<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:53:25.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself und ich.</title><subtitle type='html'>kurency&amp;#39;s --&amp;gt; trivialities. thoughts. emotions. opinions. dreams. stories.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-8655422666746714690</id><published>2008-12-23T02:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:34:27.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mail that could launch a thousand smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2 am now, i know... but I just have to write this entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;after and hour or so of packing, i decided to send krysse a picture from mimi's bday party.... and voila!!! right in front of me, finally, an email from someone so dear. i've been telling a couple of friends how i haven't heard from him in months and he never even sent a greeting on my bday. well, well, well.... he read my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i am sooooo happy. i'm smiling even while writing this and i know i will continue to smile till my lips are tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to you, thanks. hell, u sure made my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-8655422666746714690?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/8655422666746714690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=8655422666746714690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8655422666746714690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8655422666746714690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/12/mail-that-could-launch-thousand-smiles.html' title='a mail that could launch a thousand smiles'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-715545166354107680</id><published>2008-12-04T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:02:31.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will and grace..... wag wag wag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thrilled!!! i rediscovered one of my all time fave tv series, Will and Grace! it is wickedly H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S. Will, Grace, Jack and Karen bombard their audiences with just nothing but top grade wit and sense of humor. This is my most favourite scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jack and Karen's famous credit card scene...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jack: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;acts like swiping the credit between Karen's boobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Karen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 'Denied'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jack: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;acts like swiping the credit between Karen's boobs (2nd time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Karen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 'Denied'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jack: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;acts like swiping the credit card 'in' Karen's butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Karen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; 'Approve!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I recommend it to all of you. It's the perfect fill to an otherwise lousy evening or boring sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-715545166354107680?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/715545166354107680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=715545166354107680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/715545166354107680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/715545166354107680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-and-grace-wag-wag-wag.html' title='will and grace..... wag wag wag'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-5561512442489500459</id><published>2008-12-04T00:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:00:14.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna be a dutch milkmaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STa4SS792RI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0oaN4g-3JIs/s1600-h/costume-1-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STa4SS792RI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0oaN4g-3JIs/s320/costume-1-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275606637971626258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my colleagues and i were off to hunt for the best national costumes  we could wear to our department's dinner to be held next week. i was actually thinking of donning a dutch milkmaid's costume. it wasn't a spur of the moment choice. for some time now i had always pictured myself  in a milkmaid's dress: the detailed colourful top (preferably with something floral), apron, skirt, head scarf and wooden shoes! haha. i was prolly one in my past life. just imagine me in a dutch countryside, with of course a windmill in the background, milking cows. wait, how exactly could these women milk cows in these dresses? that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a gazillion of options: thai, filipino, spanish, mexican, egyptian, korean, japanese, chinese, and a whole lot more. mitch found herself this shiny goldish egyptian costume a.k.a cleopatra. marlon chose for himself the celtic look, the bagpipe is still missing though. odette, like me, is still looking for that perfect costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all astonished at how much rental for these clothes cost but heck we seldom get to dress up like this. this rare occurence justifies the amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't quite put my finger on the right costume.  no eureka moment, special connection whatsoever. i want something bright and jolly! something that screams funky! blimey, the hunt is definitely not over yet. i still have exactly a week to pick out that fabulous costume! wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STayWfS_TzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/o8M637TD7hs/s1600-h/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STayWfS_TzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/o8M637TD7hs/s320/IMG_0080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275600112939126578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pleasant surprise i found in the myriad of clothes and accessories was uncle sam's hat. yeap, that classic hat! ain't it cute? hmmm.....maybe an all american printed bikini and uncle sam's hat would make a perfect costume, watya reckon? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-5561512442489500459?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/5561512442489500459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=5561512442489500459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/5561512442489500459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/5561512442489500459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wanna-be-dutch-milkmaid.html' title='i wanna be a dutch milkmaid'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STa4SS792RI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0oaN4g-3JIs/s72-c/costume-1-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-6471635808227330345</id><published>2008-12-03T00:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:33:05.