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  <title>just me.</title>
  <subtitle>bits and pieces of my life.</subtitle>
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    <name>architect.bevs</name>
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  <updated>2009-02-10T07:05:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:39730</id>
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    <title>war of the worlds.</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T05:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T05:15:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>savage garden - affirmation</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The folks who know the truth aren't talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who don't have a clue,&lt;br /&gt;...you can't shut them up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tom Waits~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so damned true that some people just can't help feeling guilty about it! i forwarded this to family and friends, and some of them will reply about how inspiring the messages are from &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com/"&gt;Mountainwings&lt;/a&gt;... but this ONE person replied so differently, it's hilarious!!! maybe SHE got so sensitive that the message was pertaining to her (obviously guilty!). but i never thought she'd even react the way she did. i think the words hurt her ego so much, she just can't SHUT UP again. their minds are becoming so obsolete about what's happening in this god-forsaken world, it's a pity though. you don't know about the truth, that's why you just can't shut your mouth up!!! you can't accept your own faults that you just have to find a way to cover up for it. who has been calling people (esp. my parents) to say i'm getting married and that i said goodnight to a weirdo who harrassed me in your own house? you can't brag to my parents that i'm safe in your house, because i don't feel safe even when i'm with your family!!! i've been crying when that weirdo harrassed me and all you did was sit and stare on the TV, and worse, let that maniac sleep some more on the bedroom where i'm sleeping. if you're not an idiot in the first place, why'd you even let a man sleep in a bedroom where ladies are sleeping!!! it's f**kin' bullshit!!! those people who really know me won't believe any word you say, so don't expect my parents believing those lies you've been telling them. *smirking a laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god knows the truth and in everything you did, you'll get something in return for that. believe in karma once in a while. it might do your life some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the reason why i can't wait to leave Dubai. but you can't stand the thought of me having a great time on my vacation that you just have to go home also and ruin it for me!!! you're probably scheming your next plans on how to sabotage my family and my life!!! i hope that when all of this is over, i'd wake up as if from a terrible nightmare and completely forget that i've ever been related to you. go to canada, migrate wherever you want, for all i care. the farther away, the better!!! i won't invite you even for my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew, this is really a mad entry, sorry for that, guys. i just really had to get this out now!!! the next entries will be better. *fuming mad*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:39532</id>
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    <title>a broken sonnet</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T14:48:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T14:48:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hale - broken sonnet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"And now i concede &lt;br /&gt;On the night of this fifteenth song &lt;br /&gt;Of melancholy, of melancholy &lt;br /&gt;And in this next line &lt;br /&gt;I’ll say it all over again &lt;br /&gt;That i love you, i love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what they say &lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what they do &lt;br /&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll leave my fears behind &lt;br /&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me &lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me &lt;br /&gt;And i will never let go &lt;br /&gt;Will never let go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the song: &lt;br /&gt;Broken Sonnet&lt;br /&gt;by: Hale</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:39169</id>
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    <title>simply, a happy day.</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T14:17:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T06:39:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hale - d day u said goodnight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 285px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/july%202005/20050703-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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hehe! candid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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just a foolish addict of tumblers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 202px; height: 270px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/july%202005/20050703-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
yum. just what i need with dubai's heatwave.&lt;br&gt;
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went out for lunch. had some thai food: hammour fish,
sauced beef, veggies and noodles. looked around shops for things i
might wanna buy before going home, but i did not felt like shopping
yet. maybe i wasn't in the mood. on thursday, probably. i just bought a
starbucks tumbler to add to my collection and had a mocha frap to freshen me up
on the way back to work. today's okay. not too much pressure from the
boss (he's home and sick), and i was able to go out after a
long time. i'll bet you'll never guess how long that was... hah!!!&lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:39074</id>
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    <title>bye, tita es and kacee.</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T07:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T07:48:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i am sam ost  - blackbird</lj:music>
    <content type="html">june 26: kacee and tita es went in my office and we had a wonderful
lunch of pizza hut and KFC. it's my way of saying "thanks and bye" to
them because they're leaving the next day for manila. they'll be
waiting for kacee's exam results, if she passes it, then she'll be able
to work as a nurse here in dubai. we had photos taken in my office,
most of them with kacee trying out the water closets, bidets, and bath
tubs that we have on display. i'll just post these ones which are not
too funny and naughty. ; )&lt;br&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:38858</id>
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    <title>fishy fishy.</title>
    <published>2005-07-03T07:30:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-03T07:33:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i am sam ost  - mother nature's son</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last month, we've been visiting tito eugene's house and i was quite
amused with their marine aquarium, and i took photos and videos of
these wonderful creatures. we also went to a pet store where i got a
few more photos of the colorful fishes. i'm just utterly amused, esp.
