<?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-27432444</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:27:43.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine Driven</title><subtitle type='html'>my little nook in cyberspace...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2733590752596304358</id><published>2008-07-22T02:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:09:41.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown survey</title><content type='html'>Survey credit: Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 things you want to say to 10 different people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The way you beg for attention is way too pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Can't wait to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I had so much fun last weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let's have some coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I already got a new pink luggage! Yehey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Thank you SOOOOOOO much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Say Hi to Bden for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm broke. Pay me back. (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. May you find what you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Stop this heartache overload! (Borrowed from Missing You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 things about myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wander girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Movie buff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Music Junkie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Caffeine addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ailurophobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a sweet tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Impulsive shopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Chick lit fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Breathes Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 ways to win my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be God-fearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Remember the little details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Understand my need for personal space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do things spontaneously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Support my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Show respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Travel with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Accept me... the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things that cross your mind a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My next travel destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Incubus' next album and world tour - When when when?? They are enjoying their much deserved break, but still, I can't help but think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My health. I'm freaking paranoid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My weight! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Some stuff I want to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Brandon Boyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 things that you don't like about yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Worrying too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tendency to wish for the impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Spending habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lack of math skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My thighs.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 turn offs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Arrogance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Greediness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pretension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lack of respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 turn ons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sincerity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thoughtfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 smileys that describe your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 things that you want to do before you die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make a difference to as many people as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 confession&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fine, I NEED and WANT someone more than I should. I hate myself for that but I couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;LSS:&lt;br /&gt;"And there's a message that I am sending out&lt;br /&gt;Like a telegraph to your soul&lt;br /&gt;I can't bridge this distance&lt;br /&gt;Honey, stop this heartache overload" - &lt;em&gt;Missing You by Tyler Hilton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2733590752596304358?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2733590752596304358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2733590752596304358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2733590752596304358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2733590752596304358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/07/countdown-survey.html' title='Countdown survey'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3483257414659745716</id><published>2008-07-22T02:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:20:47.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody pinch me!!</title><content type='html'>Because I need to wake up now! I must be dreaming. Is this really happening? Seriously!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excerpt from the e-mail I got regarding my entry for End.&gt;Vacuum contest:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;On behalf of Mike Einziger, Congratulations, your video has been selected as the official winner from your respective US state or country abroad. Thank you very much for your participation in the contest. Mike watched each video that was submitted and personally chose each one of you to be his guest at the debut performance of "End.&gt;Vacuum at UCLA's Royce hall on August 23rd, 2008.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that your video has been selected, you must confirm your travel plans with me no later thatn August 15th in order to secure your two tickets and after-party passes. Please e-mail a copy of your confirmed flight itinerary to me and I will then reply with details on how to pick up your tickets. If you are driving to the show, please specify where you are driving from and which dates you plan to travel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seth Allen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ren Management&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mind can't process it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** The blogger just fainted!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My entry: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0I7pFdF4nIA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0I7pFdF4nIA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3483257414659745716?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3483257414659745716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3483257414659745716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3483257414659745716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3483257414659745716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/07/somebody-pinch-me.html' title='Somebody pinch me!!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-7350483236479898188</id><published>2008-07-16T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T06:34:50.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug BDEN for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ngayon lang nag sink in...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ngayon ko lang na-realize...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waaaah! Di ko na mapapanood PANIC AT THE DISCO! !!#$%^&amp;amp;*(#$%^!#$$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It breaks my heart to sell my precious ticket but I have to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iniisip ko nalang na sobrang ok kapalit nito - Trip to US! I will finally see Manhattan. I could go to LA.  Magkikita na kami ng best friend ko after 8 long years. Mabibisita ko relatives ko...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero di ko pa din ma-get over sa ngayon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayang tapos na US tour nyo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know I'm gonna see you guys perform live someday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hug BDEN for me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-7350483236479898188?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/7350483236479898188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=7350483236479898188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7350483236479898188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7350483236479898188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/07/hug-bden-for-me.html' title='Hug BDEN for me'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2225389316398838280</id><published>2008-07-15T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:41:35.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eheads.. one night only!</title><content type='html'>OMIGOD! &lt;a href="http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=2008071263&amp;amp;type=2"&gt;http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?aid=2008071263&amp;amp;type=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stopped myself from fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a dream come true.&lt;/strong&gt; And I'm gonna f-ing miss it. Im gonna miss it!!!!!! Shit! &lt;em&gt;Nawasak na ang PANIC dreams ko at ngayon eto pa...&lt;/em&gt; Gonna start drowning myself with the thoughts of Manhattan to yank out this semi-depression. Release it on DVD. I'm begging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2225389316398838280?