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mah' men!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;friends, lovers and countrymen..... let me introduce you to mah' men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVtEFgoQDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ljIHmuOURds/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275242455500341298" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVtEFgoQDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ljIHmuOURds/s320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVs7JuYknI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Jp8L2GLK8GE/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275242302012953202" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVs7JuYknI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Jp8L2GLK8GE/s320/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy happy meal! oooh-la-la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and here is my IDEAL man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVv0uxyGgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/u1TORcxAPaA/s1600-h/shahid-kapur___34542.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275245490235120130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVv0uxyGgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/u1TORcxAPaA/s320/shahid-kapur___34542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly speechless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink* *drool* *faint* *die*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-6471635808227330345?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/6471635808227330345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=6471635808227330345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/6471635808227330345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/6471635808227330345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/12/mah-men.html' title='mah&apos; men!'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STVtEFgoQDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ljIHmuOURds/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-3887392360349064566</id><published>2008-12-03T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:10:10.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after a long day's work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could be pampered with an aromatherapy massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could devour one pint of extremely good ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could down a 1L mug of Paulaner Weisbier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could jet off to Maldives &amp;amp; spend the night there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could empty my mind of the day's events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could fly and feel so carefree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could have a late night date with Brad Pitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could disapparate into Harry's or Alice's world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish i could 'cuddle, cuddle' with someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish someone would tickle my feet until i fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...i wish someone would give me a long soft wet kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;stop...enough of this! i'm wondering off to neverland again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but who wouldn't object to these after a gruelling day at work?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;absolutely nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-3887392360349064566?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/3887392360349064566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=3887392360349064566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/3887392360349064566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/3887392360349064566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-long-days-work.html' title='after a long day&apos;s work...'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-961654699233288366</id><published>2008-11-28T23:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:29:37.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vertigo: taking me to new heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been on medical leave for two days now. vertigo attack again. this time the doctor has strongly advised me to take some R-E-S-T and drink my medication diligently. quoting him verbatim, 'i'm giving you everything, do your part: rest and fluids.' actually, i was very hesitant to take time off work coz i had a gazillion things to do. my doctor made me feel guilty by going on and on about how we should take care of our body and the repercussions if we don't. the last time i went to see a doctor about the same sickness, she didn't quite explain why i had it in the first place. she just prescribed meds that i ought to take. my newfound doctor explained the root cause of the sickness, i had a lot of fluid in my ears and my tonsils are swollen. i never even noticed these symptoms. anyways, i hope i feel better with all the meds he's prescribed me. i certainly hate waking up feeling like the room is swirling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;last wednesday, i had dinner with uni peeps. we ate at Marche. twas my first time there. just loved the theme! we then headed to brotzeit afterwards. Drew had his 1L mug of german weisbier. the mug was just adorable. you see, i have this thing for beer glasses or mugs &amp;amp; mats. i started collecting them when i lived in poland. i have all kinds of sizes and shapes but..... i don't have any 1L mug yet! now i'm hell bent on adding that to my collection. brotzeit, beware a mug thief is on her way!!!! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STARD81px6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/RiNpzFZuwbk/s1600-h/IMG_0026%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273733923219294114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STARD81px6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/RiNpzFZuwbk/s320/IMG_0026%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STAVITQJDDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/66UYybT8eko/s1600-h/IMG_0031%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273738396001963058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STAVITQJDDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/66UYybT8eko/s200/IMG_0031%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;since i was '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;stin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;g'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; today, i decided to cook tuna pasta for lunch. it's been a loooong time since i last cooked pasta (the last was when I still lived in taman jurong). i did my laundry soon after and had a nice long relaxing shower! i really can't shake off the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;housewifey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;side of me. since i still had so much time on my hands, i asked my roomies if they wanted to stroll and picnic at east coast. it's literally just across the road from our condo complex. much to my surprise, our landlord had already taken the key for the private gate just right behind our block (we've asked him for months now). without the key, we had to go around the whole stretch of lagoon view and laguna park. this time it was only a 10-min stroll. thanks to clarence for making our east coast park visits so much easier. armed with books, shawls and gadgets we enjoyed the late afternoon picnic-ing by the beach, observing hundreds of NS men marching in the area (while also picking out, in Ruby's vocab, cute "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;kublai khan" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;descendents. in layman's term, cute chinese guys) , swapping stories and admiring the beautiful sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;despite the vertigo problem... what a beautiful day it has been. i felt rejuvenated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;c'est la vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-961654699233288366?