with the starfishes. =) i'm sorry though, because i don't know their names or species.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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found which one is nemo???&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:38266</id>
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    <title>love is happiness.</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T13:01:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T06:43:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i'll be</lj:music>
    <content type="html">finally got the ticket for my vacation
leave. yipee!!! i'll be flying with &lt;a href="http://www.emirates.com/"&gt;emirates&lt;/a&gt; on the 15th of
july... i can't wait any longer. i'll be seeing my family and friends
very soon. the more i think of philippines, the more i seem to forget
the deadlines of my projects. lol. i don't know, but i just really
can't concentrate at work anymore. =D though i was kinda pissed off
that i got the 8:20 am flight instead of the 3:20 am, i'm feeling more
excited than ever. &lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:37908</id>
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    <title>am i a good kisser???</title>
    <published>2005-06-25T06:29:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-25T06:51:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>all of me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Passionate Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/passionate.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;							  If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story.&lt;br /&gt;							  You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses.&lt;br /&gt;							  A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Expert Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/expert.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity.&lt;br /&gt;							  You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off.&lt;br /&gt;							  And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave.&lt;br /&gt;							  When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:37816</id>
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    <title>daughters.</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T07:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T07:37:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>john mayer - daughters</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughters&lt;br /&gt;by: &lt;a href="http://www.johnmayer.com/"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a girl&lt;br /&gt;She puts the color inside of my world&lt;br /&gt;She's just like a maze&lt;br /&gt;Where all of the walls all continually change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've done all I can&lt;br /&gt;To stand on the steps with my heart in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's got nothing to do with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you see that skin&lt;br /&gt;It's the same she's been standing in&lt;br /&gt;Since the day she saw him walking away&lt;br /&gt;Now she's left cleaning up the mess he made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys you can break&lt;br /&gt;You find out how much they can take&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be strong and boys soldier on&lt;br /&gt;But boys would be gone without warmth of a woman's good, good heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of every man, looking out for every girl&lt;br /&gt;You are the god and the weight of her world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters, too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way, some things brought a lot of sense to me... hmmm...</content>
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    <title>every thing happens for a reason...</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T06:20:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T06:47:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>travis - let's watch the flowers grow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">all of us have heard this phrase at one moment of our life or another. i was reading an lj friend's journal this morning, and somehow these words got stuck on my mind... i realized i was not alone in my misery. most of my life, i've been quiet, but i just can't keep all the anger hidden anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why some people are just so good at making other people's lives miserable. i admit that i'm not a perfect person as a whole, but reminiscing 20 years of my life, i realized that everything i did in my life was done to please every one else. i love my parents, i love them so much and i'd do every thing for them. i want them to always feel proud and happy for me. they had high expectations for me, but i understood that they only want the best for me. i know their sacrifices and how they worked hard to give their children the best education possible. and in return, i want to do everything i can to make them happy. i don't feel that it's an obligation of a child to take care of her parents, but that's the way love works. i want to be there for them till they're old, and i assured them i'll never ever forget all the things they taught me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, why am i saying these now? because i can feel they're sad and worried for me... because, believe it or not, there are really selfish people in this world who doesn't want to see anybody else happy. to the extent, that they'll call up my parents and say made-up stories which would really worry parents for a reason. why do you even have to make such a big deal out of my life anyway? it's not as if i'm 15 yrs. old that thinking about marriage should have me condemned for life. my parents have no problem about me getting married in the near future, so what the hell is your problem???? i'm 24, i've dreamed of my perfect wedding a couple of times (i think every girl does?), and you go around with your friends, talking lies about me behind my back. i don't think i'm the one who's immature in this aspect, but you are!!! i'm trying to keep whatever respect i have left for you, but if you give anymore problems to my family, i won't be able to control myself anymore. i just want you to be out of my life. i won't give a damn about you till the day i die. forgive and forget. oh, how i wish i could do that after all you've done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing though, no matter how much you try to ruin my life, why is it that you don't seem to be succeeding? all the things you've been doing will come back to you, one way or another. so, stop disturbing my parents and solve your family problem first, before you even try getting into my life. after all the lies you said, you just showed how immature you really are. remove the mask, and show your real face, will you? i pity you.</content>
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    <title>tell me about you n' more...</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T11:46:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T06:51:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bandemonium disk 4</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question1" value="TELL+ME+ABOUT+YOURSELF+-+The+Survey"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type1" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;beverley anne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question2" value="Name%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type2" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;october 15, 1981&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question3" value="Birthday%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type3" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;st. luke's, quezon city&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question4" value="Birthplace%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type4" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dubai, UAE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question5" value="Current+Location%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type5" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dark brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question6" value="Eye+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type6" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question7" value="Hair+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type7" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question8" value="Height%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type8" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question9" value="Right+Handed+or+Left+Handed%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type9" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;filipino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question10" value="Your+Heritage%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type10" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;charles &amp; keith beige sandals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question11" value="The+Shoes+You+Wore+Today%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type11" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dolphins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question12" value="Your+Weakness%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type12" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cockroaches, snakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question13" value="Your+Fears%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type13" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;with everything!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question14" value="Your+Perfect+Pizza%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type14" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;resign from my current job. wicked.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question15" value="Goal+You+Would+Like+To+Achieve+This+Year%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type15" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ei!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question16" value="Your+Most+Overused+Phrase+On+an+instant+messenger%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type16" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;take a shower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question17" value="Thoughts+First+Waking+Up%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type17" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i dunno&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question18" value="Your+Best+Physical+Feature%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type18" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;any from 10pm till 5am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question19" value="Your+Bedtime%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type19" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;my hun waking me up in d morning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question20" value="Your+Most+Missed+Memory%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type20" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;coke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question21" value="Pepsi+or+Coke%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type21" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;burger king&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question22" value="MacDonalds+or+Burger+King%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type22" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;single&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question23" value="Single+or+Group+Dates%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type23" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question24" value="Lipton+Ice+Tea+or+Nestea%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type24" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question25" value="Chocolate+or+Vanilla%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type25" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cappucino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question26" value="Cappuccino+or+Coffee%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type26" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i tried once or twice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question27" value="Do+you+Smoke%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type27" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Swear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;when i'm damn mad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question28" value="Do+you+Swear%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type28" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;privately&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question29" value="Do+you+Sing%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type29" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;of course!