<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158</id><updated>2009-11-29T07:33:31.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Views on My So called Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1587</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-2262529133848057431</id><published>2009-11-29T06:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T07:32:01.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans for today'/><title type='text'>Another Busy Day</title><content type='html'>Today is going to be another busy day for us.&amp;nbsp; First off, we will be going to church for some spiritual food. People do need to get their spiritual fill at least once a week. Sometimes, it is the only thing that will get you through the week. Secondly, we have this couple therapy thing going on after church with other married couples. I think that will take most of our afternoon. Third, today is my sil's hubby's birthday so I think they have something planned in the evening, so our evening will be spent at their home. So yeah, today is definitely one busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if you have the time to surf today, check out my other blogs. I have updated them as well. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-2262529133848057431?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/2262529133848057431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=2262529133848057431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2262529133848057431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2262529133848057431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-busy-day.html' title='Another Busy Day'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-2555800904442437166</id><published>2009-11-29T06:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:23:23.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: The Tell Me About Yourself Meme</title><content type='html'>1. When is your birthday? On february&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were you born? Manila, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where do you live now? at a house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your heritage? I am asian, I am 3/4 Filipino and 1/4 Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell us about a weakness. I easily get frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's a goal that you'd like to achieve? I would like to be financially stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the most overused internet phrase? LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your first thought this morning? Naku, I overslept! I was supposed to wake up at 2 am to do this task that I was supposed to do and finish for a very long time already. I am dead meat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When do you usually go to bed? For the past few days I have been going to bed at 4 am.&amp;nbsp; But all this will change in the coming days. I plan to sleep as early as 12 am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you smoke? If not, did you ever? Nope, I tried it once when I was in college. Didn't like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you like your current relationship status? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you (or did you) get along with your parents? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How often do you drink alcohol? Once in a blue moon, I never liked the taste of alcohol but I usually drink a sip or two with my sisters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever tried drugs (that weren't prescribed)? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever gone skinny dipping? If yes, do tell. Not yet but it is one of the things that I plan to do before I die. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If given the choice, how would you like to die?&amp;nbsp; No pain at all and I would like to be ready and if ever, I would like my daughter to be ready too.Meaning, she is already capable of taking care of herself (financially, emotionally, psychologically, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What did you want to be when you grew up?&amp;nbsp; I wanted to become a full-time housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever been dumped? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's on your pizza? 4 flavors of cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever shoplifted? No.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-2555800904442437166?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/2555800904442437166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=2555800904442437166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2555800904442437166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2555800904442437166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-tell-me-about-yourself.html' title='Sunday Stealing: The Tell Me About Yourself Meme'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-2781196881488093991</id><published>2009-11-28T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:38:10.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Leaving On A Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>1. When was the last time you jetted away for the holidays? I haven't had any experience when I left my family during the holidays. Holidays, especially Christmas, should be spent with the people whom you love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your fondest birthday memory? Well, I have three. For my own, it was my 7th birthday. My mom gave me this pink and pretty barbie doll. I cannot recall how she knew that was the barbie doll I wanted and wished for on my birthday. The way she gave it to me made me feel special too. Of course, we celebrated it with the whole family and&amp;nbsp; had cake and fried chicken and spaghetti.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For my daughter, it was her 1st birthday because of the fact that I already have a daughter to celebrate birthdays with and the smile that she had on her face at that time was unforgettable. Lastly, my mom's 60th birthday.&amp;nbsp; We gave her a surprise birthday party and there were video messages from my nephews, Aaron and Andrew, who lives so far away. Anyways, we had this rose and gift giving thing for my mom where we also said our messages for her.&amp;nbsp; It was so heartwarming and touching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What names do you go by? cheryll, babie, bie, ate bie, beh, che, mommy, mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? Well, there are still birthdays that are coming up, my brother's most especially on the 8th of December and my youngest nephew Cai who will be turning 2.&amp;nbsp; Of course, Christmas celebrations, Christmas eve and New Year's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where is your least favorite place to be, and why?&amp;nbsp; Actually, to be honest, I do not like going to the salon. It takes so long to get your hair done or a pedicure, etc. I am always restless when I am inside one. I usually can't wait for whatever it is that I am getting done to finish so I can get out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a scary stalker? yes.. although not really scary because they are always at a distance or they keep themselves at a distance parang the feeling that I get is, they are hovering over me. &amp;nbsp; The most that they have done is keep tabs on where I am and what I do, what time I go home, etc.