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/961654699233288366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=961654699233288366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/961654699233288366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/961654699233288366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/11/vertigo-taking-me-to-new-heights.html' title='vertigo: taking me to new heights'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/STARD81px6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/RiNpzFZuwbk/s72-c/IMG_0026%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-8679377033753476309</id><published>2008-11-26T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:09:38.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of little things that amuse oneself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SS07PcIViqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/medSgMsmqUc/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SS08HmHErFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3wDBL3mbYG4/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272936839907683410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SS08HmHErFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3wDBL3mbYG4/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's getting late and i'm obviously still stuck in the office. HP, HP, HP.... it's about the only thing that's occupying my spacious brain right now. i'm extremely exhausted, but as the singaporeans would say, '&lt;em&gt;what to do lah? must work wat.'&lt;/em&gt; so here i am, typing away... the only temporary escape i have from the mundaneness of everyday worklife are these two brightly colored cartoon toys which i rightly placed under my monitor. power puff girl (i dunno which one of them exactly) and didi (from dexter's lab) never fail to amuse me in times of stress. mapet got them from McDonald's happy meal. since they look so adorable i couldn't resist to bring them as the artsy fartsy deco for my office desk. everytime i set my eyes on them, i am reminded that there is so much more outside work like taking delight in life's simple pleasures! i admit that i am a child at heart! it's not something to be embarassed about. it is one way of keeping my age at bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh well, let me just get back to staring at my two li'l toys. i need my temporary stress relievers =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-8679377033753476309?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/8679377033753476309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=8679377033753476309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8679377033753476309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8679377033753476309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-little-things-that-amuse-oneself.html' title='of little things that amuse oneself'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SS08HmHErFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3wDBL3mbYG4/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-8724227108386778083</id><published>2008-11-25T23:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:34:06.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true blooded pink sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;only friends since birth can get away with these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just a background...i've been friends with these bratinellas since 'electric youth' was the in thing. it's inevitable to bond over &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pink uniforms&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt;. and this year we are celebrating our 10th year anniversary since secondary school graduation! who would've thought that it's been 10 long years since we graced the four corners of lourdes' classrooms. from cdo to singapore and to wherever we will be 10 years from now.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwYFUIWlBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wSUfoEBns70/s1600-h/Image0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272615743326163986" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwYFUIWlBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wSUfoEBns70/s200/Image0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwXNS-eC1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Bg4P5sRwTAQ/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272614780943600466" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwXNS-eC1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Bg4P5sRwTAQ/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwajj_by0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RqwFTD2QUzw/s1600-h/IMG_4275a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272618462003055426" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwajj_by0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RqwFTD2QUzw/s200/IMG_4275a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;gh at you when you trip or fall, then help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt; curse right o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;n your face&lt;br /&gt;- make fun of you at your worst state&lt;br /&gt;- reminisce about the same old stories with the same enthusiasm as it was first told&lt;br /&gt;- remember all your grammatical mistakes &amp;amp; publish/ announce it as the next SOA (state of the nation address) or worse yet... immortalize it on a tombstone&lt;br /&gt;- declare that your boy toy looks like a monkey or a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tambay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- relives all your bloopers to the point of embarassment (and you can't even defend yourself)&lt;br /&gt;- and of course, stick it out with you through thick and thin, near or far, happy or sad, famine or abundance. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i guess this should be the motto when with them: no pretentions, you are your shitty self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-8724227108386778083?