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question30" value="Do+you+Shower+Daily%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type30" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yesh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question31" value="Have+you+Been+in+Love%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type31" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td 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value="Do+you+get+along+with+your+Parents%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type38" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question39" value="Do+you+like+Thunderstorms%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type39" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you play an Instrument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i wanted to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question40" value="Do+you+play+an+Instrument%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type40" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;astii martini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question41" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Drank+Alcohol%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type41" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Smoked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question42" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Smoked%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type42" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question43" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Drugs%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type43" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question44" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+on+a+Date%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type44" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" 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name="type54" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever Shoplifted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question55" value="Ever+Shoplifted%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type55" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;peacefully&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question56" value="How+do+you+want+to+Die%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type56" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;an architect, i'm almost there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question57" value="What+do+you+want+to+be+when+you+Grow+Up%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type57" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;US/UK/japan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question58" value="What+country+would+you+most+like+to+Visit%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type58" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question59" value="In+a+Boy%2FGirl.."&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type59" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;any&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question60" value="Favourite+Eye+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type60" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question61" value="Favourite+Hair+Color%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type61" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;any&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question62" value="Short+or+Long+Hair%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type62" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;not shorter than me, of course&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question63" value="Height%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type63" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;doesn't bother me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question64" value="Weight%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type64" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best Clothing Style:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;anything he wants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question65" value="Best+Clothing+Style%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type65" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question66" value="Number+of+Drugs+I+have+taken%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type66" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of CDs I own:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;200++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question68" value="Number+of+CDs+I+own%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type68" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question69" value="Number+of+Piercings%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type69" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question70" value="Number+of+Tattoos%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type70" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a few&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question71" value="Number+of+things+in+my+Past+I+Regret%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type71" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r e l a t i o n s h i p s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. who are your best friends? they know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;02. do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s p e c i f i c s&lt;br /&gt;01. do you do drugs? no.&lt;br /&gt;02. what kind of shampoo do you use? clairol herbal essentials or pantene.&lt;br /&gt;03. what are you most scared of? losing my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;04. what are you listening to right now? bandemonium series.&lt;br /&gt;05. who is the last person that called you? apple.&lt;br /&gt;06. where do you want to get married? the beach, during sunset.&lt;br /&gt;07. how many buddies are online right now? 7.&lt;br /&gt;08. what would you change about yourself? they say i trust too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f a v o r i t e s&lt;br /&gt;01. color: lavender.&lt;br /&gt;02. food: pasta, pizza... &lt;br /&gt;03. name your boy: matthew&lt;br /&gt;04. name your girl: charlize&lt;br /&gt;05. subjects in school: english and architectural design&lt;br /&gt;06. animals: dogs, cats, fishes, birds&lt;br /&gt;07. sports: volleyball, tennis, badminton, swimming&lt;br /&gt;08. perfume: dolce &amp; gabbana's light blue victoria secret's love spell&lt;br /&gt;09. cologne: victoria's secret - love spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h a v e | y o u | e v e r&lt;br /&gt;01. given anyone a bath? lol. aside my dog?&lt;br /&gt;02. smoked? tried.&lt;br /&gt;03. bungee jumped? no.&lt;br /&gt;04. made yourself throw up? nope.&lt;br /&gt;05. skinny dipped? no.&lt;br /&gt;06: ever been in love? yes.&lt;br /&gt;07. made yourself cry to get out of trouble? yes.&lt;br /&gt;08. pictured your crush naked? no.&lt;br /&gt;09. actually seen your crush naked? no.&lt;br /&gt;10. cried when someone died? yes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;11. lied: yes. who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;12. fallen for your best friend? before.&lt;br /&gt;13. been rejected? once or twice. they regretted it though. =)&lt;br /&gt;14. rejected someone? yes, guilt is still there.&lt;br /&gt;15. used someone? not intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;16. done something you regret? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c u r r e n t&lt;br /&gt;clothes: skirt and sleeveless&lt;br /&gt;music: bandemonium&lt;br /&gt;smell: D&amp;G's light blue&lt;br /&gt;favorite artist: lots&lt;br /&gt;favorite group: the corrs&lt;br /&gt;desktop picture: anne geddes (baby in a flower)&lt;br /&gt;cd in player: bandemonium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a r e | y o u&lt;br /&gt;understanding: yes.&lt;br /&gt;open-minded: yes.&lt;br /&gt;arrogant: no.&lt;br /&gt;interesting: i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;hungry: just had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;smart: a little.&lt;br /&gt;moody: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;hardworking: depends on my day's mood.&lt;br /&gt;organized: most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;healthy: only when i realize i'm gaining weight a bit too fast.&lt;br /&gt;shy: with new peeps, yes.&lt;br /&gt;attractive: i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;bored easily: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;responsible: most of the time. i guess i am.&lt;br /&gt;obsessed: with cute stuffs, yesh.&lt;br /&gt;angry: i can control it as much as i want to, but i can also explode like a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;sad: when i'm in sharjah.&lt;br /&gt;disappointed: of people who you thought you can trust and respect, but really CAN'T.&lt;br /&gt;happy: i'm very easy to please. =)&lt;br /&gt;hyper: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;trusting: yes, i trust too much, that's why i get hurt easily as well. &lt;br /&gt;talkative: sometimes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;legal: i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w h o | d o | y o u | w a n n a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap: those who like saying lies about people.&lt;br /&gt;get high with: nobody. no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;look like: some said i looked like salma hayek. lol.&lt;br /&gt;talk to offline: anyone.&lt;br /&gt;talk to online: anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w h i c h | i s | b e t t e r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coke or pepsi: any.&lt;br /&gt;flowers or candy: both. i also keep the dried petals or wrappers esp. if they're from some1 special.&lt;br /&gt;tall or short: medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n u m b e r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of times i have had my heart broken: a few times.&lt;br /&gt;of hearts i have broken: a few of them as well.&lt;br /&gt;of girls i've kissed: never tried.&lt;br /&gt;of continents i have lived in: asia, middle east.&lt;br /&gt;of tight friends: a lot.&lt;br /&gt;of cds i own: hundreds (dvd/vcd/audio)&lt;br /&gt;of scars on my body: i scar easily from insect bites, got to have medications ready all d time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aoitenshi/"&gt;jullienne&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <title>July 15 - Sept 06: TO-DO List.</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T07:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T07:03:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chances Are</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_aoitenshi' lj:user='aoitenshi' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://aoitenshi.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://aoitenshi.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;aoitenshi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  helped
me prepare a to-do list for my 7 weeks vacation. being the OC that she
is (she admitted), she's just way too much organized about these things than i am...