&amp;nbsp; There was this time when one of them called me up to tell me what my schedule was, what time I usually leave or arrive&amp;nbsp; (things like that), where have I gone. It is sort of baffling and somewhat irritating how they know things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Eating noche buena with family, gift&amp;nbsp; giving during Christmas Eve and opening all the gifts received together with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are two activities you do after eating Thanksgiving Dinner? we don't celebrate thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What did your family do for Thanksgiving when you were a kid? Do you still do it? If not explain why. See answer number 8. The explanation is simple.&amp;nbsp; Thanksgiving is a US tradition, I am a Filipino. Although, this is also not to say that I do not give thanks for the blessings and challenges that I receive every year. I just do not do it with turkey and pumpkin pie, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-2781196881488093991?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/2781196881488093991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=2781196881488093991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2781196881488093991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2781196881488093991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-9-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Saturday 9: Leaving On A Jet Plane'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-7559310746979744260</id><published>2009-11-27T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:22:25.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fil-in'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-In</title><content type='html'>1.  Wait!  Wait, don't forget &lt;strong&gt;to bring hubby's clothes and crocs and all the things my daughter will need for the night&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; followed at once by &lt;strong&gt;peace of mind&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;3.  The trouble is &lt;strong&gt;just around the corner&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;My favorite aunt is so&lt;/strong&gt; many miles away.&lt;br /&gt;5.  With a faint pop &lt;strong&gt;the balloon burst and my daughter cried&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Eerie,&lt;/strong&gt; shadowy and ominous.&lt;br /&gt;7.  And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;the overnight prayer meeting&lt;/strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;strong&gt;malling and probably attending the practice in the evening&lt;/strong&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;strong&gt;relax&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-7559310746979744260?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/7559310746979744260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=7559310746979744260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/7559310746979744260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/7559310746979744260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-fill-in_27.html' title='Friday Fill-In'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-1222178903555800399</id><published>2009-11-26T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:51:43.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping, Christmas Gifts</title><content type='html'>One thing I haven't done yet is shop for Christmas gifts. I haven't even made a list of yet. So I haven't brought any gifts yet for family and friends. I do not even have a gift for my daughter yet or my husband. Although, I know I would not have a hard time choosing what gifts to give them. My daughter loves this barbie doll with bed and bath and I saw my husband trying out&amp;nbsp; a couple of &lt;a href="http://www.zephyrsunglasses.com/"&gt;Oakley Sunglasses&lt;/a&gt; last weekend when we were at the mall. He has been meaning to replace his Ray-Ban glasses for a couple of months now but haven't had the chance to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in the end I know I will rush everything and everybody will have their gifts from us. For sure, my daughter and my husband will have theirs too (from me) because what is Christmas without gifts right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-1222178903555800399?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/1222178903555800399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=1222178903555800399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/1222178903555800399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/1222178903555800399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-shopping-christmas-gifts.html' title='Christmas Shopping, Christmas Gifts'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-2900204300234605959</id><published>2009-11-26T13:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:08:13.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><title type='text'>I Still Have A Long Way To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can I just say that I am losing weight? hahahaha! Happy! Happy me! I have been problematic for the past few weeks but it has done me good in the end.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Plus, I can wear my old clothes so there is no need to buy new ones! Yey! Yey! Good thing I did not throw some of them away.&amp;nbsp; So I can use them again. Some of them feels new because I was able to wear them only once and some of them I haven't worn still so yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not get me wrong. I still have a few more pounds to go. I want to reach my pre-pregnancy weight. I was so thin back then.&amp;nbsp; Hehehe.&amp;nbsp; So yeah, I still have a long way to&amp;nbsp; go.&amp;nbsp; But even so, I now have the courage to wear short skirts again. Hahaha! I know I am still chubby but I am one happy, thinner chubby me. :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-2900204300234605959?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/2900204300234605959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=2900204300234605959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2900204300234605959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2900204300234605959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-have-long-way-to-go.html' title='I Still Have A Long Way To Go'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-8479058038732596625</id><published>2009-11-26T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:55:32.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>A Lot Of Things To Be Grateful For</title><content type='html'>Today is Thanksgiving so I want to greet all of you Happy Thanksgiving. One thing that I am super grateful for today is my daughter's recovery. She is no longer sick. Her throat still aches but she is no longer feverish.&amp;nbsp; Two consecutive nights of watching over her because her fever spiked up to 39.4 and 40. It almost drove me mad. Anyways, the storm has passed and I am grateful. I want to give thanks to those who prayed for her. Yey! God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was and will always be thankful for my family and friends. This includes everybody in my life.