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/8724227108386778083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=8724227108386778083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8724227108386778083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8724227108386778083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-blooded-pink-sisters.html' title='true blooded pink sisters'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwYFUIWlBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wSUfoEBns70/s72-c/Image0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-4813323992589395507</id><published>2008-11-25T22:34:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:16:05.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tigidig weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew horseb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ack riding could be soooo much fun until i tried it last weekend. i discovered that i had a bit of an 'equestrienne' in me. needless to say, despite almost falling off the horse &amp;amp; getting sunburn, i managed to have heaps of fun! the countryside/ ranch setting, super yummy western meals and a wacky bunch of friends were the perfect icing on the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here's a peek at my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tigidig&lt;/span&gt; weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; maybe another one soon?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwP_8PROYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BksXn7Hk6uY/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272606854920354178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwP_8PROYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/BksXn7Hk6uY/s200/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SSwPAni4zFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ePIZs2z8TUA/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272605767033736274" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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birthday when the clock strikes 12. i can't say i'm overjoyed for this occasion, but, so much THANKFUL nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;so here goes my long list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for my family despite the difficulties we're experiencing right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for my friends who have always been there through life's ups and downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for my jobs and the things i'm continuing to learn from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for the experiences, crazy or mundane, coz they have made me become a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for the heartaches that made me realize i'm capable of loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.. for the opportunities that life always offers me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for the things that i have and the places i've visited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for the food that i eat, the air that i breathe, and the water that i drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for the people who have touched my life in one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. for nature and all its bounty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. and for LIFE; ces't la vie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;to the Almighty G, muchos gracias, for the countless blessings you've showered upon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*********************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;since i'm growing older, it is also an opportunity to achieve more and improve on several aspects of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more thankful for life's simple pleasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. to always strive to be happy wherever i'm at or in whatever i'm doing (happiness is a state of mind after all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more free spirited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more wise and open minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be sexier, haha! (it is also a state of mind, aye!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be healthier in my choice of food and lifestyle (includes quitting ill habits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be more positive&lt;br /&gt;.. be more thoughtful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.. be financially stable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;******************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I am who I am, take it or leave it! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I also want to take this time to say '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;' to the people who matter most. I may not be the perfect daughter, sister or friend but I'll always strive to be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;******************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Again, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; from the bottom of my heart!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-781048608337618174?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/781048608337618174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=781048608337618174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/781048608337618174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/781048608337618174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you.html' title='thank you.'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-410252127578103027</id><published>2008-10-07T00:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:25:11.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what my girlfriends are like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oona:                        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give away smiles and motherly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mapet:              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brilliant jokes and smart alecks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krysse:             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mood swings and unconditional love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bea:                          &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maarte facade and wife material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mimi:                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;childlike fervor and events planner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claire:                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind hearted and all time companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weaw:        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy and bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sauky:             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;level headed and practical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam:                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blunt and generous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bing:                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oriental fascination and fellow mangkay club member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lina:                        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conservative and distinct laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rona:                