<?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-4105184</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:26:19.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfless</title><subtitle type='html'>A new me.
Thanks to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-107824491871006295</id><published>2004-03-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T00:31:32.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>december pa last blog?  wow it's already march.  i miss the blogging world.  survivors?  mickie and sheryl!  hahahaha  where did all the people go?  oh by the way, i also have this new (not so) back to the in thing of updating my friendster.  i'm once again finding people to be friends with!  i don't know how to bring back the tagboard!  try nalang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-107824491871006295?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107824491871006295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107824491871006295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107824491871006295' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-107200205813576804</id><published>2003-12-21T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T18:22:16.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nada, that's ok.  things change and we just have to adjust to some or maybe a lot of these changes.  no sorries, i don't like them.  but yeah, you're right about one thing though, milvic and ric met him, you haven't.  sucker ain't it?  there's always next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home, hoping for a wonderful vacation.  my legs are having a blost.  literally... mosquitos are feasting on it!  currently, i have 11 scars, not counting those bites which didn't turn into scars.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having him visit my hometown, i didn't want him to leave.  stayed with him just before boarding time at the airport.  gosh, i miss him already.  it's nice though him meeting my family, relatives and friends.  you know this feeling when someone leaves and you just want to go with him because you feel so empty?  that's how i feel right now.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-107200205813576804?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107200205813576804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107200205813576804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107200205813576804' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-107121203945701061</id><published>2003-12-12T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T14:55:05.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had lunch.  before i had my lunch, i had my quatech final exams.  well, it was kinda difficult but i don't know.  i'm hoping for a good grade there so i won't make any comment yet.  i'm in the library now waiting for my grade in law.  i took the test last night, yup, last NIGHT!  anyway, aku, a cozy restaurant &amp; cafe, opened next door.  by golly, i can be a stockholder there!  i've brought in so many of my friends that every time i bring in another one, those people from the cafe would give me &amp; them, free food already.  it's kinda embarassing but no, when you get free ensaymada, mamon, and macaroons every time you enter the store, that's not embarassing anymore!  hahaha  i go there to do everything and anything.  for 4 straight days already, i've been there day in and day out.  people pknow me already!  haha  i can recommend food there, i've drawn their interior.  i stay there to eat, drink coffee, study, and chit chat.  the longest time i've stayed there was about 6 hours yesterday.  i was studying law.  the other day, 4 hours.  haha.  oh gosh, this is a boring blog!  i've nothing new to blog.  i'm just crossing my fingers i qualify for the dl.  i'm needing it.  it's so frustrating already.  can't wait to go home to have myself pampered!  spa, here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-107121203945701061?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107121203945701061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107121203945701061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107121203945701061' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-107055141445447993</id><published>2003-12-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T23:24:30.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've nothing to blog really.  it'll be hell week next week.  i need 85 pointts for a 2.5 in finance!  gosh, that's tough.  last term, i got about 50.  wahahaha.  i just did a project paper in quatech tonight, although i wasn't physically writing anythying, it is definitely mentally draining.  you just have to keep analyzing, solving for new techniques, trying out different numbers to get the right answer, which i wouldn't know till the opapers have been checked.  all in all, only about 4 of us in class out of 25 is really doing the project.  the rest?  email maan! it's fun though, people panicking about tomorrow's deadline while those at work talk on the phone, joking about the others.  haha.  i'd take a good laugh at that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've attempted to go to the gym but hell, no time for me.  i envy karen and sheryl, they have all the time in the world.  going home at 8:30pm, from the gym!  here, i don't even walk around after 6pm!  too risky.  my dorm mates don't even invite me for dinner of coffee anymore because they know the answer will be no.  but what the hell, it's nice when someone remembers you right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had my last quiz this afternoon.  i realize i've been skipping topics here.  my mind is so sabog.  