&amp;nbsp; They always stood by me and have done me good. They never led me astray and always bring me back on track.&amp;nbsp; They are always there whenever I need somebody even if they know about it or not.&amp;nbsp; I am not the type of person who spills out my relationship problems (not anymore :P) but the fact that they are there is already a comfort to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least I am thankful for the blessings that I have received this year. There are good days and there are bad days. But the good days always make up for the bad days so I have received more than enough. Hehehe. &amp;nbsp; Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-8479058038732596625?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/8479058038732596625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=8479058038732596625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8479058038732596625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8479058038732596625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/lot-of-things-to-be-grateful-for.html' title='A Lot Of Things To Be Grateful For'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-8580737874409778976</id><published>2009-11-26T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:38:55.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>It's Not Yet Too Late</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is now day 4 and I am trying as hard as I can not to watch PBB's online streaming. However, there are times when I visit the sites, particularly this one site where I already developed friends.&amp;nbsp; We all are rooting for one team which is Melai's which made it easier for us to bond.&amp;nbsp; Our group, the nosebleeders (hahaha!), are comprised of people from all walks of life.&amp;nbsp; It was actually formed because this guy is seriously head-over-heels attracted to this girl from another country. The problem was, this guy (who was good looking since he is partly Spanish, American and Filipino) does not know how to speak in English. So I became his translator.&amp;nbsp; I translate the things this particular girl was telling him and I translate his Tagalog to English so that the love of his life will be able to understand what he is saying.&amp;nbsp; Last night, imagine all of our surprise when he told us that he knows how to speak and write in Spanish. He is so fluent in Spanish! We were actually blown away. He told us that his grandmother used to speak to him in Spanish all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why he does not know how to speak in English (although he tries so very hard) is because he was not able to graduate at all.&amp;nbsp; I told him that it is not yet too late for him and he can always go back to school whenever he wants to.&amp;nbsp; He does not even have to go to a regular class, he can enroll&amp;nbsp; in an online university.&amp;nbsp; He can even get his &lt;a href="http://www.capella.edu/"&gt;degree online&lt;/a&gt;. He was rather surprised and said he did not know that there are already online schools he can go to.&amp;nbsp; Thus, when he seemed interested enough, that was when I started telling him about Capella University and that there are accredited online schools such as these for working adults. I hope he seriously considers going to one. It is such a waste if he doesn't since he seems to be such a smart guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This blog post is based on the information provided by Blogitive. For more information, please visit Blogitive.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-8580737874409778976?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/8580737874409778976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=8580737874409778976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8580737874409778976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8580737874409778976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-yet-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s Not Yet Too Late'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-3222002378371802918</id><published>2009-11-23T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:44:38.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>First of, my ym is acting up so I lost a lot of contacts that I have had for years. Hay.&amp;nbsp; Second, I have a lot of things to do this week and not everything is related to earning online.&amp;nbsp; Third, I am somewhat disappointed that for two weeks Melai and Jason will not be together. So yes, I will be on a PBB double up diet for two weeks. It is about time right. I have been spending too much time watching the show. I must admit that I even found a way to watch it even when I am not at home. I use my phone to watch it, I only need wi-fi. There's this browser that you can install in your phone and voila! Hehehehe.&amp;nbsp; So usually you will find me where there's available wifi spot. Hehehe. At home, I do not even have to turn-on my laptop just so I can watch online streaming because I watch it using my phone which is more comfortable for me. I can lie down, walk around, be anywhere and I will not miss a thing.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, for two weeks. ..promise PBB fasting!&amp;nbsp; Kainis si kuya. Hahahaha! Affected ako diba. Hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okidoki. That's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is day 1. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-3222002378371802918?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/3222002378371802918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=3222002378371802918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/3222002378371802918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/3222002378371802918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-2930473622556287297</id><published>2009-11-22T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:21:46.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing : The Party Mummy Meme</title><content type='html'>1. Name someone with the same birthday as you. Renan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your first kiss? Inside a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex? If yes, why? I can't think of any incident right now so no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people? When? Yes, just this morning. I was a back-up singer. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the first thing you notice about your preferred sex? Skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What really turns you off? Rude behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your biggest mistake? Probably not taking a rest when I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose? Yes, when I was a kid I wanted to know what would happen if I swallow a 5-centavo coin.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I choked and I was not able to breathe. Everybody panicked and my dad literally shook me upside down so the coin would come out. Suffice to say that it did not happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Say something totally random about yourself. I am effin mad right now!