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2225389316398838280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2225389316398838280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2225389316398838280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2225389316398838280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/07/eheads-one-night-only.html' title='Eheads.. one night only!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4538969859796745979</id><published>2008-07-07T09:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:18:22.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited</title><content type='html'>The past few days were a series of meet ups with people I haven't seen in a while. Last week, Annie and I met up with fellow wander girl friend, Kelly. We had so much fun!!! Crazy laughing-out-loud-the-whole-time fun! We watched Wanted after our food trip. The story was so-so. But everybody should see it because of Angelina Jolie! Nobody does female assassin better than her. And the special effects kicked some major ass too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220076410350591986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SHFv1otX3_I/AAAAAAAAAmw/jVnKgMIWh_g/s320/100_4645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Went to Lhai's 25th bday lunch the following day and I had a blast with CEU's infamous cheaters' club. It was nice to walk down college memory lane for a few hours. I hope we could all get together more often despite our busy schedules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222891676521187266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SHtwTsdjx8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/OiXtaOkwMl0/s320/lhai+bdya.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A few days after, I had a major catch up with my college best friend and ka-shield, Cha. When two turbo talkers reunite, tonsils are bound to get hurt. And that's what happened. I forgot the last time I talked that much. Had a little shopping spree too since a lot of stores were holding mid year sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222891763136378354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SHtwYvIOtfI/AAAAAAAAAnA/_vLA0wCu6PI/s320/with+cha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No definite plans yet, but I might stay on the other side of the world for the next couple of months. It's nice to keep in touch with people who are dear to me. God knows I'm gonna miss all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LSS for 2 weeks and counting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"We'll crucify the insincere tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We'll find a way to offer up the night, tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The indescribable moments of your life, tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The impossible is possible, tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight" - &lt;em&gt;Tonight, Tonight by PATD (Smashing Pumpkins cover)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4538969859796745979?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4538969859796745979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4538969859796745979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4538969859796745979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4538969859796745979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/07/reunited.html' title='Reunited'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SHFv1otX3_I/AAAAAAAAAmw/jVnKgMIWh_g/s72-c/100_4645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6122003203267895011</id><published>2008-07-07T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:01:12.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew it!</title><content type='html'>Nadal ends Federer's 5-year reign at Wimbledon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220070357943237794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SHFqVVvAvKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/wgPRbYPKEsg/s320/rafa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6122003203267895011?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6122003203267895011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6122003203267895011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6122003203267895011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6122003203267895011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-knew-it.html' title='I knew it!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SHFqVVvAvKI/AAAAAAAAAmo/wgPRbYPKEsg/s72-c/rafa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1164620825868265700</id><published>2008-06-28T03:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T04:19:46.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking the herb again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGU800rpVxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RIQriwmVlqc/s1600-h/incubus"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216642621571159826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGU800rpVxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RIQriwmVlqc/s320/incubus" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, &lt;strong&gt;I'm hooked&lt;/strong&gt;. INCUBUS fever could dwindle but incurable nonetheless. For the past three weeks, I've been busy and didn't have the chance to check YG. And that was ok until fellow INCU-buddy, Kat, told me that Mikey (YES, MIKE EINZIGER!) replied to the video greeting they sent at his official My Space account. I was exhilarated! Too bad that I wasn't able to join the celebration since I didn't even know about it. I cannot believe I've been missing out that much. Anyway, I'll go to the street team get together on Wednesday to catch up. Insanity ahead.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1164620825868265700?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1164620825868265700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1164620825868265700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1164620825868265700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1164620825868265700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/smoking-herb-again.html' title='Smoking the herb again'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGU800rpVxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/RIQriwmVlqc/s72-c/incubus' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2347770913290405941</id><published>2008-06-27T03:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T03:54:53.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when Wimbledon ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Andy Roddick ousted in 2nd Round &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216278800387973154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGPx7pKGoCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/DPgb-YO1fZE/s320/a-rod" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sad sad sad... Di kasi ko nanood eh (oo napansin ko pag di ako nakakapanood eh natatalo siya.. as in!) Nandito ko ngayon sa office at minonitor ko nalang ang score card sa site ng Wimbledon. Di ko napanood yung live streaming kasi siyempre bawal.. Bad trip! Talo na din si Nole. It looks like Rafa VS Fed pa din sa finals... &lt;strong&gt;I'm putting my money on Rafa.&lt;/strong&gt; You want a championship bet, lemme know.&lt;/em&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/27432444-2347770913290405941?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2347770913290405941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2347770913290405941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2347770913290405941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2347770913290405941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/wake-me-up-when-wimbledon-ends.html' title='Wake me up when Wimbledon ends...'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGPx7pKGoCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/DPgb-YO1fZE/s72-c/a-rod' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3607417253443972221</id><published>2008-06-25T07:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:51:02.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear Andy found his match</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGGEjU4wl2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/YoMLwcEoocc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215595585908807522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGGEjU4wl2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/YoMLwcEoocc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Andy with fiancee Brooklyn Decker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart bled for a minute but I'm fine now. =P&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck on the grass court!&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3607417253443972221?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3607417253443972221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3607417253443972221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3607417253443972221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3607417253443972221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dear-andy-found-his-match.html' title='My dear Andy found his match'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGGEjU4wl2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/YoMLwcEoocc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2743337278172590828</id><published>2008-06-24T06:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:07:42.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma Vie en L'air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGAopgzoe2I/AAAAAAAAAlI/tXVHQ41Ne-o/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215213062141279074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGAopgzoe2I/AAAAAAAAAlI/tXVHQ41Ne-o/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out of all the movies I've seen on the recent French Film Festival, &lt;strong&gt;Ma Vie en L'air (Love is the air)&lt;/strong&gt;  is definitely my favorite. The story revolved around Yann Kerbec, a pilot trainer who has a lifelong fear of flying. His phobia might have been the result of his mom's death while giving birth to him aboard a plane in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. In his early twenties, he found his ideal girl, Charlotte. Their romance was pure bliss until she had to left for Australia. He promised her a visit on Christmas day, but his inability to step on an airplane stopped him and that put an end on their relationship.  