Lower heels. Or maybe flats. Sakit kasi. ahuhuhu. Never again.  Congratulations to Mike &amp;amp; Mimi. Very cute pair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-1828184116526376435?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/1828184116526376435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=1828184116526376435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1828184116526376435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/1828184116526376435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-to-blogging.html' title='back to blogging'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_XvY3qprsqmo/RXgjlzdMsiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Do9IcsMPkQ/s72-c/6B480145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-2435775255740285635</id><published>2006-12-01T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:52:47.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto ko din mag paint ball.</title><content type='html'>Made 1k today. lol. Galing noh. hehehe. After i went to Glorietta, i went to Russ' office to give her the Turbo Jam dvds i burned for her. Bitin. I was supposed to be there earlier para during her break kwentuhan kami. But i was late. Makwento kasi yung mineet ko. Funny coz she says she's fat when in fact she's very slim. 128lbs standing at 5'6". She's far from fat. Sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inggit ako kay Abba. Gusto ko din yung paint ball thingy. Abba ha, tayo din. Magiipon ako. Or i'll sell more Turbo Jam dvds. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the hicups. And I'm craving for tuna on toast. Kain na nga muna ako. Ciao! Hicup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-2435775255740285635?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/2435775255740285635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=2435775255740285635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2435775255740285635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/2435775255740285635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/12/gusto-ko-din-mag-paint-ball.html' title='Gusto ko din mag paint ball.'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8470491606402140765</id><published>2006-12-01T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:06:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Working out early today coz I'm meeting up with a girltalker who ordered Turbo Jam. lol. Pirata talaga. It's for a cause naman e. Yeah right. Anyway, glad there's no more rain. Still have to bring an umbrella though. Hate that. Andie's probably hit one of her lowest lows so i'm hoping she'll be able to have coffee with me later. Poor thing. But she's a trooper so i'm sure she'll weather the storm. Later kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-8470491606402140765?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8470491606402140765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8470491606402140765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8470491606402140765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8470491606402140765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/11/working-out-early-today-coz-im-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-8985192370639061136</id><published>2006-11-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:31:47.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Save a Life</title><content type='html'>I really like this song. Enjoy. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_1"  FlashVars="id=1&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fmakefofolina.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FThe%20Fray%20-%20How%20To%20Save%20A%20Life.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#666666;new_tracks:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;br /&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;br /&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;br /&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;br /&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;br /&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;br /&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;br /&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;br /&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;br /&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to save a life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-8985192370639061136?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/8985192370639061136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=8985192370639061136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8985192370639061136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/8985192370639061136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-to-save-life.html' title='How to Save a Life'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-5068050314571246013</id><published>2006-11-30T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T17:02:45.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally figured out where to put the codes for my shout box.  Kewl.  This could be a new addiction. Tweaking my blog. Plus posting ofcourse. And probably throwing comments back and forth with abba and russ. lol. I like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-5068050314571246013?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/5068050314571246013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=5068050314571246013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5068050314571246013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/5068050314571246013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-finally-figured-out-where-to-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-13912946530885023</id><published>2006-11-30T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:58:26.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaken by Heaven</title><content type='html'>I'm up early today. Well, early than usual. Early for me.  Our maintenance guy "Heaven" (yup, that's his name) buzzed at around 10:30am. He was gonna fix my closet floors that the termites ruined. So here i am, blogging, because i have nothing else to do, while Heaven is sawing and hammering away. Ang ingay. Ron's going straight home tonight after work to Bulacan. Joey and Flor will probably be home late. Haay. Another boring day. Exactly why i hardly post here. There's really nothing much to talk about. But right now, i don't care. Writing always makes me feel better anyway. It'll help each day go by quicker. lol. Ang ingay pa rin ni Heaven. Funny how Heaven can make my morning Hell. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-13912946530885023?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/13912946530885023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=13912946530885023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/13912946530885023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/13912946530885023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/11/awaken-by-heaven.html' title='Awaken by Heaven'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-7007445941303255505</id><published>2006-11-30T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:58:48.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1:56am and I'm still up. Funny how i suddenly had this urge to visit this darn thing. Forgot about it. Sorry abba. lol. I'm happy today coz i lost an inch from my waist. yey! but then again, like abba said, "magkaibigan tayo"..which means...i'll probably relapse to gluttony any time soon. hahaha!!! wag naman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-7007445941303255505?