&amp;nbsp; All it takes is a little sensitivity you know! SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? Yes, although it's no biggie. My sisters used to tease me about it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows? Yes, I watch with my daughter sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you comfortable with your height? I am comfortable but it would be more okay if I am a couple of inches taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you? Naku, there were lots. Hahahaa! Feeling! Hirap mamili!&amp;nbsp; There was this guy who courted me and he proposed in Tagaytay when the sun was setting. There was this suitor who wrote me a whole book full of poems.&amp;nbsp; My first bf gave me a dozen of blue roses just because he knew it was my favorite color when it came to roses before.&amp;nbsp; and he interrupted my class in philosophy or was it neuroanatomy just to give it to me. He did not mind the teasing that happened afterwards. There were also a couple of times when&amp;nbsp; I woke up to a lot of flowers surrounding me. Those were the days!&amp;nbsp; But the most romantic thing was when my husband proposed and married me. Hehehee. Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When do you know it's love? When you think of the other person's needs more than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's something that really annoys you? Right now, it's insensitivity. Anoveh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-2930473622556287297?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/2930473622556287297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=2930473622556287297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2930473622556287297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/2930473622556287297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-party-mummy-meme.html' title='Sunday Stealing : The Party Mummy Meme'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-7039202102673939318</id><published>2009-11-21T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:54:43.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Talking In Your Sleep</title><content type='html'>1. Has anyone in your life talked in their sleep? Yes, my daughter talks in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you like about fall? The leaves.. the colors are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have an addictive personality? Do I? I do not think so. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you? My daughter gave me flowers she picked somewhere last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you happy with where you are in life? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe that you can change someone? No, I know I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever wished you could've had someone but you couldn't? Yes, the baby I lost in miscarriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would you ever fight someone over your significant other? I don't think I will. For example, my husband does not want to be with me anymore well, that is his prerogative.&amp;nbsp; It's his choice. So no, I will not fight with someone over him. I want him to stay and be happy in this marriage because he loves us (me and my daughter). If he does not love us anymore and finds someone else who can make him happy, he can pack his bags and leave.&amp;nbsp; I can even pack his bags for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-7039202102673939318?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/7039202102673939318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=7039202102673939318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/7039202102673939318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/7039202102673939318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-9-talking-in-your-sleep.html' title='Saturday 9: Talking In Your Sleep'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-6416598110758397233</id><published>2009-11-20T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:27:22.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage encounters'/><title type='text'>Baring My Soul</title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have been tough for both romel and I.&amp;nbsp; It was the roughest and toughest hurdle that we had to undergo so far.&amp;nbsp; I almost thought I would give up.&amp;nbsp; I almost did and nobody will know about it except for the two of us.&amp;nbsp; I have posts&amp;nbsp; that are left as drafts because I could not post them. When we were in the company of others, we talked to each other but when we were by ourselves, I refused to talk to him. As in! The only way by which you will notice that I have a problem is my weight loss.I think I have lost a lot of weight but I haven't really checked the weighing scale lately. Baka feeling ko lang I lost weight. Haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not over it yet., We are dealing with it. The problem is still there. Our problem is not as gross (and as doomed) as Pacman's but it is a problem nevertheless. I will never tell.&amp;nbsp; But the great thing about the problems that we have is the fact that we can always find a solution for it because we are both willing to work on our relationship.&amp;nbsp; I just love how my husband is more sensitive to me now than ever and I am more caring of him in return. We love each other more now more than ever. We are more sweet towards each other ( much to my daughter's disgust). Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a lot of hard work. Sometimes even if you work hard at it, it is never enough.&amp;nbsp; Thus, you need a whole lot of love and patience and most especially respect for the person whom you married. When married people tell you to put God in the center of your relationship for it to work, they were not kidding. When it is not enough, He will fill the gap.&amp;nbsp; My faith was the only thing that kept going throughout this ordeal. I became more active in church and in the end it was the one thing that convinced me to forgive. How can I not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-6416598110758397233?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/6416598110758397233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=6416598110758397233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/6416598110758397233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/6416598110758397233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/baring-my-soul.html' title='Baring My Soul'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-588267981036724449</id><published>2009-11-19T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:15:40.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging matters'/><title type='text'>Lesson That All Wives Should Learn</title><content type='html'>What's happening to Jinkee should be a lesson that all legal wives should learn. We should have savings of our own separate from that of our husbands.&amp;nbsp; We should have our own investments. We can never tell what the future will hold. Who knows who will be the next target of girls like Krista Ranillo?