After years of trying to get over her, Yann found himself still deeply brokenhearted. But things started to change when he met his beautiful neighbor, Alice. The attraction was instantaneous, but there were two problems right away. First, she was attached. Second, he wanted to stick to the "neighbor rule". He didn't make a move and befriended her instead. After awhile, his growing feelings for Alice was just unstoppable. When she broke up with her boyfriend,  he immediately decided to pursue her. But just as he thought he found his way to happiness, he found out that Charlotte was back in France.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The love triangle began, feelings were defined and choices were made. At the end, Yann conquered his fear of flying to follow the love of his life. Was it Alice or Charlotte? It's for you to find out. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The relationship of Yann with his bum friend, Ludo, was another gem of this film. It emitted giggles and moved me to tears. All the actors gave an excellent performance. Academy award winner Marion Cotillard sparkled on screen and she is definitely my current girl crush right now.  =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I gotta own on this on DVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2743337278172590828?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2743337278172590828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2743337278172590828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2743337278172590828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2743337278172590828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/ma-vie-en-lair.html' title='Ma Vie en L&apos;air'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGAopgzoe2I/AAAAAAAAAlI/tXVHQ41Ne-o/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8393881360908591450</id><published>2008-06-19T01:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:35:28.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrequited love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SFmc9jaE1CI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Tr9xZ9UcyTk/s1600-h/heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213370624948622370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SFmc9jaE1CI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Tr9xZ9UcyTk/s320/heart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I capable of loving someone too much I'd wait forever?&lt;/strong&gt; My answer is NO. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am currently reading Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Love in the Time of Cholera. And my heart is bleeding for Florentino Ariza even though his love for Fermina Daza became more of an obsession. &lt;em&gt;Haaaay, unrequited love nga naman.. ang sakit sa kalooban. &lt;/em&gt;Imagine a love that lasts more than a half a century. Imagine more than 600 affairs to cure the pain. Argh! There are moments while reading it when I wanna scream &lt;em&gt;"Diosko, saksakin mo nalang sarili mo please". &lt;/em&gt;hahaha! I just couldn't fathom the idea of lifelong self-inflicted suffering. But as they say, &lt;strong&gt;the heart wants what it wants.&lt;/strong&gt; My officemate gave away the ending so I know how it will end. It's nice to know there's some sort of happiness awaiting for both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8393881360908591450?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8393881360908591450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8393881360908591450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8393881360908591450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8393881360908591450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/unrequited-love.html' title='Unrequited love'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SFmc9jaE1CI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Tr9xZ9UcyTk/s72-c/heart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1895771455211639787</id><published>2008-06-17T03:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:03:52.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Panic</title><content type='html'>Finally got my ticket to see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BDEN, RYRO, JON and SPENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213437565912293682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SFnZ2B7hITI/AAAAAAAAAlA/dILy3dCfvEg/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooo verrrryyyy HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend, I dared check my savings account. Needless to say, I was surprised with what I found. Or in my case, didn't find. It was the absence of an acceptable amount of savings from a single woman who has been working for three years. Though I wouldn't dare regret where I decided to spend my money on, I've made a decision... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to save up more&lt;/span&gt;. How am I gonna do it? That's the big question. I've been thinking how could I reduce my expenses and it gave me a headache. &lt;em&gt;Ika nga sa Shopaholic series, it's either you cut back or make more money. And I have to decide what strategy suits my personality. Ang hirap mag-decide.. grrr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1895771455211639787?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1895771455211639787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1895771455211639787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1895771455211639787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1895771455211639787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-panic.html' title='Time to Panic'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SFnZ2B7hITI/AAAAAAAAAlA/dILy3dCfvEg/s72-c/Image094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4837990558717325169</id><published>2008-06-11T08:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T04:39:28.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail RAFA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8Ygh1SG4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y7cfk2sD3Ow/s1600-h/rafa"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210410241007688578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8Ygh1SG4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y7cfk2sD3Ow/s320/rafa" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Sunday, Rafa has tied with Bjorn Borg's record of four consecutive Roland Garros titles. He kicked Fed's ass and remained undefeated at the French Open. When will his reign as the King of Clay be over? With his intense performance this year, I think he'll keep that title for a couple of years or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4837990558717325169?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4837990558717325169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4837990558717325169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4837990558717325169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4837990558717325169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/06/hail-rafa.html' title='Hail RAFA!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8Ygh1SG4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Y7cfk2sD3Ow/s72-c/rafa' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-97536647990505307</id><published>2008-05-28T02:00:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:03:43.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohol Journal</title><content type='html'>The rainy season is fast approaching and it sucks. Before I wave goodbye to summer 2008, there's still room for one more getaway. Annie and I went to Bohol and enjoyed everything this place has to offer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210391560159864178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8HhKQFpXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oTO2CJ2S9PU/s320/b-18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie and I arrived in Tagbilaran at around 1:30pm. We booked a room at El Portal Inn which was 4 minutes away from the airport. It was a really nice place and the staff was absolutely helpful when I found out that I lost the key to my luggage (fcuk!). In less than 5 minutes after I asked for assistance, they helped me by breaking the lock with a hand saw. As soon as we solved my luggage dilemma, we headed to Panglao Island. The flat rate for a cab ride outside the city is Php400. You can opt to use the meter but you have to double the total bill. After like 30 minutes, we reached Bohol Bohol Club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209171568631778546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEqx8TpcjPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AVHkJEdHMS4/s320/P4281680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208720498270010658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEkXsjmt_SI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jLiFMWbDz3E/s320/P4281683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This place is absolutely perfect&lt;/strong&gt;. From the white beach... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209172187429866754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEqygU2aDQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/K1wHf0tPkTI/s320/Image081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;to the relaxing ambiance to the wonderful facilities this world class resort offers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209170809269956450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEqxQGzer2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/_glmEAEIoag/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's like a giant postcard when I look around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209173583210717138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEqzxkifn9I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NWREiwfRC2E/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had the best time there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210376407121195602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE75vIyI8lI/AAAAAAAAAiw/A-6l5JiZpwc/s320/b-5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210378283575859874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE77cXHy2qI/AAAAAAAAAjA/o9yfJFRn5Y8/s320/b-7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210376743881848242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE76CvUItbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Hf2w5AqpXQ0/s320/b-6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second day in Bohol started as early as 5am. We headed to Alona Aquatica Resort, our starting point for our Sea Tour. We arranged this with Mang Viao for 1,500 excluding of snorkeling gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209177997918790050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEq3yim64aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Bj9MV1Mmc4s/s320/Image131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First stop, dolphin watching at Pamilacan. We really enjoyed this one. Dolphins are the cutest creatures on earth (next to penguins of course haha!). We had fun chasing them cause as soon as they sensed the boats coming in, they immediately disappear. After a hour or so, we moved on to Balicasag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209175130937174850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEq1LqRPK0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/15dOV3ELgU4/s320/P4291725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The marine sanctuary is phenomenal. We had so much fun snorkeling that we probably did that for like an hour. When we headed back to the shore, we bought some souvenirs and then went straight to Puntod or Virgin Island. The name suits the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209176206297195586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEq2KQTC5EI/AAAAAAAAAho/crJ4AN_Plqk/s320/P4291741.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a sight to behold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A little past noon, we were back in Alona Aquatica. We hopped on a cab and went straight to Panglao Island Nature Resort, another world-class resort here in Bohol. The first thing I noticed was their infinity pool plus and then the man-made island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209176859658567154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEq2wSQiPfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Gw_TVcAbqfo/s320/P4291755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before taking an afternoon dip, we had a long lunch at the cozy gazebo. We spent a couple of hours swimming both at the white beach and the infinity pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209180148961210850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEq5vv3ZceI/AAAAAAAAAiA/YShFNO8Dvec/s320/P4291778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also swam all the way to the man-made island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210378997560685330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE78F67CsxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zTpfA4ZcFVo/s320/b-8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The whole resort was really a perfect place to chill out. I forgot any form of stress I've had. When we headed back to Tagbilaran, we dined at Jo's Chicken Inato, a local resto that was recommended on travel forums we often visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210379620227408674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE78qKiW4yI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5FKP73z6ZvY/s320/b-9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210380218275825426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE79M-cNhxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/iR94c6QDcfA/s320/b-10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The food was great. The service was slow. Tsk tsk tsk... The resto is literally full of chickens. From the door to the wall to the table and even the chairs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since the night life was non-existent and we were not yet sleepy despite starting the day early, we went to BQ mall and watched Indiana Jones. haha! Movie tickets here were cheap. 80 bucks only! Only half of what we pay to watch a movie in Manila. And the movie houses there were comparable to those in Podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209182030383935042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SEq7dQth7kI/AAAAAAAAAiI/uzsmmsM-7-8/s320/Image167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth Indy movie was unremarkable. There were some funny scenes but that was it. Cate Blanchett, who played the lead antagonist, was saving grace of that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went back to the Inn and watched random TV programs before sleeping. Muscle pains were beginning to sink in at that time. We've been swimming for the last two days after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We scheduled the countryside tour on our 3rd day. Mang Willy was our driver slash tour guide that day. We learned about him through Girl Talk. Our stops that day were: The man-made forest, Chocolate Hills, Butterfly Garden, Hanging Bridge, Loboc River, Tarsier Sanctuary, Prony (the biggest phyton in captivity), Dauis Church, Alburquerque Church,m Baclayon Church and Bohol Bee Farm. We also went on a one-stop souvenir shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chocolate hills is probably the most famous tourist attraction here. And I wouldn't dare ask why because it's truly picturesque.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210301526667521266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE61ohWxbPI/AAAAAAAAAig/M6GE4RJ-H1I/s320/b-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;According to Mang Willy, it was originally called Carmen Hills since it was situated in the town of Carmen. But during the American Occupation, it was changed to Chocolate Hills (because it resembles to Hershey's Chocolate Kisses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More than 200 steps later...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210300377507306482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE60loZoG_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ouy3CEW-GoU/s320/b-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached the viewing deck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210300868994077106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE61CPVNEbI/AAAAAAAAAiY/SityRTv3Dxg/s320/b-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our brief stop at the Butterfly Garden and Hanging Bridge, we proceeded to Loboc river to have our lunch at the floating restaurant. The Loboc river cruise is another must try activity. Buffet lunch at Riverwatch costs Php300 per person. There was nothing special about the food but the fresh fruits they served were just too yummy. I lost count how mangoes I ate the entire time I was there. The cruise was such a pleasurable experience with a scenic view and cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210382227437914562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE7_B7JyCcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/QkVkuDyD1uw/s320/b-11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210383571694043458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8AQK5awUI/AAAAAAAAAjo/-BNGbQr0mZY/s320/b-12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we visited the Tarsier Sanctuary. Tarsiers are the world's smallest primate. They are nocturnal, feed on crickets, with eyes bigger than their brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210372505238048626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE72MBItD3I/AAAAAAAAAio/b_l-LE379-M/s320/b-4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In Alburquerque, we went to the dwelling of Prony, the longest and biggest Phyton in captivity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210384490674706594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8BFqXe2KI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1V8ls34y4ik/s320/b-13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to the care taker, Prony consumes one whole pig or two goat per month. Visitors have the option to go inside the cage at their own risk. I'd die before I even consider that.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also visited three beautiful churches, namely, Baclayon, Alburquerque and Dauis. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210392518468952034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8IY8Ox3-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/Lcw4lNVbBBU/s320/b-14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The latter has a well near the altar. It contains fresh water despite its proximity to the sea. It was said to be miraculous and we would've gotten some water but there was an ongoing mass at that time and we're not allowed to go near it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a quick tour around the Bee Farm and dropped by the Blood Compact site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210386599820427298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8DAbjAgCI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hILdpbYOOak/s320/b-15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210387200265548466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8DjYYR8rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5bEpWt3uSjw/s320/B-17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last stop for the day was the one-stop souvenir shop. I hoarded some native delicacies to give as pasalubong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day was indeed long but we were not yet done. We had dinner at BQ mall and went to a computer shop. Yeah yeah we couldn't last a week without a computer.. haha! I didn't bring brandon so no other choice but to rent. After checking our e-mails and saying hello to a few friends, we called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our flight back to Manila was scheduled at 9:35. After having our breakfast, we left El Portal Inn and arrived at Tagbilaran airport at around 8:30. We were informed early on that the flight would be delayed for 2 hours. So, after checking-in, we went out for another pasalubong shopping spree.. hahaha! We chose to do that instead of waiting at the small, jam-packed lounge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We got back a few minutes before we saw our plane touching down the runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived here a few minutes past 1pm. Reality sinked in that vacation time was over once again. But it made me feel great knowing that we were able to fulfill another destination on our very very very long "Travel List".