let's just see, how much of the things on the list i'll be able to get done.
that'll be the thrill!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Note: the italicized items are from julls, and the normal text are the ones i added on the list: =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Our to-do list (so far):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
- Hang out in each other's houses and around the village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
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- Go out with the peeps here (erm, Mark? haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
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- Work out together, yaaargh. &lt;/span&gt;[this one's a real must!]&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
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- Shop, go out for coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
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- Nightout! With Aleq, and whoever. but i'd love to hang out with you and aleq, chaperone ako! lol.]&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
- &lt;/span&gt;Swim at least 2 hrs. everyday. it's the best exercise i've proved to be effective, so far.&lt;br&gt;
- Check my friends' / relatives' schedules to make a more detailed list of whom i can go with and when. =)&lt;br&gt;
- Go to malls and hangout with whoever's available. (most peeps will either be at work or school, that's why)&lt;br&gt;
- If it's not yet too late, go to the beach! either boracay, batangas,
pangasinan, or wherever. (hope summer's not all finished yet!)&lt;br&gt;
- Spa / Sauna / Salon. &lt;br&gt;
- Watch lots of movies!!! &lt;br&gt;
- Pet shopping. I'm planning to start a marine aquarium and maybe buy a shih tzu. =)&lt;br&gt;
- Stay overnight at a friend's house??? (any volunteers?)&lt;br&gt;
- Gardening and baking when there's no other option but to stay home. &lt;br&gt;
- Update my friendster!!! at last!&lt;br&gt;
- Visit lots of places: Tagaytay, La Union and Baguio. places in other regions would also be nice, if possible. &lt;br&gt;
- Meet hunny's family, of course. &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
Add these specifics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring Bevs to Lush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
- Let her know what a margarita tastes like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
- Teach Julls how to cook.&lt;br&gt;
- &lt;/span&gt;Tour Bevs around Makati or anywhere else.&lt;br&gt;
- Help her upgrade her home pc. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
- &lt;/span&gt;Tell her the latest stuff in the philipines: fashion, books, make-up, etc. (coz i'm totally outdated!)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i'll add up a few more later... i'm still thinking what else to do when i get back home... ;)&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>harvey nichols.</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T11:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-10T07:05:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the way you look at me</lj:music>
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June 7, 2005: Congratulations, tita apple, and tito boyet!!! it's kinda
late after the news of confirmation, but i want you to know that i'm
very happy for both of you. god bless and hope Harvey Nichols (cute
name regardless of gender) will grow to be a kind and cute, healthy
baby. =) just in right timing for my wedding day, he or she can be the
flower girl or the ring bearer. ain't that cute??? yipeee!!!&lt;br&gt;
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hmmmm... it'll be a couple years more before that happens, i want a
special wedding of my own and i want it well-planned and designed by me
(with the groom, of course), and i won't let other people ruin those
plans for me. oh, and to clear things up, i'm not getting married next
week or next month, okay??? i don't want to hear any more rumors of me
getting married this year, it's really funny, don't you think? that
your parents hear about you getting married from other people, and it
shocks you more than it shocks the hell out of them!!! it's really
crazy... tsk. tsk. good thing my parents didn't have a heart attack.