i've 3 more papers to pass next week, on the day of my law exam.  i can't wait to go home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen to 96.3 as you would all know by now, and i can't thank them enough for playing christmas songs every once in a while.  although it isn't very christmasy here, i frequently sing in tune with the songs played.  with celine dion serenading, i can't help but pause for a while, lie down on my bed, close my eyes and then study again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hala, 15 days to go:)  gosh, it's been a year already?  time flies (cliche) but it's true.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-107055141445447993?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107055141445447993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/107055141445447993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107055141445447993' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106907975269390735</id><published>2003-11-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T22:36:25.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever been so busy and tired that you just wanna give up and rest, even for awhile?  however, someone special just comes along, literally surprises you that he's here, 5 floors below you, ready to give you a peck on your cheek and a kiss on your forehead.  isn't that nice?  i mean, after endless tests and upcoming exams, how relaxing to finally hold that special person in your arms, no need to speak to each other but just hug and more hugs.  and lucky me, he came here to just do all that.  by golly, i couldn't even put into words how good it feels to see him waiting for you downstairs, holding nothing, not even a rose, i didn't really mind... he brought me more... that smile, chinky eyes, warm hug, soft peck, and lots of green peas!  maaan, so good!  haha  i was speechless, really.  i didn't know what to say.  my mind kept saying, "no, you're supposed to be here wednesday, wow, you surprised me again.  good thing you didn't ask mickie as your accomplice to go with me to wendy's."  but all my heart said was, "don't worry mi, he's here.  he'll be here.  it's ok.  you have someone to eat lunch with, someone to walk hand in hand with, and someone to hold you real tight."  great week huh?  and by the way, a month to go and it'll be anniversary, not the so-called monthsary.  god, i love him dearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106907975269390735?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106907975269390735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106907975269390735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106907975269390735' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106691381159742150</id><published>2003-10-23T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T20:56:50.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>midterms once again and i just found out that next week is midterms week.  i don't really have much time to burden myself with anxieties regarding exams because i am happy busying myself with extrecurricular activities.  although it takes up much of your time, really, i've been having so much fun since last week.  last friday was college of business and economics day and i was avp marketing.  although i was kind of disappointed with the sponsorships, all in all, i had a very tiring yet fun day.  i got to wear, for the first time, those central committee shirts with those huge id's hanging on your neck, people looking up to you like you're something.  you see, when i was first year and i'd see these people, first thing that came into my mind was, oh my, she's really active with all these stuff, i want to be like that also.  well, i got it anyway, and it was all worth it.  the interviews, the sweaty palms and shaky voice that i got having to talk to big shot corporations asking, or begging, or degrading myself, doing the dirty work that no one would do, asking for sponsors to shell out money.  yup, i did that and i learned a lot.  come to think of it.  although i don't handle the money part, i actually get to start the whole thing.  how could activities like these be a success without money right?  ok stop bragging.  so anyway, yesterday, ateneo business management students came to my school and had a little gathering and interaction with our members.  touring them around, playing games (they were kj's), eating, sit-in classes (i found it boring and was about to fall asleep but funny, my group found it interesting)... economics man!  time stopped!  i looked at my watch 6 times in 20 minutes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun seeing friends you haven't met for so long in friendster.  porn sites, friendster and myspace are sites that are blocked in our school's internet system.  you go into a computer lab, hoping to find a slot where you can quickly type and pass your assignment, and you see all screen screeming friendster!  good thing they blocked it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to songs that i remember getting it from a friend and i just remininse the highschool days.  songs like: help me girl, nobody knows it but me, dance with me, more than words, visions of sunset, if tomorrow never comes, if i was the one, stick around, if you've ever been in love, and a lot more.  i remember how i used to daydream when i can finally meet my special friend and have him play on the player these kinds of songs and we'd slow dance together.  you know, i tell you, it's much better to have him sing it while you're both dancing together.  it makes it much sweeter holding him close to you, and you to him.  trust me, we'd done that already and i just had to keep my knees from turning to jelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106691381159742150?