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210402038885020498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8RDGi2c1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/8W-Q7AgcQmg/s320/j-20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can't wait til our next trip.&lt;strong&gt; Traveling is an addiction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-97536647990505307?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/97536647990505307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=97536647990505307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/97536647990505307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/97536647990505307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/05/bohol-journal.html' title='Bohol Journal'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SE8HhKQFpXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oTO2CJ2S9PU/s72-c/b-18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6406474751711949973</id><published>2008-05-15T23:06:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:21:36.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey.. survey..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;* Game Credit: Melai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt; Answer the questions below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt; Take each answer and type it into Google. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt; Take a picture from the first page of results and post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt; You can't copy the answers of the person who posted this before you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt; &lt;em&gt;Walang kokontra sa sagot ko sa no.7 wahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. The age you will be on your next birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200629836037255826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxZSCFMcpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mOS3m6T9g3w/s320/q1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. A place you'd like to travel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200630918369014434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxaRCFMcqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/EavwGzwmYPw/s320/q2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. Your favorite place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200629114482750066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxYoCFMcnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_bxJjyYL14E/s320/q3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. Your favorite food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200629359295885954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxY2SFMcoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/zz0lVOCZP8A/s320/q4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. Your favorite animal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200631811722212018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxbFCFMcrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wn2reqnWEFg/s320/q5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. Your favorite color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200634629220758210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="143" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxdpCFMcsI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1UOKw3GtF9M/s320/q6.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. The first name of your significant other:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200635093077226194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxeECFMctI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KBH0XyD0628/s320/q7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. Town where you live:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200635518278988514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxecyFMcuI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/sJKu8z4UYlI/s320/Ph_locator_bulacan_obando.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. Your name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200628122345304674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxXuSFMcmI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/w1Stl_7J64I/s320/ais.bmp" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. Your first job:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200635818926699250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxeuSFMcvI/AAAAAAAAAgY/GuvvXSUW06I/s320/q10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. The bad habit you have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200636802474210050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxfniFMcwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/U_0jLOQu-co/s320/q11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;12. Motto in life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200637360819958546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxgICFMcxI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AZvCYc_Lzsc/s320/q12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LSS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"When I'm home alone I just dance by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Signing off, I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The kid was alright but it went to his head" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;infamy&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6406474751711949973?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6406474751711949973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6406474751711949973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6406474751711949973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6406474751711949973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/05/survey-survey.html' title='Survey.. survey..'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SCxZSCFMcpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/mOS3m6T9g3w/s72-c/q1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6298202563493509351</id><published>2008-05-06T05:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T05:36:07.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you dig INCUBUS?</title><content type='html'>*For sale: Limited edition DO YOU DIG INCUBUS? shirt. For more details, please go to: &lt;a href="http://incubustreeteamph.notlong.com/"&gt;http://incubustreeteamph.notlong.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197009938811467090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SB99ASEINVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/fKaNcnYE73Q/s320/shirt.JPG" width="283" border="0" /&gt;* Initial project of INCUBUS STREET TEAM Philippines 2.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Proceeds go to MAKE YOURSELF FOUNDATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo credit: Annakaye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6298202563493509351?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6298202563493509351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6298202563493509351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6298202563493509351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6298202563493509351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-you-dig-incubus.html' title='Do you dig INCUBUS?'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SB99ASEINVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/fKaNcnYE73Q/s72-c/shirt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-7086089136096909310</id><published>2008-04-25T23:24:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:45:45.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Feeling as good as love, you could, you can..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok... So, two days of unexplained depression is &lt;strong&gt;ENOUGH.&lt;/strong&gt; I've reached my quota of self-imposed misery this time of the year and I need to make myself realize that there should be no room for shitty things in my life especially when it's self-inflicted. I am hereby throwing my "emo" side on the bin and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I am now letting the rays of sun to shine through..&lt;/span&gt; haha! So what I've been up to lately.. There's INCUBUS which is pretty much a staple in my life. I, together with other street team members, celebrated &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INCU-MONTHSARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at rob galleria, crowne plaza and Bar One. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194140170513298578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVK9yEINJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lWY6sqVdlcY/s320/P3171530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194140673024472226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVLbCEINKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9MibScYPiZE/s320/P3171542.