that perfect wedding is already in my dreams for now, and when i'm
finally sure of the venue and date, i'll send you guys an invitation,
okay??? &lt;br&gt;

just makes me wonder... when will i post a picture of me with my preggy tummy??? *grins* let's just wait and see... =)</content>
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    <title>thinking about dad.</title>
    <published>2005-06-19T08:57:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-19T09:04:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>butterfly kisses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my life's in a turmoil at the moment, and being it's father's day, i can't help but miss my father's warm embrace and kind words. tears had overwhelmed me no matter how i tried to keep it inside. how i wish i can run up to his arms again where i'll forever feel safe and loved. ='( i love you, pa. hope wou'll always remember that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my wedding day, i want to have a dance with my father with the song that always brings tears in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Butterfly Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two things I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;She was sent here from heaven&lt;br /&gt;And she’s daddy’s little girl&lt;br /&gt;As I drop to my knees by her bed at night&lt;br /&gt;She talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God for all the joy in my life, &lt;br /&gt;but most of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer&lt;br /&gt;Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;"Walk beside the pony daddy, it’s my first ride."&lt;br /&gt;"I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong, &lt;br /&gt;I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;To deserve a hug every morning&lt;br /&gt;And butterfly kisses at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sixteen today&lt;br /&gt;She’s looking like her momma &lt;br /&gt;a little more every day&lt;br /&gt;One part woman, the other part girl&lt;br /&gt;To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls&lt;br /&gt;Trying her wings in a great big world. &lt;br /&gt;But I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer&lt;br /&gt;Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;"You know how much I love you daddy, &lt;br /&gt;but if you don’t mind,&lt;br /&gt;I’m only going to kiss you on cheek this time.&lt;br /&gt;"With all that I’ve done wrong, &lt;br /&gt;I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;To deserve a hug every morning&lt;br /&gt;And butterfly kisses at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the precious time&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind, the years go by&lt;br /&gt;Precious butterfly, spread your wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’ll change her name today&lt;br /&gt;She’ll make a promise, and I’ll give her away&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the bride room just staring at her&lt;br /&gt;She asked me what I’m thinking, and I said, &lt;br /&gt;"I’m not sure,I just feel like I’m losing my baby girl."&lt;br /&gt;Then she leaned over... &lt;br /&gt;and gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses, with her mama there&lt;br /&gt;Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;"Walk me down the aisle daddy, it’s just about time."&lt;br /&gt;"Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?" &lt;br /&gt;"Daddy don’t cry.&lt;br /&gt;"With all that I’ve done wrong, &lt;br /&gt;I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;To deserve a hug every morning&lt;br /&gt;And butterfly kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t ask God for more, man, this is what love is&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ve gotta let her go, but I’ll always remember&lt;br /&gt;Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's also an article i've read on &lt;a href="http://www.purposedrivenlife.com/absolutenm3/templates/articles.aspx?articleid=1089&amp;amp;zoneid=32"&gt;purpose driven life&lt;/a&gt;. i want to keep it here on my lj so i can read it back whenever i miss my dad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking About Dad On Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;Getting a Good Dad-Attitude&lt;br /&gt;June 14, 2005 - by Dr. John Townsend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day is a day dedicated to Dad - to give honor to our respective fathers as the men who helped mold and form us. Father's Day is a good time for deepening our understanding of what fathering is all about, and for reflecting on how we were parented. One cannot overstate the importance of the fathering we receive. God, in His role as Eternal Father, has appointed human dads as His vehicle for creating and nurturing the qualities He wants to develop within us. Our earthly fathers have a profound impact on how we turn out as adults. I'd like to offer some insights into fathering and suggest how you might mend those gaps in your life where Dad's parenting failed to meet your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two tasks of fathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament, the Hebrew word for "father" connotes benevolence and protection. This is a wonderful summary of the good things God intended fathers to bring to their children. Let's see what these two aspects of fathering are about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benevolence has to do with kindness: a good dad brings warmth and caring to his kids. He makes them feel safe and secure and totally accepted, no matter what their faults and failings. This translates into children who are able to receive love and care from God and other people, and to give it as well. They become relationally-based individuals in the world. The dad who spends time listening, talking, and simply being connected to his children brings benevolence to their hearts, souls, and emerging character. In relating to his children, a good dad lavishes this love and benevolence on them: "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!" (I John 3:1, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protection, on the other hand, relates to a father's strength in guarding his children from harm or evil. This protection helps kids grow into strong, responsible, and free adults, ready to encounter the world and take their place in it. A dad protects by keeping his children away from harmful influences or people. He also protects them from their own immaturity and impulsivity by correcting, guiding, and disciplining them. His children experience his guidance and protection and eventually become responsible grown-ups, able to protect themselves: "For you know that we dealt with each of you as a father deals with his own children, encouraging, comforting and urging you to live lives worthy of God." (I Thess. 2:11-12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things don't go as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the best of intentions, however, human dads make mistakes in parenting, some small and some large (as a father of two teens, I know this very well). As you reflect on the fathering you have received, you may be aware of some lacks. Instead of a father's benevolence, you may have experienced emotional distance and harshness, or instead of protection, inconsistency and lack of structure. Or perhaps you experienced benevolence and protection some of the time, but not enough to fill your needs. These problems affect how we view God, ourselves and others, and they get in the way of our spiritual, emotional, and personal lives. We end up with wounded hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God in His wisdom, however, has provided for the repair and healing of whatever did not go right in our fathering. He offers us the resources to transform our woundedness and neediness into wholeness and completion. He is a father Himself, and a healer, and He is our prime resource: "O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me" (Ps. 30:2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second resource is His Word, which has power to help us grow up anew: "He sent forth his word and healed them; he rescued them from the grave" (Ps. 107:20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's people are a third major resource we can draw on to help us grow and change: "God sets the lonely in families" (Ps. 68:6). We are helped the most when we combine all three of these resources into some form of spiritual growth process, in particular, the type of growth process you find in a small group setting. There, in an environment of safety and love, you can receive whatever care, acceptance, encouragement, structure, and wisdom you did not receive from Dad. Submitting to such a growth process gives you (and Dad) a second chance at life and a future full of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Father's Day, let's strike a balance between gratefulness and forgiveness. We can be grateful to our dads for filling the position and role God gave them in our lives, and for providing whatever degree of benevolence and protection they were able to. At the same time, we can forgive them for what they did not provide, and find the fathering we need elsewhere, so that God can finish what He started in us. In this way, we will honor both Dad and our God and receive the blessings of growth that God intended all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you this Father's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:35335</id>