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106691381159742150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106691381159742150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106691381159742150' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106481279688997342</id><published>2003-09-29T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T13:19:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday bubuy!!!!  dili nako mu butang unsa ka nga age kay ma kuratan tanan tao uy.  i love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naa nasad koy test ugma pero kini, lisud na gyud.  quatech siya ha... wala pa ko nag tuon kay wala pa ning sink in nga naa koy test ugma, daghan sad ug topics and ma covered pero ang bulk wala man ko kasabot, wala nalang sad ko.  hala, oo mai gad, naa man sad diay reporting ugma.  gi ahak nalang ni uy, maka turirik na kaayo sa ulo.  naa koy bago nga chika, akong gi kabuangan karon noh kay mga body wash.  ambot lang nganu pero kung naa gani mo gift para nako igka birthday noh, body wash lang nga humot, malipay na taon ko.  pero take note, naa nako dial, caress, ivory, ph5.5, ug peach scent gikan sa beauty bar.  humotan gyud kaayo ko ug gusto sad ko mag sigeg simhot sa akong kaugalingon pag human ug kaligo.  murag buang sa?  ana gyud na basta ma subraan ug tuon.  ay nag apil apil sad ko ba, project head ko sa pag anhi sa ateneo sa among iskuylahan para mag interaction.  ako ang naa sa registration mao ni ining maka ila gyud ko sa tanan nga taong mu attend sa interaction.  lingaw baya sad kay magkaila ta sa atong mga kaaway sa duwa ba.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag party mi gahapon kuyog sa akong inahan ug akong ikaduhang maguwang.  adto mi medyo layo sad sa balay ba niya pastilan, ingna kog nag binaboy ba kaha ko.  mao ni akong gi kaon... one fourth sa plato kay pansit, lima ka giant prawns, duha ka dagkong hiwa nga grilled nga subra ka lami nga salmon, duha ka slice sa embotido, mga 4x4 kadak-a nga panit sa lechon apil gamay ang tambok, duha ka dagko nga slice beef tenderloin,  isa ka leche flan, isa ka platito buko pandan, duha ka panaksan fruit salad, isa ka mangga, duha ka mangosteen.  pagkita sa akong mommy sa akong kinanan, iyang naong halos na kaingnunon nga dai, anak ba tika?  dako-a nimog kaon uy.  mao iyiang gi ingon nalang kay dai, ayaw sigeg kaon ug baboy kay dili na maayo, sunod sa imong maguwang... kaon sagbot, himu kanding.  ay dili ko anang kanding kay gikan nako ana.  pagkabata nako, dili ko ganahan maligo, kandingon!  mag lisug ko ug libang, magutong ug jolen, tobol  sa kanding!  katong niadto nga dili ko mu kaon kay maluoy ko ug baboy, sige ra kog kaon ug salad, gi ingnan kog mangguna nalang ko sa garden para sa akong i-kaon nga sagbot, murag kanding mu kaon ug papel!  ay karon hinuon kay pabalikon kog himu ug kanding.  pastilan baya gyud uy!  wala pa ma human akong isturya!  pag uli nako, akong bag tambok na kaayo!  unsai akong gi kawat sa party?????  walo ka mangga!!!!!  sus gi katawan gyud intawn ko sa katabang pag abot nako sa balay nga gi ingnan kog akong bag nanganak, namunga ug mangga!  nag bitbit pa gyud intawn ko ug duha ka buongon!  kana, dili na kinawat.  nananghid nako ana!  purbida baya uy!  lisod ning kinabuhi nga panagsa ra maka adto ug party kay i-todo gyud ang kaon ba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, bai, sio, mag tuon sa ko ha kay sayang akong gi kaon gahapon, dili ma digest sa akong utok!  ayo ayo ha?  sa sunod kay mag spokening dollars nako!  promdi lang sa ta ron.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lab yu bubuy!  wala ka kasabot noh?  text-i lang ko kung magpa translate ka ha?  tik kir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106481279688997342?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106481279688997342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106481279688997342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106481279688997342' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106433530061298961</id><published>2003-09-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T00:41:40.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aba, nagkaroon ata ng reactions from my kaibigan my making palit palit the language of my blog.  you know, it's been only isang week but i'm so pagod already.  there are so daming assignments, it's making me loka already.  my unang quiz will be on tuesday next week.  finance yung subject eh it's medyo nakakalito because there are so daming formulas, i wouldn't know na which one to make gamit.  oh, may chika again me.  i made fax again just this morning and alam mo, 33 pesos!  pucha naman, my gosh, it's so mahal talaga na dapat, free lang yung pag fax right?  i had oinkie adobo for my tanghalian and there was so daming mantika, feeling ko tuloy i'm greasing all over.  oh new kwento rin, dagdag sa my accomplishments na kababawan... vice president me sa human behavior na class.  it's mahirap pala to gawa a seatplan specially pag start of the term because i don't make kilala my classmates pa eh.  they make bigay their id pictures to me so that me make plotting nalang on the seatplan.  son of a tofu and piglet, i made dikit the pictures 13 palang, and we are 38 in the class!  25 more guessing and making dikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made pansin, no more updates on my pictures.  it's so mahirap kasi uploading files specially if the internet is so mabagal, you know how tiring naman mag wait noh while 0.185 centavos is slipping away per minuto.  sige, update nalang first on "i know this much is true."  page 254 na me and the story is so thrilling already.  they're gonna start making kwento the story of the kambal's grandfather and the other twin na hindi crazy is also going to make kwento what really happened to the sira ulong twin.  it's so fun and exciting talaga!  the book is so kapal, i've been reading since last week pa and because nga there are so daming assignments and biro moh, i've already tapos dalawang case study.  