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That was a blast! My sis turned a year older on that same day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194141605032375474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVMRSEINLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/WRONFQqftRs/s320/P3171561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am soooo in love with Marta's Decorate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194142322291913922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVM7CEINMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ViniYS3EHss/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194143413213607122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVN6iEINNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sBg2pa0fmG4/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am not really good at it, but it's still fun. I hope can do that again soon. Went to Subic last weekend which was my first beach action this summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194144955106866402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVPUSEINOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/z10lSKRm1Nw/s320/SSW01b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194151711090423074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVVdiEINSI/AAAAAAAAAeo/gch8gR-q0g0/s320/P3281614b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Got more plans this coming May. Another thing, Kathy, Kat, Carowl and I made a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WISH YOU WERE HERE music vid (fan girls version)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194145732495946994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVQBiEINPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aPb713AaEJk/s320/P3281608b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Major major laugh trip. I don't think I'll set foot on that beach again for the next two years for the fear of being recognized. Humiliated ourselves to the core but we had a lot of fun so that makes it quite even. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kat is gonna work on editing our "master piece". Hehehe! More pics on my multiply account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;By the way, my fondness for FOB (specifically to my hoodie-sporting love, Pete) hits an all time high when I got my **** Live in Phoenix DVD! Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194147467662734594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVRmiEINQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/89dDLRKrauU/s320/FOB1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194148665958610194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVSsSEINRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/DdnMbFlUWdI/s320/FOB2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cheers to Amazon.com and mastercard.. haha! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love LOVE love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) Music news people! Another band I like is coming here. Yes! It's confirmed! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PANIC AT THE DISCO Live in Manila on August 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bet your life I'm excited. Bden, Ryro, Jon, Spencer. Lying is the most fun thing a girl can have without taking her clothes off!!!!! Shiyet! I can feel the expanding hole in my pocket! On a serious note, my mom had her last chemo session earlier. I'm so hoping for her full recovery. Her hair is starting to grow back now and all the dent chemo brought in is beginning to fade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So see, why waste time on being depressed when there's so many things to be happy about? Damn these female hormones! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LSS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Cause it's nine in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And your eyes are the size of the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You could cause you can so you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We're feeling so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just the way that we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When it's nine in the afternoon..." - &lt;em&gt;Nine in the afternoon by PATD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-7086089136096909310?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/7086089136096909310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=7086089136096909310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7086089136096909310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7086089136096909310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/04/feeling-as-good-as-love-you-could-you.html' title='&quot;Feeling as good as love, you could, you can...&quot;'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SBVK9yEINJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lWY6sqVdlcY/s72-c/P3171530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-717106934701186345</id><published>2008-04-23T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:40:27.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SA4RRCEINII/AAAAAAAAAdY/oFsa8d3w8J4/s1600-h/road.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192106404714394754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SA4RRCEINII/AAAAAAAAAdY/oFsa8d3w8J4/s200/road.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's the feeling of needing someone a bit too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A pointless wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Uncalled-for pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Must slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And eventually come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tonight I wander and I roam just looking for a way back home..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm baffled and pms-ing... goddamn it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-717106934701186345?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/717106934701186345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=717106934701186345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/717106934701186345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/717106934701186345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-feeling-of-needing-someone-bit-too.html' title='weirdness'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SA4RRCEINII/AAAAAAAAAdY/oFsa8d3w8J4/s72-c/road.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-7394683176287338614</id><published>2008-03-23T22:13:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:41:45.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get over it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been two weeks but the INCUBUS hangover is still worse than a liter of vodka on an empty stomach. ARGH! It is playing over and over inside my head.. stalker moments at Crowne Plaza... moments in the lobby... INCUBUS presscon... Concert at the big dome... DAMN IT! I cannot think straight. I cannot work properly. All I ever think about is INCUBUS, INCUBUS and more INCUBUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mastercard commercial &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;VIP Ticket: 4,410&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180949632316446098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-ZuPaFplZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iMVMcG-Eotk/s200/P1010924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Customized hoodie: 1250&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186309163091334690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R_l4tKFpliI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/J7PWQe0GNdA/s200/P1201052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180951380368135602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-Zv1KFplbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dL2WGhsMaN4/s200/P1201059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My share for our overnight stay at Crowne: 2,050&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180954322420733378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-ZygaFplcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/mTWnv4VTKRY/s200/crowne_16.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Street team shirt: 220&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186304889598875122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R_l00aFplfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Zmz_znDd-do/s200/crowne_02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186306929708340738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R_l2rKFplgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rzNMzvlYZX8/s200/crowne_03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Black Chucks: 1, 650&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186299001198712274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R_lvdqFpldI/AAAAAAAAAco/d4VjzYP1G0A/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting and INCUBUS and witnessing the best concert of the year: PRICELESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For everthing else, there's &lt;strong&gt;mastercard&lt;/strong&gt;! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;LSS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Could you move in slow motion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everthing goes by so fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just slow down a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save the best part for last" - &lt;em&gt;Admiration by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-7394683176287338614?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/7394683176287338614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=7394683176287338614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7394683176287338614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7394683176287338614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/03/cant-get-over-it.html' title='Can&apos;t get over it!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-ZuPaFplZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iMVMcG-Eotk/s72-c/P1010924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-765738929495887159</id><published>2008-03-12T01:52:00.040+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:04:01.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My three-fold utopian dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was past 3 in the afternoon, March 9, 2008. I was in the lobby of Crowne Plaza Hotel together with other street team members waiting for Incubus who were leaving for Araneta to do the sound check. The humungous butterflies in my stomach were all present and too busy in making me more uncomfortable. It was a deadly combination of nervousness and excitement. While I was in the middle of making myself look at ease, they walked in right in front of us. Imagine my heart beating as if pumped with amphetamines. A bubble in my head popped out, &lt;em&gt;"Oh mother of god! THIS IS IT! Don't you dare pass out!