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    <title>sunset on a friday.</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T08:44:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T09:07:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the corrs - only when i sleep</lj:music>
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sunset by the sharjah corniche&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
fun, fun friday!!! yay!!!&lt;br&gt;
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June 10, 2005: it was already 4am when i got to sleep after the
&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/beverley_anne/35144.html?nc=4"&gt;party
at le jardin&lt;/a&gt; and stopping by tito eugene's place to see their
new-born baby Kathrine. i prepared chicken curry for lunch, and we all
enjoyed it (me, tita mhy, tita apple, and tito boyet). then, we
prepared to go for mass. it's been a while since i last attended a
tagalog mass at St. Mary's.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
after the mass, we headed for &lt;a href="http://www.deiracitycentre.com/dcc/Index.HTML"&gt;city
center&lt;/a&gt;. i did some shopping at &lt;a href="http://www.ikeadubai.com/content/main.asp"&gt;IKEA&lt;/a&gt;. i'm
planning to redecorate my bedroom during my vacation so i got some
stuffs. teehee!!! i'm excited! *grins* (hope my mom will allow me to paint on the walls. hah!) then, we had snacks at the food court,
some chinese food, KFC, and BK. we also drove around dubai, passed by
bur dubai, and karama, until we were heading back to sharjah, and we
thought of stopping by the new landscaped corniche. good time to see
the sunset as well. i was tired and sleepy after this weekend, but it
was all worth the fun.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:35144</id>
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    <title>le jardin at raddison hotel.</title>
    <published>2005-06-12T14:45:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T08:12:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fall again - maid in manhattan OST</lj:music>
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&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 248px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-080.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 289px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-084.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style="width: 208px; height: 290px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-078.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
feelin' so girly-girly&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 268px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
tita apple makulit!!!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 458px; height: 339px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-089.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
nicoli and bevs&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 340px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
boyet, nicoli, bevs, mhylen. flower power!!!&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 249px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-044.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
happy 41st birthday, tito rodge! (40pcs. of fruits + 1 candle) lol.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 250px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-045.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
blow the candle...&lt;br&gt;
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shocks, i look so chubby!!! =(&lt;br&gt;
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dindin and the feeling-father.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 247px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-057.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 247px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b80/beverley_anne3/raddison%20hotel/20050609-111.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
soon-to-be-daddy + soon-to-be-mommy&lt;br&gt;
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apple, bevs, mhylen&lt;br&gt;
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bevs, mhylen, tito nol&lt;br&gt;
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just me!!! =)&lt;br&gt;
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d view of le jardin...&lt;br&gt;
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by the mini koi pond.&lt;br&gt;
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tita del, tita janet and nicoli&lt;br&gt;
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tito leo, d celebrant, tita mary ann, and tito eric&lt;br&gt;
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tito nol, tito yet, dindin, hansel, tito eugene&lt;br&gt;
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blooming si tita mhy. lol. =D&lt;br&gt;
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the bedroom at the deluxe suite&lt;br&gt;
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pose!!!&lt;br&gt;
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the sitting area of the suite. apple, boyet, rodge, gina, eugene.&lt;br&gt;
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same faces at the dining area of the suite.&lt;br&gt;
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sweet dreams...&lt;br&gt;
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June 9, 2005: tito rodge's birthday celebration at the le jardin
restaurant of &lt;a href="http://www.sharjah.radissonsas.com/"&gt;raddison hotel in
sharjah&lt;/a&gt;. it was supposed to be a surprise party, but when he saw the
long table with a reservation note on the table, he knew immediately
that it was not only a dinner for three. not much to tell about that
night... just eating, chatting with familiar faces, and more eating...
lol. hmmm... though i have lots of photos because that's what we've
been doing
the whole night. *grins* &lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

food was great, mostly seafoods... prawns, paella, hammour, seafood
salads... yum. but i loved the variety of dessert on the buffet (i
forgot to take a photo of that, though. *frowns*) the ambience of the
place was nice, koi pond, natural trees on an inside setting... perfect
to be with a special person for a date. haha!!! and since my uncle and
his family gets to stay overnight in one of the luxury suites in the
hotel (bigger than a 3-bedroom flat), tita apple and tito boyet stayed
with us on the flat after we visited tita noemi's baby kathrine.</content>
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    <title>coffee madness.</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T14:11:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T14:16:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heather nova - like lovers do</lj:music>
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coffee, coffee, coffee...&lt;br&gt;
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May 20, 2005: tita apple and tito boyet came back from their UK trip.
we fetched them from Etihad's coaster terminal in Sheikh Zayed at 12mn,
then we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.coffeebean.com/"&gt;Coffee
Bean &amp; Tea Leaf&lt;/a&gt; in Jumeirah. i was still full from a
heavy dinner, so i ordered a black forest cake with my coffee instead.