it's my major kasi that's why i have to gawa talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww so bad, my tummy is masakit.  i think siguro it's because of that piggy adobo.  so you know anong meaning toh, broom broom... puut puut!!!  until next time ulit ha?  watch out me next time mag blog, ibang language ulit?  maybe someday i'll make ubusan na language to speak, uhh, as if naman i know more than 5 language noh!  oh chika, *make beso beso on the cheek* till next time nalang.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  dear, i love you.  9 months and forever to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106433530061298961?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106433530061298961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106433530061298961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106433530061298961' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106380198492644714</id><published>2003-09-17T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T20:33:04.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pansin ko, dami ko na palang sinalihan na yahoogroups, yung dalawa nun, ako pa yung moderator, nakakahilo na talaga.  anyway, pupunta yung mga taga ateneo sa school ko pero hindi ko pa alam kung kailan.  october daw eh para timing, sembreak nila, para naman participative diba?  interaction toh sa mga members ng business management organization.  ang saya kaya, mag sit in sila sa classes namin para naman alam nila anong feeling namin diba?  then magkaroon ng games and stuff, mga tipong interaction pero nag suggest ako kailangan games namin creative, meaning... imbento lahat!  gusto ko talaga maging active kasi nga may balak akong tumakbo bilang officer next year, pero hindi ko pa alam anong position.  gusto ko externals or treasurer.  sa mga kilala sa akin, yun naman talaga yung bagay sa akin noh?  ano sa tingin niyo?  kung hindi sa pagiging madaldal at makulit, pera!  haha ang sama ko naman pakinggan niyan pero totoo naman eh.  ako yung tipong magulong bagay tapos inaayos, aayusin hanggang ok na, oc kasi eh!  so anyway, balik sa kwento.  gusto ko maging active since junior officer naman ako, na tawag sa org is yuppy, mas may edge pag mag run ako next year right?  although ang daming positions open kasi nga may iba mag reresign, pagod na, oh kundi mag ojt, o kaya gragraduate na sila.  sana naman noh matanggap ako.  6 hours kaya ako nag bantay sa booth namin noong monday na nirequire sakin 3 hours lang.  biro mo, feeling ko tumigaw yung pwet ko sa kakaupo!  pero may free coffee!  lots of it.  excited narin ako sa mga plans sa college day namin, october pa naman pero fun din ata, sana!  ano ba yan, start palang ng school, busy na!  ang hirap pa naman ng mga assignments namin.  oh my, ngayon ko lang na pansin yung time, 8:30 na pala, lam mo, i just missed meteor mania in manila.  dibale, may bukas pa naman.  ang cute nila noh?  nakakainggit, galing mag english ni vaness.  kailan kaya ako maging ganon?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang mahal talaga dito.  kanina, nag print ako sa internet cafe kasi hiniram ng kapatid ko yung printer.  ok lang sana 3 pesos per page.  eh kaso, kailangan kong i-fax yun.  susmaryosep, 15 pesos per page!  anak ng tokwa't baboy!  inabutan pa naman ako ng 75 pesos!  grabe, manipis na wallet ko, este, lalong manipis na wallet ko.  hai nako, ang dami ko pang gagawin, academics and extra curricular.  eh yun naman talaga yung essence sa pag aaral diba?  kung paano mo i-babalance yung work load, paano mo hatiin yung time mo, mag budget, kakain, oh nga pala, wala pa akong dinner!  biro mo, pati dinner ko nakalimutan?!  peste naman, kailangan ko ng mag logout kundi maubusan ako ng load sa internet card, 100 pesos ang aabot sa akin!  oh sha sha, next time ibang language ulit ha?  hanggang sa muli!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106380198492644714?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106380198492644714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106380198492644714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106380198492644714' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106354384290852576</id><published>2003-09-14T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T20:50:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am actually having a difficult time keeping up with this blog.  i can't wait for christmas.  i'm like a pig.  i sleep all day.  no kidding, i sleep a total of 14.5 hours a day, minimum.  certified piggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a long weekend since my friday class ends early, i went home to my uncle's place and had my dvd weekend.  i watched a total of 5 movies from 3pm until 1am.  included in those 5 was paul mccarney's concert video.  i just fell in love with him.  i love his "here, there, everywhere" and "yesterday."  his audience was mainly baby boomers who fell for the beatles.  i thought  he was the only beatle alive so better watch him sing live.  it was kinda touching seeing old people smile with joy and cried tears of joy watching him play.  my uncle said he was the nicest and kindest among all beatles.  i didn't expect that by tuning into 96.3 wrock, i know almost all of the beatles' songs.  my friends always kid about my listening to this mellow, classic, old school radio station that plays songs in the 1950's till the 1980's.  no wonder i don't recognize any of jarule's or jlo's new songs or even new artists.  back to paul's concert, when he played "here, there, everywhere," there were couple slow dancing and that just got me.  how i wish i could slow dance like that, eyes closed and my head on my special someone's chest, his hands run through my hair, my arms wrap around him tight... hopeless romantic.  