&amp;nbsp; It may be your husband! Tragic but true. If I were Jinkee, I would beat the crap out of Krista and leave Manny. But not before I secure the future of the kids and mine as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great investment venture to consider is &lt;a href="http://www.zoomcoin.com/rare-silver-coins"&gt;rare silver coin&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The mechanics are simple. You buy them from a reputable seller such as the Monex Family of Companies and you sell them when the price is good. In fact, they will be able to help you find a good buyer if you are already planning on selling them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-588267981036724449?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/588267981036724449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=588267981036724449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/588267981036724449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/588267981036724449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/lesson-that-all-wives-should-learn.html' title='Lesson That All Wives Should Learn'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-1777304828030897629</id><published>2009-11-19T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:45:47.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Hazel At Garcia Hospital</title><content type='html'>I visited my friend Hazel earlier at Garcia hospital because she was confined because of positional vertigo.&amp;nbsp; I went there after I brought my daughter to her Kumon class and went back after I got my daughter. Just like me, my daughter wanted to see her Tita Hazel and see how she was doing. Even if she is confined we had so much fun just chatting about anything we thought about at the moment. My daughter did not want to leave her Tita Hazel behind but we had to go since we still have to review for her assessment exams in Math tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope that she gets to be discharged soon because she is just raring to go home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-1777304828030897629?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/1777304828030897629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=1777304828030897629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/1777304828030897629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/1777304828030897629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/hazel-at-garcia-hospital.html' title='Hazel At Garcia Hospital'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-5164887438888606163</id><published>2009-11-19T03:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:58:35.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging matters'/><title type='text'>A Shopping Shortcut</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=91022&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dirtdevil.com%2Foutlet%2Fdirtdevilgiftguide09.aspx" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hoover and Dirt Devil&lt;/a&gt;. 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It also shows what online store you can find a specific item that you are looking for.&amp;nbsp; It shows great deals and great gift items for almost everybody in the family. It is extremely useful and very much needed this time of the year. I know I do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have so many relatives that I have to have some sort of guide to help me out.&amp;nbsp; It is also in aspx format so you can print it out quickly for easy reference. You can bring it anywhere and take it out whenever you need it.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=91022&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dirtdevil.com%2F" rel="nofollow"&gt;Dirt Devil&lt;/a&gt; is so useful that it can be used not only during this season but all throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Blog_cover" src="http://socialspark.com/uploads/socialspark/public/assets/1342/Blog_Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=91022&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fcode_of_ethics" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="SocialSpark Disclosure Badge" border="0" src="http://socialspark.com/metrics/view/post?slot_id=91022&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fimages%2Fdisclosure_badges%2Fdisclosure_badge_grey_new.png" style="border: 0pt none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-5164887438888606163?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/5164887438888606163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=5164887438888606163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/5164887438888606163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/5164887438888606163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-shortcut.html' title='A Shopping Shortcut'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-3460969623118300337</id><published>2009-11-19T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:19:59.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality shows'/><title type='text'>Certified PBB Double Up Addict</title><content type='html'>What have I been doing the past few days? Well, I have very busy with online streaming. Haha! I have been watching PBB uber online for the past 2 weeks. I know baduy right?!?!? I do not care.&amp;nbsp; If you have access, you should do so.&amp;nbsp; The real story is not what gets to be&amp;nbsp; shown at prime time.&amp;nbsp; You should see what happens behind the scenes.&amp;nbsp; It will really get your blood boiling.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I am a pbb addict and I have met and bonded with fellow online pbb addicts.&amp;nbsp; Ang dami namin! Hahahaah!&amp;nbsp; So now I know I am in trouble because I cannot stop this addiction even if I want to. I am trying to cut back on the number of hours and hopefully one day I will no longer check what is going on when it is not being shown on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wasted so much time and money because instead of doing my online work, I watch it instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know the links to the online streaming sites, just send me a message. I will give it to you. :) Just don't say that I did not warn you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-3460969623118300337?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/3460969623118300337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=3460969623118300337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/3460969623118300337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/3460969623118300337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/certified-pbb-double-up-addict.html' title='Certified PBB Double Up Addict'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-8179759717565760233</id><published>2009-11-18T14:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:18:49.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Assessment Week</title><content type='html'>This week is my daughter's assessment week. So my days are filled with making her reviewers daily and prepping her for the exams. Nights are spent doing my online work. Hehehe. Yes, it surely is a busy week. Even if I am a little bit frustrated and impatient at times. I still treasure moments like this. I know there will come a time when she will no longer approach me to teach her. There will come a time when I will not know the answer to her lessons. And there will also come a time when she will be the one to teach me. I just hope that she will have more patience for me. Hehehe. Actually, it is already happening now. she sometimes tells me what to wear and she sometimes fixes my hair.