it was heavenly!!! yum. yum. =)&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>arriba terlingua!!!</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T08:41:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T09:40:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ashlee simpson - just let me cry</lj:music>
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Chili's, Al Ghurair &lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;
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thursday: tita pple and i met at &lt;a href="http://www.chilis.com/"&gt;Chili's Grill and Bar&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.alghuraircity.com/english/aboutus.asp"&gt;Al
Ghurair&lt;/a&gt; around 3pm. we had fun chatting while enjoying our
lunch, and we almost got annoyed of too many waiters (even the manager)
who kept coming back and forth our table asking if we still need
anything more. though, i liked the ambience of Chili's, Al Ghurair
better than &lt;a href="http://www.deiracitycentre.com/dcc/Index.HTML"&gt;City Center&lt;/a&gt;. so
comfeee!!! lol.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
after some panic mode over whether people will allow me to be with her
till evening... we went shopping at &lt;a href="http://www.lasenzacorporation.com/en/overview.html"&gt;La
Senza&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.marksandspencer.com/"&gt;Marks and Spencer&lt;/a&gt;,
where tito boyet came from work and picked us up. we headed next to
Karama to check the store where we buy perfumes and souvenirs. i bought
some to give for family and friends back home. then they asked me where
i wanted to go next. i said anywhere they wanted... they were teasing
me that i should take advantage of the very rare opportunities i can
get out with them. we thought of going to a bar, but being a weekend,
it might be too crowded, so we took a long drive towards &lt;a href="http://www.ameinfo.com/57760.html"&gt;Ibn Battuta Mall&lt;/a&gt;,
where i bought some stuffs for my mom. i'm planning to redecorate
our interiors while i'm home for my vacation. i'll also make some plans
for the renovation of the exterior but the budget for that might come
by next years. anyway, i also bought a 512mb Memory Stick Pro for my &lt;a href="http://www.sonystyle.com/is-bin/INTERSHOP.enfinity/eCS/Store/en/-/USD/SY_DisplayProductInformation-Start?ProductSKU=DSCP200&amp;amp;Dept=cameras&amp;amp;CategoryName=dcc_DIDigitalCameras_Cyber-shotDigitalCameras"&gt;Cybershot
P200&lt;/a&gt;, and after discount, they gave it to me for 310dhs. &lt;br&gt;
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it really was a fun day. i was really tired and it was already 3am of
friday when tita apple left our house and we were able to sleep. in the
morning, we were surprised to see dindin in my bed sleeping. she went
out of her parents' room and moved on my side. &lt;br&gt;
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i think tita apple is still hungry.&lt;br&gt;
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friday: we went to Oasis Center and Deira City Center for more
shopping. the things i've been buying mostly are the ones i'll be
taking back to manila because i'm planning to send them through cargo.
i bought some candles and scented popourri at Lifestyle. i got myself
sales-talked at the make-up section. they had a promo where you'll get
a free bag/pouch for buying 3 items of the same brand. i liked the bag
of L'oreal, but i didn't like the way their mascara makes my lashes
very thick and sticky. i wanted to buy good quality make-up, so i got a
waterproof mascara, liquid foundation, and a lipstick from &lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/"&gt;Maybelline&lt;/a&gt; instead. they
only had a makeup pouch but since i needed one anyway, i was happy with
it. no more cluttered make-ups and accessories on my bag. lol. later, i
got a 3d card with dolphins at &lt;a href="http://www.magrudy.com/"&gt;Magrudy's&lt;/a&gt; for 28dhs already. and
tita mhy and i bought a 128mb Cybershot memory stick for my uncle's
birthday on the 11th. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
enough shopping, i'm cash-broke now. *frowns* &lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>never ever argue with an idiot.</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T06:18:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T06:32:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>life goes on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sometimes, i can't understand why some "insensitive" people gain happiness from the misery they cause others... (yes, i'm being sarcastic in here!) i'm fuming mad!!!! no need to ellaborate the details in here, though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like an answered prayer, i've read these "words of advice" from &lt;a href="http://www.mountainwings.com"&gt;mountainwings.com&lt;/a&gt;, and somehow i felt like the words wanted to punch me in the face so i can realize how "martyr" i've been for so long... letting people push me around as if i owe them my entire life. i owe my life to my parents, and God (of course), and that's all there is to it! it's not being "ungrateful", but if helping others is sincere from your heart, why are you bringing them down by reminding them how much you've helped them??? and you feel as if you're so great that you can misjudge other people and you feel wonderful about putting a person's integrity down. how pathetic!!! it doesn't even make you sound humble! seeing other people suffer entertains you. and i guess, i won't be able to understand your egoistic reasons no matter how i try, because you feel as if you're superior from anyone else. sooner or later, you'll realize that you're nothing different from all the other humans that God created.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it make any sense? even i don't understand anymore. someone enlighten me, please... i said these things to calm myself down... it gives relief just to blurt the words of anger out. i don't get mad that long, and i can't. i'll be back to normal in a few hours or so... i just want to let this anger out because i don't want them to be in control of me anymore. i'm tired and stressed with nonsense. i might as well plan for my vacation and enjoy those days of fun with family and friends. now that i've thought of those people who are always happy for me, i'm feeling better and excited again. (hope i don't sound like i need to go to an institution yet? *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1:&lt;br /&gt;Never argue with an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;They will drag you down to their level&lt;br /&gt;and beat you with experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2:&lt;br /&gt;He who angers you&lt;br /&gt;...controls you.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:34106</id>
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    <title>a long chat at chili's &amp; thrill shopping.</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T14:22:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T14:22:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>michelle branch - everywhere</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night was great! i really had fun. i left the office at 7pm, Silveira (my officemate) dropped me over to &lt;a href="www.deiracitycentre.com/"&gt;Deira City Center&lt;/a&gt;. Tita Apple and her friend Nawal(filipina-converted-muslim), and my mug of bottomless iced tea were waiting for me at &lt;a href="http://www.chilis.com/"&gt;Chili's&lt;/a&gt;, then the insanity began. if ria finds me too chatty already, wait till she meets Nawal or Tita Apple. lol. =D we were like crazy school girls who have no care in the world as long as we were having fun. we had grilled chicken caesar salad, a countryside chicken platter with corn cob, fries and baked potatoes. yum. yum. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long chat during dinner, we stopped by red earth &amp; got myself my fave lipstick.  then, we got a taxi and went to &lt;a href="http://www.marksandspencer.com/"&gt;Marks and Spencer&lt;/a&gt; for a little shopping, bought some gifts for my mom and aunts back home. we also strolled around Al Reef Mall till it was closing time. i guess i'm shopping a little bit early if i'm leaving on july, but i want everything ready early because i have to send them ahead via air freight. i'm expecting at least 80 kilos of baggage to take home next month, mainly composed of my dolphin collection, design/arts magazines, and such stuffs, so it'll be kinda heavy and bulky if i'll carry them all with me on my flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tito boyet came and pick us up at the mall, then they drove me home to sharjah with nawal as well. we watched the episode of "bachelorette" till midnight and they had to go home. hope this day will happen again, soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, today, i confirm... july 15 - september 6 as my "dubai-free problem-free" holidays!!! =D you'll never imagine just how thrilled i am. ;)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:33965</id>