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;globe trotter and a walking wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice:            &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prim and proper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deux:                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;party animal and determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane:                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hippie at heart and musically inclined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;drea: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devoted mother and fun loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maya: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;innocent and family oriented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;needless to say, im so blessed to be surrounded by my lovely friends. i wouldn't mind being single at all. you girls will just have to expect me at your doorstep once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-410252127578103027?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/410252127578103027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=410252127578103027' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/410252127578103027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/410252127578103027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-my-girlfriends-are-like.html' title='what my girlfriends are like'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-4606981455586631910</id><published>2008-10-04T03:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:11:58.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that elusive thing called love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy buzzing at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alfresco&lt;/span&gt; area of starbucks when i overheard this conversation from two lady customers. just to make it clear, i didn't mean to eavesdrop it's just that my radar immediately picked it up coz its relevant to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lady A:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hay, ano na kaya future natin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(What is our future?) -- I am assuming she's referring to their future in the realm of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lady X: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sa edad na'to dapat nasa isang stable relationship na tayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(At this age, we should already be in a stable relationship.) -- Of course, referring to a stable romantic relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i have to admit that when one goes beyond the age of 25, being in a relationship &amp;amp; probably engaged, suddenly becomes the only existential state available to women as dictated by societal norms. what happens to the rest of us who don't fall under that category? i guess all of you, 25 &amp;amp; beyond single women, know the answer. i mean, its not about the getting married part but rather finding who to marry. if it were that simple, all of us would have been married by now. at this age when the most eligible guy you meet on the street is either gay or attached, the hope of finding mr. right becomes more &amp;amp; more excruciating. however, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this is no reason to become a cynic at love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;love happens when it ought to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-4606981455586631910?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/4606981455586631910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=4606981455586631910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/4606981455586631910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/4606981455586631910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-elusive-thing-called-love.html' title='that elusive thing called love'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-6486209789571462496</id><published>2008-10-01T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:47:18.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;..i could stop time&lt;br /&gt;..i could finish one whole pack of MARS chocolate&lt;br /&gt;..i can just sleep at 10pm pronto&lt;br /&gt;..i had the perfect abs&lt;br /&gt;..i had a superman&lt;br /&gt;..i have more money&lt;br /&gt;..i could just disappear anytime (ala Jumper style)&lt;br /&gt;..i could just slap people i hate&lt;br /&gt;..i wouldn't have to worry about exorbitant phone bills&lt;br /&gt;..all my closest friends live next door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't be surprised if i came up with something like this in the future. these are only my what ifs for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-6486209789571462496?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/6486209789571462496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=6486209789571462496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/6486209789571462496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/6486209789571462496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-if.html' title='what if..'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-3269197910477082505</id><published>2008-09-27T02:02:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:47:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mumbles, frumbles and whatever-bles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i've always adhered to this thing that whatever happens on a monday sets your mood for the rest of the week. i got off to a pretty bad start this week. monday was an EMO day (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;i dont wanna elaborate on this)&lt;/span&gt; plus i started to take over my new job description&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;my JD spells P-R-E-S-S-U-R-E! i had to immediately plan my strategy and come up with measurable goals after an hour. the next day, i was 30 mins late for work. kudos to my ignorance, the city has started to implement all road blockages, detours and re-routes in preparation for the weekend's F1 race. it was the first time i got stuck in really bad traffic; reminded me so much of manila. so i had to hastily find the nearest mrt stop, switch to another mode of transport and sprint to my office in 5 mins or less. it sure brought out my best brisk walking skills! i made a conscious effort to beat the odds on wednesday so i decided to avoid all F1 hooha and just take the mrt all the way from bedok (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;my normal route to work is via a 50-minute bus ride; door-to-door delivery)&lt;/span&gt;. but alas! luck was still not on my side. when i got out of the station, it was raining like mad. no umbrella at hand &amp;amp; determined not to arrive late at work, I braved the strong rain, sprinted and reached the office completely drenched. it suddenly felt like winter in the office. by some twist of fate, i managed to arrive at work 15 mins early on thursday. i even had time to grab breakfast at burger king (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;been craving for it since last week). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Friday saw some heavy rainshowers; like an armed soldier, i was equipped with an umbrella. this time around, only my shoes got a rain bath. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--written on the 1st of October--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i can't even finish my entry earlier. it's almost irrelevant. im just gonna post it anyways. THIS week is extremely hectic for me, gotta switch back to my **Superwoman** mode. Oh yeah, i need a name and a tag line, most superheroes have it...so must i. =) Suggestions are very much welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;accchhhhhh..!!! i cant un-&lt;em&gt;italize &lt;/em&gt;this 'Friday saw some heavy rainshowers but like an armed soldier i was already equipped with an umbrella.' --- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a few hours after... i was able to work my magic. patience is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm blabbering shit, obviously. i better get some much needed SLEEP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Na razie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-3269197910477082505?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/3269197910477082505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=3269197910477082505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/3269197910477082505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/3269197910477082505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/09/mumbles-frumbles-and-whatever-bles.html' title='mumbles, frumbles and whatever-bles'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-869966663097743002</id><published>2008-09-23T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:42:29.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;why am i always speechless when i'm around a guy i like? i need to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxi dresses are for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends come and go, but the good ones stick around no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panic leads you nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood is thicker than water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friend + good food + trivial conversations = perfect combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is nasty, you gotta learn to be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let go of bad vibes. positive begets positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll never get tired of listening to the same old shit from gs &amp;amp; hs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home is where the heart is. where's my heart then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch is best topped with endless teasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'inspirations' make life sunnier at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to get over someone who was never yours in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trulily = as in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-869966663097743002?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/869966663097743002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=869966663097743002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/869966663097743002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/869966663097743002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-thoughts-for-day.html' title='random thoughts for the day'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-412692321385699290</id><published>2008-09-19T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:33:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday faux pas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;something is definitely wrong when one is stuck at home on a fruh-day. i'm sitting here in front of my lappy top trying to decide which series to watch. it ain't an easy choice, after all, i've practically ravaged &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tvshack.net &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;movie.nabolister.com&lt;/span&gt; for all sorts of movies &amp;amp; series. i don't do much with the internet. call me boring but the only sites i surf are people, cnn, or networking sites. i'm not a huge fan of google or wiki either. on such a boring friday night, i can't help but walk down memory lane. well, let's just say during my hay days, i'd definitely be out there either discovering a new place, partying, watching a movie, getting drunk or just hanging out somewhere with friends. as one &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;grows older&lt;/span&gt;, this will be reduced to either a tête–à–tête over coffee, transforming into a couch potato, or blind dialling any available number in the phone list. i still refuse to call myself an &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;oldie (&lt;/span&gt;argh, im turning 26 next month!). i'd just regard this phase as my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hibernation period&lt;/span&gt;. one of these days, i'll get back on the horse.... a little less crazy &amp;amp; wild though. ;) --- oh, i forgot to mention the fact that i'm broke to the nth level. i can't wait for payday to come! --- well, that's prolly the reason why i'm stuck at home! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-412692321385699290?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/412692321385699290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=412692321385699290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/412692321385699290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/412692321385699290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-faux-pas.html' title='friday faux pas'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-529307505985912713</id><published>2008-09-17T20:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:34:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rona's pandora box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oona bonana, as i fondly call her, is the epitome of a drama queen. gazillions of her famous lines have been engraved in our memories.. -- i might like him *** or i need you ***** to mention a few. right now, we call her the 'give away' girl. mapet is even saying she will be the give away souvenir on her wedding day. why 'give away'? well, she just can't hide that perfect &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; smile when she sees her &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;fruit platter&lt;/span&gt;; basically giving the full head lights that yeah, 'i like u &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bunny!&lt;/span&gt;' she might as well tell him, '&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;take all of me.' &lt;/span&gt;at bedtime, we get a dose of her &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kilig moments&lt;/span&gt; and.... tinee winee bits of her &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pandora box&lt;/span&gt;. oona's pandora box contains *****. mapet and i have decided to just shoot each other (with matching hand gestures and sound effects) everytime she blurts something about the box. by everytime i mean every hour or so. we ain't left with any choice but listen. --love you Ons!