my uncle and i just sang through the whole video, i doing some backups like ooohh here and aaahh there.  my singing career is not so bad after all.  my uncle was surprised i know more beatles songs that he.  i leave you the lyrics of "here, there, everywhere."  enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lead a better life, I need my love to be here.&lt;br /&gt;Here, making each day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Changing my life with a wave of her hand.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can deny that there's something there.&lt;br /&gt;There, running my hands through her hair.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us thinking how good it can be.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there.&lt;br /&gt;I want her everywhere and if she's beside me I know I need never care.&lt;br /&gt;But to love her is to need her.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere,  knowing that love is to share.&lt;br /&gt;Each one believing that love never dies watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there.&lt;br /&gt;I want her everywhere and if she's beside me I know I need never care.&lt;br /&gt;But to love her is to need her.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere,  knowing that love is to share.&lt;br /&gt;Each one believing that love never dies watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Here, there and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106354384290852576?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106354384290852576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106354384290852576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354384290852576' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106327154951311602</id><published>2003-09-11T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T17:12:29.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always thought that maintaining a blog was chicken but then again, i forgot when i last blogged.  so here i am, back to my normal self, oversleeping, overtalking, over-eating, and over-not-exercising.  what's there to lose?  a lot!!  i had a great time today at school, but schedule is as hectic as hell.  i've classes 9:30 until 4:20 straight.  i had a quarter piece of mango crepe for lunch at 12:50 since the teacher arrived early and was able to finish the whole thing at 2:30, and i also had a whole lot of mojo potatoes.  yummy but fatty and not healthy.  funny how time flies and i realize that i miss my place down south.  i regret i hadn't eaten more!  oh yeah, i miss home cooked warm food.  i don't care if i dine in any restaurant or even if chef mimi was the one who prepared the food, i miss warm, stoved cooked food and not microwave reheated food.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy or borrow, much better, 5 books this term; one for each subject.  these are heavy books, i figure i may be a weight(book)lifter someday and they cost a lot!  finance book could reach 700 bucks, i'd rather borrow.  i'm excited that i have new friends this new term but funny, my marketing subject, it seems as if everyone knows everyone.  most of the students are business management majors and it's like a mini-reunion.  the teacher, he's fun and he appointed me class president.  can i say charms?  or just plain talkative and participative.  he asks a lot and i give answers more than what he asks.  he was actually bothered that i suggested white wine to go with eggplant parmigiana and he said he really want it to be red wine so i said fine, up to your preference, no one is forcing you to drink white wine.  i told him i eat eggplant parmigiana and drink h20!  we talked about food, books, music, instruments that i can play and instruments that i still want to learn to play.  at the top of my list is the violin and next is the drums.  i may as well train myself to perform a one-woman-band.  my toes on the piano, neck and fingers on the violin for prelogue, guitars for chorus, recorder for bridges, thighs on the drums!  ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a while, i will be having my not-home-cooked dinner and then, i will rest.  i need sleep even though i slept a total of 13.5 hours yesterday.  that was then, this is now.  by the way, i'm reading wally lamb's "i know this much is true."  i borrowed the book from mickie, oprah's book clulb of course, and mickie's book club too!  i'm enjoying my 27th out of the 897 pages to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106327154951311602?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106327154951311602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106327154951311602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106327154951311602' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106268653826991837</id><published>2003-09-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T22:44:35.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 more days to go and i still feel i haven't done something worthwhile.  i didn't even finish watching the meteor garden series which i'm already addicted to.  i like hua tz lei, so shy and cute.  my eyes are itchy again.  maybe the time of the day affects my eyes?  weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just hit me that it's almost christmas.  this morning, i played a couple of christmas songs, the christmas song being my favorite, on the computer.  it's already septemBER and that would mean time would really really fly!  i don't even know what i'm talking about here but i am already excited.  christmas is in my own air, that's for sure.  i can't wait for the cool weather during november, december and january.  and the lights all around me, it would be so romantic.  silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my photo for the day.  it was taken on a boring day.  the towers are bottles of dkny perfume on the back of a cosmopolitan magazine with a boring subject, my cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/342384/mag8_resize.JPG" width=430 height=300&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106268653826991837?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106268653826991837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106268653826991837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106268653826991837' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106260165272906446</id><published>2003-09-03T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T23:07:32.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just can't believe what's happening to my eyes.  it's all red and very itchy!  everytimes i come home, i notice my eyes seem to dry up and irritate.  maybe the environment is not the same.  i may be correct to say that my eyes got used to the dirty polluted city of the north and has not adjusted back to the normal clean air of the queen city of the south.  that's kinda sad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot but i was able to upload lots of pictures so i will still be able to post some pics here.  but unfortunately, the site seems to be down so no pics, afterall.  there are just too much mosquitos admiring my fair skin and enjoying my sweet blood so i better go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106260165272906446?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106260165272906446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106260165272906446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106260165272906446' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106251765490678612</id><published>2003-09-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T23:47:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back!  10 days has actually passed!  after finals week, a week after coming home, and after a little bit of editing, my blog is back.  i still don't have any background yet but you'll see!  i don't know why but my pc here at home got the msblaster virus.  i had it fixed yesterday morning and was supposed to pick it up after 4 hours but then there were complications.  the os was not working with the new setup so the pc kept on hanging prior to shutdown.  but now, it's good as not so new.  i haven't had time to go out with the whole gang but i'll make sure we can all meet up.  thank you karen for the updates and layout but i prefer to keep it simple.  *not sarcastic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has happened the last two weeks that i cannot seem to recall every single bit.  but just today, i got myself a new pair of eyeglasses.  i used to wear one but it disintegrated after a heavy 138-lb. lady sat on it.  i then wore toric lenses but after 5 months, my eyes just cannot adjust to it.  with pure astigmatism that slowly ocals my eye, i need hard, expensive, made to order lenses just to fit the size of my small iris.  alas, i am now wearing a nerd looking, black, plastic-framed glasses.  i've been driving for the past week but when i wore it while driving this afternoon, i saw a new world!  i didn't my eyes were so bad until i got used to the 20/20 vision and took off my glasses, everything went blurred.  no, not everything, just the outline of everything.  something like a madrid building where there are no ends.  by the way, i look even more stricter with these glasses.  yes, it's a triple possitive gramatical not-error description of how i look now.  if i tie up my hair, i look like the personality symbol of the shop, "maldita" and even worst, ms. minchin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping to post some pics here but my cpu does not carry with it usb ports.  you can just imagine how ancient this thing is.  i'm trying to start the background but i don't know how.  until then, i'm admiring my vain self in the mirror with my new look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106251765490678612?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106251765490678612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106251765490678612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106251765490678612' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106152917225924391</id><published>2003-08-22T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T23:14:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whew, what a day i had yesterday.  i slept at around 1:00am because my eyes were too tired editing graphs for the marketing plan of our project.  i actually overslept and woke up at around 7:30am already.  i edited my work, finished it and started to chaeck my emails for the others' work.  i was the one compiling all the work.  i realized this is not only me.  borbon, mickie, joy, and i are sacred hearters.  and what do we have in common?  not contented with other people's works.  whenever we have a project to submit, i always have something to edit, which makes me so busy.  well, i can't afford a low grade just because of that.  so anyway, i finished editing my major paper at around 11:00 and i went down to eat lunch.  i had my report acetated for the ohp and i went up again to take a bath.  by 12:45, i had to go down again to had our 3-inch thick project be ring bound.  i finished at around 12:58 and had to run to school, in 4-inch stilletos, just so i won't be late for the submission at 1:00pm.  i was all business attire yesterday, i actually had fun.  you know when you do something and you're confident in what you're doing, you don't get nervous at all.  yesterday, i was actually excited when my group presented our product.  i used to be really nervous, my voice would crack and i'd forget my english; my hands would sweat producing 1 drop of salty water per 15 minutes.  