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    <title>mall hoppin' with tita apple</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T12:34:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T12:35:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>(freaky friday ost) - ultimate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yipee!!! yipee!!! i'm going out with tita apple and her friend nawal tonight. she's supposed to be family but i can't believe we had to ask too much permission just so she can take me out with her to the mall. hmmm... that's a part of another long story i can't discuss here, friends... heh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited, and that's all there is to it!!! *grins* we're planning to have dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.alghuraircity.com/english/aboutus.asp"&gt;Al Ghurair City&lt;/a&gt;, then visit Al Reef Mall and &lt;a href="http://www.marksandspencer.com/"&gt;Marks &amp; Spencer&lt;/a&gt; for a "little" shopping!!! (i hope!) i need to start buying things to take home for my family and friends, anyway. 1 more month of anguish at the office and i'm off... i'll probably run towards my plane on the runway, yeah, i'm that excited to go back home to the philippines. i need to get away from dubai for a while. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kind of things happen very rarely for me, going out with friends in dubai, so, don't wonder why i got so excited by a mere night at the mall. i'm happy because i'm with my friends, that's why! no words need more be said. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june to august will be busy months. i need to start a schedule for my vacation. and meet friends before i leave. (yes, that's you, ria!!!)</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>hannah and kenai.</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T08:27:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-30T08:39:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the corrs - love gives love takes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">some photos of hannah (my college best friend) and her baby kenai. i don't know why, i just thought of posting their pics here because it's been a long 2 years since i last saw her (just imagine how i missed her)... being the opposite of me, she's not as web-freak as i am, so she stopped her friendster account and she obviously doesn't have a weblog where i can view her latest wanderings and things like that, so communication had been a little problem for us in some ways.
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we kinda almost drifted apart, being the "matampuhin" that i am... but i'm so glad things are fine between us again, and i can't wait to spend those very-missed-moments of girl talks, sleep overs, and shopping! we're so different in many ways but so closely tied together in other aspects. she really is like a sister to me, and i hope she knows that. even if things don't go as smooth as we hoped things would be in our friendships and relationships, we both know in the end that we'll have each other no matter what.&lt;br&gt;
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poor kenai, almost smothered by her mommy hannah. tsk. tsk. =P&lt;br&gt;


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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:33516</id>
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    <title>work harassment before vacation bliss.</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T14:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-29T07:18:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i am sam OST - i'm looking through you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, what can i say? i've been busy most of the week. panicking, to be precise. i want to finish all the drawing submittals for our project, so i won't have anything to worry about while i'm on my vacation. only 40 days more, and i'm feeling so hopeless finishing this project by then, because of the damned main contractor themselves, which is causing all the delays with the submissions and approvals. i want to cry right now. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even had to go on site last wednesday to verify measurements &amp; such, i had to climb the podium levels on my heels and hard hat. good thing i wasn't wearing high ones. after &lt;a href="http://www.dubai-marina.com/"&gt;Dubai Marina&lt;/a&gt;, we had to go to another site in &lt;a href="http://www.cracknell.com/i_emirateshills.htm"&gt;Emirates Hills&lt;/a&gt;. very pretty villas they got there. but you'll wonder if anyone's even living in them! i was so tired for the first half of the day, i had to take a nap after my lunch. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, got to get back to work again, so much for 10 minute breaks to check emails and stuff. heh!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:32879</id>
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    <title>animated versions of me.</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T12:06:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T13:23:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ultimate - freaky friday ost</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i got a link for &lt;a href="http://elouai.com"&gt;Elouai&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_tiney' lj:user='tiney' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tiney.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tiney.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tiney&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, where you can make these cute dolls of yourselves. =P i almost got addicted playing with it, if it weren't for these dreadful deadlines!!! it was kinda difficult finding dark doe eyes that will look okay on me, because most of the eyes there are the big animated type. but anyway, here's me on a semi-casual girly day or a sunny day at the beach!!! adorable!!! tee hee!!! =P &lt;br&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beverley_anne:32675</id>
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    <title>photos: picnic at mamzar park and a stroll at dubai marina.</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T06:06:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T13:22:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>here is gone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i just got the photos for this entry, so i'm only posting these after 2 months. i like to remember this day, a few moments of summer fun!!! a perfect sunny day for a picnic and a good day to fool around and feel like a child again as we played around the fountain viewing the
man-made port of &lt;a href="http://www.dubai-marina.com/"&gt;Dubai Marina&lt;/a&gt;, an exclusive residential/commercial area in the outskirts of the city. people relaxing at the Starbucks and restaurants around the fountain must be laughing seeing us play with the little kids getting drenched and crazy under the sun. &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the mamzar park
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tita gina, tita mhy, and me&lt;br&gt;
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smile!!! =)&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wet and wild!!! summer fun!!!
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we're trying to race with the rhythm of the water&lt;br&gt;
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ooops! the water got me! &lt;br&gt;
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dindin, me, and tita mhy&lt;br&gt;
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tryin' to catch the water sprouts.&lt;br&gt;
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one word: F U N =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>the keys to my heart...</title>
    <published>2005-05-16T07:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T13:22:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sarah mclachlan - better than chocolate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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