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178551380124793618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R93pCwdyexI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tIzhOYsDavM/s320/CPlaza%25204.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo credit: annakaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I shook hands with Mikey who even introduced himself as if we didn't know him yet. He was like, &lt;em&gt;"Hi, I'm Mike".&lt;/em&gt; I would've said, &lt;em&gt;"Yes and you were born on June 21, 1976 in L.A. You love Bjork and dated Lily Aldridge, right?!"&lt;/em&gt; haha! Ok, I decided not to freak him out. Next, was my &lt;strong&gt;all-time idol, my ultimate crush, the man whose words have changed my life in so many ways - Brandon Boyd.&lt;/strong&gt; My Boyd, you have no idea how your mere existence is something I am so thankful for! I shook his hands, said hi and thank him for the music they make. My knees slowly turned into jell-o but I succeeded on stopping myself from passing out. Good job! hehe! After that, I shook hands with Kil, Ben and Jose who wasn't feeling very well at that time. Kil even took Ben's cam to take a picture of us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764051074553218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-XFdKFplYI/AAAAAAAAAcA/eY7vuKEigUE/s320/KILMORE%27s+SHOT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FYI: He posted this on his official MY SPACE page the next day. I LOVE YOU KIL! Ben squeezed in and said "I'll try to blend in". Brandon was staring and smiling at us as Kil took the photo. After our photo op with Incubus, I gave Ben (who was standing behind me) a big bear hug. Aaaaah! What a joy! I made my way to Brandon again and said &lt;em&gt;"I'm sooo looking forward to see your show tonight".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178550804599175938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R93ohQdyewI/AAAAAAAAAYo/aA3jJvz9Hm4/s320/CPlaza%25206b.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo credit: annakaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;He said thanks (sexiest thanks I heard in this lifetime! wahahaha), then I touched the tats on his forearm (yeah! I got my hands on OM MANI PADME HUM!) If his hands weren't full at that time.. &lt;em&gt;shet! durog ka sa kin Brandon! hahaha! Yayakapin kita ng sobrang higpit you'll beg for room to breathe. &lt;/em&gt;I was at awe for a few minutes. Did it really happen? Did I just meet my greatest musical insipiration, my most favorite band? Why did that brief encounter make such impact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind to early 2006. I was in the office, soo freaking bored that I was counting down the minutes til I log-out , when I stumbled upon Incubus' folder on our G drive. I decided to give it a try. I heard about them before but never really took notice. First music file I hit was Pardon me and it was insanity from then on! I will always remember that feeling, that moment when I realized I discovered great music. That fateful day was followed with album hoarding and super extensive research. And yes, I wanted to kick myself when I found out that they had a concert here on March 12, 2004. And I was the idiot who missed it! I blew my chance! From then on, my constant wish was to see them perform live. &lt;em&gt;Birthday, xmas, kahit mga chain emails nun pinatos ko na! Basta pedeng mag-wish I'd say: Sana po bumalik Incubus sa Pinas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The release of Light Grenades on Nov 28, 2006 gave me a spark of hope cause a world tour was bound to happen. From then on, my homepage was changed to: &lt;a href="http://www.enjoyincubus.com/events"&gt;www.enjoyincubus.com/events&lt;/a&gt;. Really really hoping that they'd visit once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 7, 2007. Damn , I will not forget this day. My pupils dilated the moment I saw this thing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178709065554098994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R954dQdyezI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Rizf94kpBMU/s320/1-1.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I screamed. WAAAAAAAH! Yes, SCREAMED right there at my station in the office. I jumped, pinched my officemates, made all things possible to express my utter delight. My hands were shivering I had to breathe deeply for a few minutes before I mustered the guts to type in something. I left the first comment on the Manila forum and became an active member since then. The preparation and the long wait became more fun as I met tons of new friends. The friendship I have with fellow fans is such a great bonus. I even joined the street team to help out in promoting the concert. We did all sorts of things... things I never thought I could do... things I would never do for any other band except INCUBUS. Our efforts were noticed by MTV and granted the team 5 presscon passes. Though every member is highly deserving, we didn't have a cboice but to select the 5 members who could join. I was lucky enough to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 8, 2008 - We checked in at Crowne plaza (INCUBUS official residence in Manila) to increase the chance of meeting them up close. We were not very sure if we can get that close at the presscon and since not all of us were allowed to get in, getting a room there acted as a back up plan &lt;em&gt;(hanep ang pagkastalkers namin.. to the highest level na talaga... hahaha!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178710946749774658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R956Kwdye0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hiV6eCr0oCk/s320/incu1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Room 1016&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Presscon @ Bar One - I was practically numb on my way there. All I know was for the first time, I would see my favorite band in the flesh. Fckershit! Aaaaah! My brain couldn't process all the things that was about to happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178712896664927058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R9578Qdye1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KVx9pqq0UxE/s320/incu2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178715168702626658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R95-Agdye2I/AAAAAAAAAZY/gGCICAS3pfU/s320/incu3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As expected, the moment they walked in, I froze. Star struck! &lt;strong&gt;I think I had a minor heart attack.&lt;/strong&gt; Brandon, Mikey, Kil, Ben and Jose just passed in front of me. Weeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178720189519395698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R96Ckwdye3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/lYNjdjsToO4/s320/incu4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presscon was pretty much a blur. I couldn't recall the things they said. I was in the same room as INCUBUS, if you know me well enough, you know what a freaking big deal that moment was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180723077086549106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-WgMKFplHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/XHBije7IDzM/s320/incubuspresscon_30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180723863065564290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-Wg56FplII/AAAAAAAAAaA/_e55-IfHVJI/s320/incubuspresscon_31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180724743533859986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-WhtKFplJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u32tN7pi0vE/s320/incubuspresscon_15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180762539246065010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-XEFKFplXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UKWWHbSWLBo/s320/incubuspresscon_35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180759876366341474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-XBqKFplWI/AAAAAAAAAbw/lA0uootNCds/s320/incubuspresscon_49.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Natz, Ais, Lei, Aaron, Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't lose hope when we were not able to speak with them and have our stuff signed. I kept on telling myself that we still got more than a day to make things happen. After eating and flooding ourselves with caffeine, we turned into full-blown stalkers! &lt;strong&gt;Smiled and looked alive&lt;/strong&gt; til 3 in the morning. We loitered at the lobby, hallway and even at their doorsteps. We went up and down the elevator. Constantly hitting 16, 17, 19! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180726530240255154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-WjVKFplLI/AAAAAAAAAaY/m0Nxf2rF0MU/s320/crowne_22.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess who stayed on the 19th floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We also checked out the pool to inspect if any member went out for a late night dip! To our dismay, we went to our beds defeated! We were running out of time! I got so worried about that fact I only slept for like 3 hours. Little did I know that after a few hours, my three-fold utopian dream was about to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;March 9, 2008 at 7 corners. We had the longest breakfast ever. We took our precious time because we were hoping that the band would go down there to have breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180717716967363666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-WbUKFplFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/shnpc-DSoXM/s320/DSC08434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo credit: Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But a few minutes before 10am, there was still no sign of INCUBUS. We only saw a couple of bouncers. Argh! We squeezed in a quick chucks shopping before we checked-out. I saw BB wearing an all black chucks during the presscon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180720800753882210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-WeHqFplGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2I9ZhRpJw94/s320/incubuspresscon_29b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bought the same chucks! Adik na adik na talaga! hehe!