-- to you girl! do what you want. follow your heart =) if everything else fails, there is still that &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;fruit platter&lt;/span&gt; of your eyes. and we'll always be here to listen to stories of your &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pandora box&lt;/span&gt;! just forgive our actions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-529307505985912713?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/529307505985912713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=529307505985912713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/529307505985912713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/529307505985912713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/09/ronas-pandora-box.html' title='rona&apos;s pandora box'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-2491424058822982855</id><published>2008-09-17T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:34:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tagged by Mimi.. Here are my answers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule: List all the names you were called by and the people who call you that. Tag at least 10 members of your contacts and give a comment on their site for them to know they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Karen - colleagues, acquaintances, friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Karenina - Bea&lt;br /&gt;3. Kar - closest friends&lt;br /&gt;4. Kurds/Kurdaps - Mimi&lt;br /&gt;5. Ren - childhood friends&lt;br /&gt;6. Ding - family and cousins&lt;br /&gt;7. Karedad - Ate Godiva&lt;br /&gt;8. Kularb - Thai friends in Phang-nga &amp;amp; Phuket&lt;br /&gt;9. Kalen - Thai students&lt;br /&gt;10. Kataszyna - Polish friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging: Anyone.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-2491424058822982855?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/2491424058822982855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=2491424058822982855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/2491424058822982855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/2491424058822982855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name?'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-6176899537947137408</id><published>2008-09-17T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:38:32.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>airports and memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;several of my friends &amp;amp; colleagues are flying back home this week. i can't help but reminisce about my own travels; airports to be specific. for some reason, i've always had this strange connection with airports.... goodbyes, hellos, adventures and what not. setting foot on any airport never fails to bring back waves of memories. you see, just everytime i go for a trip something almost always comes up. be it missing a flight (macau episode), immigration hoohas, excess luggage, electronic tickets, exit pass, arrival forms....any misfortune you could ever imagine has happened to me. but these experiences have never discouraged my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;viajera&lt;/span&gt; spirit. every time, i just expect something to happen... though i still try to cover the loopholes in my next travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there won't be any travel adventures for me anytime soon (like, till the end of the year). i think i've had enough of my travel fill in April (SG-BKK-Laos-BKK-Manila-Shanghai-Manila-CDO). no more random trips just coz promos abound. this time, i will be a more responsible vagabond (is there such a thing?) and i'm sooo over the backpacker lifestyle. hello 5-star hotels, kontiki tours and the sort. hehe. just kidding, something less gungho will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited to scratch that travel itch again, at the right time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-6176899537947137408?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/6176899537947137408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=6176899537947137408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/6176899537947137408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/6176899537947137408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2007/07/airports-and-memories.html' title='airports and memories'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-7158453896190158401</id><published>2008-09-17T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:36:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Starbucks escapade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SNC3D_udSuI/AAAAAAAAABk/UGchXMnBIaQ/s1600-h/DSC00108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246894845160409826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SNC3D_udSuI/AAAAAAAAABk/UGchXMnBIaQ/s200/DSC00108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm finally living out my B-A-R-I-S-T-A dream. Last July, I joined Starbucks - One Fullerton as a part time barista. Whew! It was one tough start. Well, I've never had any odd job experience and we're talking about the F&amp;amp;B industry here. Nonetheless, I am learning a lot of things (and enjoying it).... from mopping the floor, cleaning tables, manning the cash register, to of course making coffee! I also had my share of mishaps and bloopers: I sprinkled whipped cream all over the kitchen and myself, forgot to take the mats in after the night's closing, called out drinks wrongly, forgot orders, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nd other stupid blunders. Despite these and the fact that I'm measly paid, I still LOVE the job (well, at least for now). At the end of the day, I get that satisfaction I get nowhere else. And thats what matters.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SNC5B6bzSYI/AAAAAAAAABs/rohbrT6uOgU/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246897008403499394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SNC5B6bzSYI/AAAAAAAAABs/rohbrT6uOgU/s200/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To my amigos and amigas, keep on visiting. =) Come visit my 'third place.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-7158453896190158401?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/7158453896190158401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=7158453896190158401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/7158453896190158401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/7158453896190158401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-starbucks-barista-escapade.html' title='my Starbucks escapade'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/SNC3D_udSuI/AAAAAAAAABk/UGchXMnBIaQ/s72-c/DSC00108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-1221771283714340218</id><published>2007-07-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:23:59.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up from a depressed state...