&amp;nbsp; She even gives me skin advice! I am not kidding! I cannot even tell her what shoes to wear anymore. She picks them herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing that you should know about my daughter is, she knows how to fix herself up. I am not like that. I do not care how I look like. There are days when I am lucky if I get to comb my hair twice. Good thing I have straight hair so sometimes it doesn't show. Well, I hope it doesn't. Hehehe. She lovingly touches my make-up. I sometimes see my (seldom used) make-up inside her vanity kit. Although, she knows that she is not allowed to use them yet.&amp;nbsp; If her interest in make-up doesn't wane when she gets older, I will probably ask her if she wants to go to a &lt;a href="http://www.regencybeauty.com/"&gt;Cosmetology School&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If that is her interest, why not?&amp;nbsp; We can even go together if she likes and we can build our own salon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-8179759717565760233?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/8179759717565760233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=8179759717565760233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8179759717565760233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8179759717565760233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/assessment-week.html' title='Assessment Week'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-5095976238882838240</id><published>2009-11-17T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:06:47.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walang kabuluhan'/><title type='text'>Asar</title><content type='html'>I remember I blogged about the pacman in my other blog several years ago about being the Pambansang Babaero instead of pambansang kamao.&amp;nbsp; Hay! I was not supposed to blog about this but what's happening now is really irritating. I feel for Jingkee! It is not enough that the pacman has a mistress but he has to go around with her too?!?!?!!?! Kulang nalang pagawan ng billboard for all to see!&amp;nbsp; The girl, na pwede nating itago sa initials na K.R. (HA!), even waves to people she knows and aparrantly calls out attention to herself. What does she want anyways? Money, fame?!?!&amp;nbsp; She can get that from single men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristalla, the husband always goes back to the wife. Remember that! I hope that this will happen to you someday (somebody young and sexy not necessarily prettier because you are not even pretty, you look like the bading version of your dad) so you will know how it feels to be betrayed by the one person that you have given your life to with or without money.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affected ako diba. Asar lang ako sa mga taong ganyan. OO! Guys who are taken are already taken demmit!&amp;nbsp; Buti sana if you had a past from way back, it would have been understandable but not an excuse. Pero wala..So clearly you are a gold digger. Good luck nalang sa karma mo at sa galit ng lahat ng taong may asawa sa yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-5095976238882838240?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/5095976238882838240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=5095976238882838240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/5095976238882838240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/5095976238882838240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/asar.html' title='Asar'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-1881290835349105933</id><published>2009-11-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:43:01.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing : The Over The Top Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Part One - Describe:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your hair? dry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother? a good one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father? great provider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite food? chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night? did not have one, slept for only a couple of hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite drink? cola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream/goal? to become a great mom to my daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room are you in? bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hobby? blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fear? death, mine specifically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your TV? Samsung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Pets? None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends? I have great friends. They are few but they are there whenever we need each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life? Exactly how it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood? Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're missing someone? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend? Reliable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two - The Where's?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years? any place where my daughter is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night? I was having dinner with my hubby and my daughter at Blue Wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you grow up? Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One place that I go to over and over? The mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite place to eat out? Tough question.. any chinese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish list items? a house and lot, a new car, another baby, more time with hubby, a great singing voice, and lots of spending money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you laughed? Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried? Last Thursday (November 12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Three - The What's?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that you aren't? Sexy. Hahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you did? Kissed hubby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing? shorts and shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you're not wearing? long pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite store?&amp;nbsp; Gingersnaps for my daughter's clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaah! Ang bilis! The weekend went by so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-1881290835349105933?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/1881290835349105933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=1881290835349105933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/1881290835349105933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/1881290835349105933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-over-top-meme.html' title='Sunday Stealing : The Over The Top Meme'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-8058809946647558331</id><published>2009-11-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:02:13.