yesterday, i was all smiles.  god, i love to let that always happen to me during a defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after having a great day yesterday, i spent the rest of the afternoon watching the movie, "message in a bottle."  i've read the book twice, and each time i did, tears still well up in my eyes.  but it was my first time to watch the movie and you guessed it, i cried, again.  i love movies like that.  something like when the actor feels pain, he need not say it directly, and somehow, my heart just aches for his character.  you know the feeling when you can't breathe and the upper part of your chest just keeps on contracting and tears come falling down your cheek.  and i just love kevin costner (garrett)'s hands.  they are so long and thin yet very manly.  the way he caresses theresa (robin wryt penn) and the way he plays with her hair; the way he hugs and snuggles with her in bed, makes your ears tingle.  the way he holds her, through silence, he's trying to say, "she's mine" and when theresa read his letter, that he was actually letting go of his dead wife, catherine, and then he went down, saving other people's lives, i just had to shut up the entire movie.  i couldn't help but sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is hell week.  i have two final exams on monday and another dose of two exams on tuesday.  finally, i only have one on wednesday and afterwhich, home sweet home.  i'll just have to study seriously, then i'll be able to make it.  no dean's list this term, grades are too low.  too bad, but that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's my unedited photo for the day.  notice in the magazines they number the items and describe where you could find it, for how much, and whose belongings these are, well, i actually have a little passion for it.  i've always wanted to submit something like this.  take note, this is unedited and was done in my room.  all these are mine and thus, the article in the magazine should be something like "what's in mimi's dresser?"  dream on, fantasy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/342384/perfume5_resize.JPG" width="430" height="300"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;another picture.  this time, a little different though.  just a little bit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/342384/perfume6_resize.JPG" width="430" height="300"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106152917225924391?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106152917225924391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106152917225924391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106152917225924391' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106134720783792403</id><published>2003-08-20T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T23:15:19.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This picture is not a eerie as it looks, i actually like the contrasting sky blue and large trees.  this unedited photo was taken in ateneo de manila university.  i was there to watch the uaap basketball game my school versus up.  i had nothing to do so i took some shots.  it was raining heavily that day and boy, was i soaked!  funny how people fight against each other because of the tradition and rivalry that exists between two schools yet come to think of it, it's not where you go to school.  it's what you learn while you're in school, taking note that what you learn aren't limited to the four wals of the classroom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="430" height="300" src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/342384/admu4_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at around 1:00am this morning trying to finish my final paper.  it onsists of more than a hundred dreaded pages and i still haven't finished them yet.  i woke up this morning thinking it was still 6:00am.  i slept and when i woke up, i realized it was 7:45, my class starts in 15 minutes.  shame on me, i didn't have time to take a bath.  good thing though i take a bath before i go to bed, so there's not much difference except that my hair is not wet.  well, i can just say that i blowed my hair dry.  so anyway, despite my panicking over this major paper, i still have time to blog.  that's nice because i now have something to blame on when i can't finish it.  i've so many things to do, this is scaring me.  next week is finals week, this friday no classes, no quizzes this week but then i can't seem to relax.  let me ask you this, can you relax if you have a paper to be passed tomorrow with groupmates who won't help, if you have two major final exams next tuesday with only a 30minute break in between, or even studying in one night all the lessons in statistics with the hypothesis testing and pearson's and spearman's and superman's, oh no, superman is not included there.  i've to meet my groupmates this afternoon for a brief discussion on how we're going to go about the reporting tomorrow.  my black slacks is in my hometown, so i'll revert to wearing an elegant khaki slacks and black top.  i've no accessories but who cares, i need to pass this course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106134720783792403?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106134720783792403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106134720783792403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106134720783792403' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106128382066552476</id><published>2003-08-19T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T23:18:52.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a rather special day.  i found out that i was actually accepted as a yuppy in the school org.  i spent time writing that funny essay.  