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/7007445941303255505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=7007445941303255505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7007445941303255505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/7007445941303255505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-156am-and-im-still-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-116240061578110140</id><published>2006-11-02T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:25:03.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Kuya... boohoo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today, Kuya left for Papua New Guinea. The day I've been dreading for 2 years has arrived. The day that just thinking about it makes me teary eyed. Oh well.  It's for the best.  He'll be back in about 2 months though - in time for Ate Leslie's last trimester and the much awaited birth of the twins.  But still. They'll all go back to Papua to be general physicians in their lay-in clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It just makes me sad that the 3 of us are apart again. Kuya, Joey and I.  It's happening again. Kuya leaves us because he's older and has to take the next step in life. The first time it was to study high school and college here in the Philippines. Now he's going back to Papua to raise a family and make a living. After 13 years of it just being us while Mum &amp; Dad were in Papua, magkahiwalay na naman kami. I hated it the first time. I'm hating the second time. Wala ng magbabantay sa amin ni Joey. I never felt homesick and missed Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy because I knew I'd be fine with Kuya around. But don't get me wrong, I need Joey too. Most of the time we act the same age so sometimes he doesn't really play the "kuya" role. Hence, I don't call him Kuya Joey. It's just Joey. There's Kuya and there's Joey. Both of which I would die living without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But then again, it's all for the better.  Or as I like to say, "for the better-er". Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My last text to Kuya after we said our goodbyes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  "Don't worry kuya. We'll take care of ate &amp; the twins. You have a safe trip &amp;amp; say hi to mum &amp; dad. I said I wasn't gonna cry but i did. Hiwalay na naman tyo 3.  :'c  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kuya's last text to me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  "U better u morons. It's only temporary. Good times ahead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He promised. And I believe him.  Boohoo. Miss na kita Kuya. And Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy too. Can't wait for the day that we pick you and mum up at the airport 2 months from now.  Hurry uf. Ang dramacious! Tama na nga.&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/14656612-116240061578110140?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/116240061578110140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=116240061578110140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/116240061578110140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/116240061578110140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/11/bye-kuya-boohoo.html' title='Bye Kuya... boohoo...'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-114294776402970071</id><published>2006-03-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:25:45.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I miss eCare. Those were the best days ever. But some good things never last. Darn that Clear Pay account! But it's ok. The friendships i made then still remain. Stronger than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-114294776402970071?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/114294776402970071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=114294776402970071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/114294776402970071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/114294776402970071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/03/ecare.html' title='Ecare'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-114294707139319266</id><published>2006-03-21T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:26:00.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy! Shalalala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I knew i wouldn't be able to keep this blog up. What a waste. Anyway, what's new with me? I quit my job as an inbound customer service rep in feb (though i've been absent for months). And now..i am currently "&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;". No more horrible irate customers, no more sore throats, no more selling, no more horrible shift changes (that i can actually handle...but it's really just the job itself). And miraculously, even my back pain has toned down. Yey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So many just surrendered and quit the fight. Including Abba and Russ. Absolutely no regrets though. As Abba would put it, "parang tayo nabunutan ng tinik....na kasing laki ng poste ng Meralco." lol. We met up last Thursday. Were supposed to complete our clearance but ended up going to Gilmore for Russ' pc parts, laughing and eating all way. Even demonized Reng and Paulynne not to go to work. It was a good idea. We spent the night at Abba's place in Antipolo drinking Paulynne's special iced coffee and telling stories at the back of their pick up. Had a blast. We may not have done anything productive that day, but as Abba had planned, we went home all "&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-114294707139319266?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/114294707139319266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=114294707139319266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/114294707139319266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/114294707139319266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-shalalala.html' title='Happy! Shalalala!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14656612.post-112186118614124590</id><published>2005-07-20T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:26:25.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abba!!!! Here it is!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally!!! Abbalicious! Here's what you've always been buggin me to do.  Pagandahan ba ng blog? Turuan mo ko ha.  Di ako madunong. Kidding.  I know i know...it's better than friendster...eto na nga eh.  God i miss you guys.  I hate training. I hate Clear Pay.  Gtg, break is nearly over.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14656612-112186118614124590?l=jocarellano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/feeds/112186118614124590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14656612&amp;postID=112186118614124590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/112186118614124590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14656612/posts/default/112186118614124590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocarellano.blogspot.com/2005/07/abba-here-it-is.html' title='Abba!!!! Here it is!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn Reyes</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102796541625997512839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zQnjScKG1J0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAEJk/rOoUCQH3xd4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