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Man On The Moon</title><content type='html'>1. Do you think it was important to send a man to the moon? Yes, it was important. It was one of man's greatest achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your biggest fear? Dying because I will be leaving my daughter behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If someone hung a sign around your neck today, what would it say and why? Sad woman walking (ala dead man walking). hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the longest line that you've stood in and was it worth it? Probably the line in the US Embassy. I was applying for a USA visa at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. As the holidays approach, what song are looking forward to hearing again? None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whose music do you think is the most important of your generation's? Man in the Mirror by Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you find it is to be kind to strangers? Give an example. Hmm. I do not understand the question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When do usually lose your patience? When my daughter does not listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there a book that you're dying to see as a movie? Yes, right now it's New Moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-8058809946647558331?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/8058809946647558331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=8058809946647558331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8058809946647558331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/8058809946647558331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-9-man-on-moon.html' title='Saturday 9: Man On The Moon'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-6700983640710194542</id><published>2009-11-13T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:10:02.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fil-in'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-In</title><content type='html'>1.  The last band I saw live was &lt;strong&gt;98 Degrees&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;2.  What I look forward to most on Christmas is &lt;strong&gt;seeing the happy faces of people whom you have given gifts to&lt;/strong&gt;. (if you don't celebrate thanksgiving, insert your favorite holiday)&lt;br /&gt;3.  My Christmas/holiday shopping is &lt;strong&gt;usually starts by the end of November and ends on the eve of Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Thoughts of &lt;strong&gt;you can&lt;/strong&gt; fill my head.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I wish I could wear &lt;strong&gt;my old clothes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Bagpipes &lt;strong&gt;is a musical instrument&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7.  And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;doing my new task and finishing all my pending tasks&lt;/strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;strong&gt;attending the YC practice in the morning for the presentation on the 20th and another practice in the afternoon for Sunday's praise and worship&lt;/strong&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;strong&gt;rest&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-6700983640710194542?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/6700983640710194542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=6700983640710194542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/6700983640710194542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/6700983640710194542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-fill-in.html' title='Friday Fill-In'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-6226215215380433671</id><published>2009-11-09T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:32:29.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: The Strange Question Meme 2</title><content type='html'>26. What color is your watch? I have plenty (white, silver, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you think of when you hear “Australia”? kangaroos, my boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Would you strip for money? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? there are times when I do not want to get out of the car but most of the time I usually go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite number? 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who’s the last person you talked to on the phone? My husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans today?&amp;nbsp; Its already 10:49 pm so it's sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. In how many states have you lived? just 1 although I visited many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Biggest annoyance right now? my daughter's nanny. she keeps on transferring items from one compartment to the next. It is hard to look for the things that my daughter needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Last song listened to? Days of the week.. Monday (La, la, la) Tuesday (la, la, la)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a maid service clean your house? no. we have a regular household help who does that for us.&amp;nbsp; No need to call a maid service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time? it's a tie between crocs alice (pearl) and crocs lily (black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you jealous of anyone? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Is anyone jealous of you? none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love anyone? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do any of your friends have children? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you usually do during the day? surf the net, write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you use the word hello daily? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What color is your car? blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What size wedding ring do you wear? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you thinking about someone right now? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever been to Six Flags? I was supposed to but plans changed at that time so no I was not able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. How did you get your worst scar? I tripped and fell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-6226215215380433671?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/6226215215380433671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=6226215215380433671&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/6226215215380433671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/6226215215380433671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-strange-question-meme-2.html' title='Sunday Stealing: The Strange Question Meme 2'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-276918667305297072</id><published>2009-11-09T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:30:35.