i've really been showered with so much blessings these past few days, i cannot even thank Him enough.  He got me through everything, even through the 8 wonderful months that i've been sharing with my special someone.  yes, it's been 8 months and counting...  you know who you are.  smile beh?  i love you, dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been quite a long time since i used the techie side of my brain and today, it seems to be working well.  i've been interested in photography again lately and i've come to appreciate the beauty of it.  it's not easy for me to capture the image at the right moment since i've very shaky hands.  i have to pin my arms so close to my body to steady it, the side of my chest would actually hurt.  here is a self portrait, or should i say a self hand, whatever you call it.  the pictures and poems i'll be posting here will all be my work.  i hope you enjoy them as much as i still do.  this is what He gave me, a talent not everyone can have.  i've to be thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="430" height="300" src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/342384/hand2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106128382066552476?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106128382066552476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106128382066552476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106128382066552476' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106117486312201824</id><published>2003-08-18T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T17:56:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what happened this morning just made my day, or should i say, probably made my week.  for the last 6 weeks, i've become very occupied filing application forms for acm.  it's a course program under business management which in lieu of practicum, the students get to be trained by multinational companies through ojt.  i had to take a psychoanalytic written exam with essay, 2 faculty interviews and an interview from the chairperson.  i had to speak in perfect english, no "like, ummm, yeah" and all sorts of stuff.  and the awaited day, i saw my name listed under "accepted acm applicants for 1st term, sy2003-2004."  i could not believe it, i actually passed those gruelsome days and nights of thinking situational answers for the interview.  i had to read and read and read; yup, i read the list for 3 times, just to make sure i saw the list right.  funny i just read a line from "the alchemist" this morning when i woke up, paul coelho said, "when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."  that's how bad i wanted this slot from the acm program, and that's what i actually got.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday afternoon, i spent my free time reading nick's novel, "nights in rodanthe."  although mickie said it was disappointing, i actually liked it.  i laughed, i cried, got excited and sighed, the same way nick's other books made me feel.  i kinda felt bad i finished the book too soon.  in 4 hours time, i was like, "oh, i finished the book, what do i do now?"  but anyway, i liked it and i can't wait for "the guardian" in paperback.  also, lately i've come to appreciate rowling's harry potter series.  i've never read the book and i've watched the movie only half.  i actually like to finish the 5 series because i started with the first one already.  my dorm mates actually laughed and told me i'm way behind the harry potter trend.  funny thing too, i've decided to buy the complete set of meteor garden, which consists of meteor garden 1, meteor rain, and meteor garden 2.  my friends have watched mg2 and i can't seem to relate.  i told them to tell me the story.  they asked me if i've watched the first part, and when i said no, they recommend me to watch it first.  oh well, nice way to spend my term break the following week; books and movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave a quote from meister eckhart, which may be helpful for those who are always in a hurry.  "if the only prayer you said in your whole life was, 'thank you,' that would suffice."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106117486312201824?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106117486312201824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106117486312201824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106117486312201824' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105184.post-106113381464661957</id><published>2003-08-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:23:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel kinda weird to be back here. i blogged a long time ago, i mean not so long. about a year ago, but then i've nothing to do. finals is coming up, and after the term break, i will be having lots of free time. i figured if i could try to maintain just one single blog, maybe, well, maybe. anyway, this blog will most likely be a collection of pictures that i actually took. i still don't know how to post pictures but i will certainly try. i won't be naming my blog like i used to name tutut.  i'll also try to post here a collection of my poems and maybe some book reviews.  this will be a new chapter in my life, a new me, thanks to you.  a new blog, a new friend.  welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105184-106113381464661957?l=mimiyap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106113381464661957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105184/posts/default/106113381464661957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimiyap.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106113381464661957' title=''/><author><name>mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13383162670508486540</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></entry></feed>