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the past few years in my life I’ve constantly pondered on what would make me truly happy. This very question has lead me to the depths of depression. At one point, it occurred to me that I was indeed unhappy with how things are turning out in my life. I’ve certainly hoped for more… dreamed of a prominent place in the grand scheme of things. It seems I have fallen way short of my own expectations. I felt stuck, trapped, imprisoned in a hopeless state of existence. It was such a frustrating reality not being able live up to my dreams, not being able to get an inch closer to those aspirations. Then again, it got me thinking, what did I want for myself? Somehow the question left me dumbfounded; realizing that I was completely clueless… I actually didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life. How was I supposed to live a dream that I haven’t even figured out yet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-1221771283714340218?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/1221771283714340218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=1221771283714340218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/1221771283714340218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/1221771283714340218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2007/07/waking-up-from-depressed-state.html' title='waking up from a depressed state...'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-870793698208820758</id><published>2007-07-13T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:22:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>li'l things that made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i turned down a new post being offered after careful deliberation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my leave was approved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i finally booked my ticket for a 1 week holiday in cdo &amp; manila, yipeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a dragging departmental meeting mainly in Mandarin; heck, it sure brought out my artistic skills and i suddenly remembered the sign language for the alphabet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MOS Burger dinner with friends; endless teasing and laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chismis-filled lunch date with mimi and natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's Friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;serious tit-a-tat with mimi over heart matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;realizing i'm becoming old for clubbing and drinking; but still can la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;catching up with rina; she's made it to singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chat with old &amp; new friends online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;repeatedly played 'kon mun rak' on cd; must be more than 10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;trivial conversations with housemates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;favourite past time: &lt;em&gt;friendstering &lt;/em&gt;with fellow bordie claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;discovering that, yeah, my blog account is still alive.. hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uber excited friends over something they're desperately waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well, i'm just thankful for everything that happened today. tomorrow's another day to look forward to! ces't la vie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-870793698208820758?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/870793698208820758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=870793698208820758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/870793698208820758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/870793698208820758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2007/07/lil-things-that-make-ur-day.html' title='li&apos;l things that made my day'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-8135464157440892552</id><published>2006-12-17T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:22:18.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missin' manila terribly =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nostalgia has gotten over me today. blame it on the filipino channel. unconsciously, i started keeping mental notes of all the things i missed and TTD (things to do) the moment i step on philippine soil. here goes the long list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. KFC brownies&lt;br /&gt;2. mango freeze at Cena&lt;br /&gt;3. jollibee chicken joy&lt;br /&gt;4. cafe havana, malate&lt;br /&gt;5. sarah and coffee talk&lt;br /&gt;6. sisig and street food&lt;br /&gt;7. hair relax and foot spa&lt;br /&gt;8. coffeebean, convergys bldg.&lt;br /&gt;9. greenbelt&lt;br /&gt;10. san mig light&lt;br /&gt;11. cool tagaytay breeze&lt;br /&gt;12. movie marathon&lt;br /&gt;13. cramped MRT&lt;br /&gt;14. wendy's frosty&lt;br /&gt;15. hispanic feel of manila&lt;br /&gt;16. film festivals&lt;br /&gt;17. monday night inuman&lt;br /&gt;18. studio 55&lt;br /&gt;19. spur of the moment gimmicks&lt;br /&gt;20. good old friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgghhhh...i wanna be home soon. take me home country road to the place where i belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-8135464157440892552?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/8135464157440892552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=8135464157440892552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8135464157440892552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/8135464157440892552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2006/12/missin-manila-terribly.html' title='missin&apos; manila terribly =('/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345496913151235384.post-3926355744342335204</id><published>2006-12-08T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:28:23.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now i'm a blogger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/RXk1E3gMr8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kgounhLACqo/s1600-h/hmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006090818533765058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/RXk1E3gMr8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kgounhLACqo/s320/hmmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i was utterly bored at work when i suddenly felt the urge to blog. well, it's never too late for anything aye? so here i go... late as it might be...my first ever blog. haha. i'm wondering how this will go. im not a blogger by nature but i'm totally open to exploring this side of me. cheers to my future blogs and to those who might take delight in reading 'em. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2345496913151235384-3926355744342335204?l=kurency82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/feeds/3926355744342335204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2345496913151235384&amp;postID=3926355744342335204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/3926355744342335204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2345496913151235384/posts/default/3926355744342335204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kurency82.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-i-decided-to-start-my-own-blog.html' title='now i&apos;m a blogger!'/><author><name>~~kurency~~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325113308483090979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t3qTWg0Af5Y/RXk1E3gMr8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kgounhLACqo/s72-c/hmmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