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging matters'/><title type='text'>Property Management</title><content type='html'>So many homeowners here in our city are selling their properties because of what happened last month.&amp;nbsp; I do not blame them. It was really traumatic. Thus, the land that were priced at 10 Million Pesos is now down to 1 million.&amp;nbsp; I do not know if any body will be interested in buying them because of the trauma that the place experienced. But land is still in land so I am sure it is still a good investment. You do not have to live on it, you can just buy the land and see what happens. Who know? Maybe it's value will increase again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe these homeowners should seek the advice of somebody who is an expert in &lt;a href="http://www.rpmmidwest.com/"&gt;Real Property Management&lt;/a&gt;.  It will not hurt. In fact, a company called RPM Midwest has received the "Franchise of the Year - Honorable Mention" award.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know there are also a lot of people who are looking for people who will rent their apartments and it is hard for them to just rent it out to anybody. They need people who will not only use the place but they also need them to take care of it.&amp;nbsp; So RPM Midwest is a real great place to contact if you want somebody to manage your place. They help the owners find people who will buy or rent the place. They collect the rental fee and they inspect the property at least thrice per year to make sure that the people who are making use of it are taking care of the place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-276918667305297072?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/276918667305297072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=276918667305297072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/276918667305297072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/276918667305297072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/property-management.html' title='Property Management'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-5568511954980254441</id><published>2009-11-07T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:14:43.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Be True To Your School</title><content type='html'>1. What was your favorite subject in high school? Trigonometry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you watch reality shows? Which ones? Yes, right now it's PBB Double Up. I even watch it via online streaming. That is how addicted I am to it. I also watch American Idol, Exiled, and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite all time reality show? American Idol, PBB, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you feel "reality" shows are real or are they faked? There were times when I think that the scenarios were cooked. Hehehe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What did you look like when you were a teenager? secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whose advice do you listen to? Right now, my husband, mom, my sisters and my friends. Basically the people around me. I always listen to what they tell me and I take it into consideration before I make any decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How often are you sick? Rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like or dislike change? I dislike change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many times in your life have you had a broken heart? Once. Yes, only once. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15241158-5568511954980254441?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/5568511954980254441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=5568511954980254441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/5568511954980254441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/5568511954980254441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-9-be-true-to-your-school.html' title='Saturday 9: Be True To Your School'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15241158.post-422903825703243064</id><published>2009-11-04T15:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:09:59.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>Don't go watching it if you do not have the heart or should I say the balls for it.  I was able to watch it yesterday, I downloaded it via the internet.  It messes with your mind.    It did with mine yesterday and it still does today. To tell you the truth, I haven't had much sleep last night.  I woke up at the tiniest sound. I kept on looking behind my back.  The lights even flickered twice here during the part when the girl and the boy rushed out and the house was left all alone and the videocam was in the living room.  I do not even want to think about it anymore because some of the things the girl was saying happened to me too such as the shadow, the noises, etc. But I know that what I experienced was nothing compared to what they experienced in the movie.   It was just horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Paranormal Activity to me is the scariest movie of all time.  It defeated the Exorcist and all other scary movies that were ever made. I do not even think that kids should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I will be watching it again with my sisters  as soon as they release it on the big screen.   For sure I will be covering my eyes and my ears the whole time. Besides there are three versions when it comes to the ending.  They say that the ending of the movie that is circulating on the world wide web is different from the ending that is going to be shown on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a young, middle class couple moves into what seems like a typi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cal suburban "starter" tract house, they become increasingly disturbed by a presence that may or may not be demonic, but is certainly most active in the middle of the night. Especially when they sleep. Or try to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuaIfw8anHI/SvEyOwJFraI/AAAAAAAAFg0/kReueSwHehI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuaIfw8anHI/SvEyOwJFraI/AAAAAAAAFg0/kReueSwHehI/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400152657216515490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even Steven Spielberg was spooked out and he does not even scare easily.  Check out what happened to him &lt;a href="http://www.newkerala.com/nkfullnews-1-142064.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/15241158-422903825703243064?l=ybabie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/feeds/422903825703243064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15241158&amp;postID=422903825703243064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/422903825703243064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15241158/posts/default/422903825703243064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ybabie.blogspot.com/2009/11/paranormal-activity.html' title='Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>i'm babie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18009129332553406707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00195746559141864733'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KuaIfw8anHI/SvEyOwJFraI/AAAAAAAAFg0/kReueSwHehI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>