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A few minutes before 1pm, we were at the lobby and about to check out when we saw Ian running toward us. I saw a familiar signature on the upper part portion of his book! BB just signed his book! HOW?? WHEN?? WHERE?? A gazillion questions just bombarded my head.. We immediately dashed at the 3rd floor of Crowne Plaza. Instead of Boyd and Einziger, we were welcomed by one of their bouncers, Rico. He made a proposal we couldn't refuse. He would get all our stuff to have them signed and he would ask the band to have a photo op with the group. One group pic and that's it. He gave us some rules though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...No individual shots, do not scream, do not hyperventilate, stop stalking them, we are in a hotel, they need their private time. If you fuck with me, im gonna stomp on your feet and believe me you will feel it cause Im 256 lbs..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got no other choice but to oblige. Hell, had he told us eat fire and walk on broken glasses, we would've done it. I mean, we would've given and done everything for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180741279157949634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-WwvqFplMI/AAAAAAAAAag/RiPGBaVJr-8/s400/WAAAAAHHH_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Street Team Philippines 2.0 with INCUBUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And my INCUBUS weekend didn't stop there, it was just the great beginning! We had our early dinner at Gateway and tried (but failed) to pacify ourselves over what happened and prepared for the biggest concert of the year! We went inside the big dome at around 7PM. The moment I saw the stage set up, the smile on my face became permanent. THIS IS IT! My wish! This whole thing is a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180747644299482322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R-W2iKFplNI/AAAAAAAAAao/KAIsZnXB6gQ/s320/P2181444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few minutes before we experience ANTI-GRAVITY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As expected the first two songs they played were Quicksand and A kiss to send us off... &lt;em&gt;Kilig na kilig ako nung binitawan ni BB ang mga linyang "here i am, there you are, on the wire connecting our hearts" hehe! Feeling ko kasi para sa kin yun.. haha! Nakapikit siya nung kinanta nya yun pero ok lang basta ako nakatingin sa kanya! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONCERT PHOTO CREDITS: FUDGE MAGAZINE and GOOD TIMES WITH MO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216047950137047586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGMf-Y9SuiI/AAAAAAAAAlw/YZbpGhF6vT8/s320/manila08_17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216048770819152274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGMguKPJ2ZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/-zo_gxPjVbk/s320/manila08_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216049176169858946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGMhFwSSx4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/4sXu857V24Y/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216049541872136306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/SGMhbCogsHI/AAAAAAAAAmI/VxTSX2qBVQw/s400/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;They played a total of 17 songs and BB didn't speak much between songs. But it was all good! BEST LIVE ACT I've seen! My favorite among the songs they played was VITAMIN! Carowl and I were singing like there's no tomorrow and jumping non-stop! Putik napakaganda talaga ng VITAMIN!!! (If you were able to record it and kind enough to feed my addiction, please send it to: &lt;a href="mailto:aiscamram@gmail.com"&gt;aiscamram@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; hehe! Thanks in advance!) All my videos were like sequeals of The Blair Witch Project! &lt;em&gt;Masyado kong nasayahan di ko na kinarir magvideo pati magpicture. Matagal ko ng wish yun, so I prioritized enjoying the moment. &lt;/em&gt;I didn't expect my ultimate song (ACSOG) to be included but I still wished for that! At the back of my mind I was saying, if they surprised me and played A CERTAIN SHADE OF GREEN, I would freaking die. hahaha! OA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great thing happened after the concert. Fellow street team members got engaged! Woohoo! I was so happy for them I totally forgot about my cellphone which I lost in between my exit to Araneta and Gateway's basement parking. But what the hell, I met INCUBUS, had my BB moment, and witnessed the best concert ever. I would gladly trade my phone for all of that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am not sure how long it would take for me to get over this experience. A week? A month? A year? &lt;strong&gt;All I know is that I'm seriously infected with INCUBUS fever.&lt;/strong&gt; This is one sickness that has no known cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;THANK YOU INCUBUS for making manstasmigorical music. THANK YOU fellow street members for making this experience a lot more fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;***** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-765738929495887159?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/765738929495887159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=765738929495887159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/765738929495887159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/765738929495887159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-three-fold-utopian-dream.html' title='My three-fold utopian dream'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R93pCwdyexI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tIzhOYsDavM/s72-c/CPlaza%25204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2552256760352373583</id><published>2008-03-05T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:07:36.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INCUBUS STREET TEAM PHILIPPINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* submitted as blog entry for MTV's promo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R9FZNwdyetI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zxH7JEm42Uk/s1600-h/INSTP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175015539708426962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R9FZNwdyetI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zxH7JEm42Uk/s400/INSTP.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One person working diligently alone can do wonders, but many people working harmoniously can accomplish worlds."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Brandon Boyd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People unite for different reasons... to fight for something they believe in, to reach a certain goal, basically to make things happen. When Incubus decided to perform here again, the overwhelming love of the fans resulted into what is now known as Incubus Street Team Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cyber space became our arena where ideas and stories were shared. When the day came for us to meet, &lt;strong&gt;it was bliss in every aspect of the word&lt;/strong&gt;. Imagine meeting people sharing one great passion – the music of Incubus. We decided to help in promoting their upcoming concert. We came up with: &lt;strong&gt;INCU-rally&lt;/strong&gt;, walking around Araneta Center with placards and posters. &lt;strong&gt;INCU-mobile&lt;/strong&gt;, a southbound motorcade to spread the word. &lt;strong&gt;INCU-art attack&lt;/strong&gt; on the lawns of UP Diliman. &lt;strong&gt;INCU-jog&lt;/strong&gt; was supposed to be done in UP Sunken Garden. The rain forced us to turn it into &lt;strong&gt;INCU-running in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;. We ran around the campus, setting up tarpaulins, posting stickers on jeepneys and sari-sari stores. We even braved a footbridge in Philcoa and had an impromptu rally! &lt;strong&gt;INCU-walk&lt;/strong&gt; was accomplished on the streets of Makati to alert that side of the metro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nerve-wracking situations and run-ins with security guards, we could say that the team deserves a pat on the back (or backstage passes perhaps?). Seriously, promoting Incubus, the &lt;strong&gt;creator of mantasmigorical music&lt;/strong&gt;, is one of the best things we've ever done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2552256760352373583?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2552256760352373583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2552256760352373583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2552256760352373583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2552256760352373583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/03/incubus-street-team-philippines.html' title='INCUBUS STREET TEAM PHILIPPINES'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R9FZNwdyetI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zxH7JEm42Uk/s72-c/INSTP.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-7897935587419355282</id><published>2008-02-27T08:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:19:17.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomly typing away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Weeee! 10 days to go before Incubus' concert at Araneta. I had to take Unisom yesterday to get a good sleep. You know, to avoid waking up in the middle of the day with the thought of Brandon singing his heart out... OA sa pagkaexcited talaga eh! hahaha! Incubus viewing party last Sunday pushed through even with four participants only... Had so much fun... I've seen Look Alive more than 10 times but it's different when you see it with people who love Incubus as much as I do... May nakakarelate sa kaligayahan eh! Attended the street team meeting last Monday at CBTL in Gateway... I had a blast! Hearing all those stories about the band and sharing my own craziness was beyond awesome... Na-meet ko na si Tasha! Siya winner ng meet and greet last 2004... Waaaaah! Nakamayan nya na si Brandon, Mike, Chris, Jose and Ben! Gwapo daw talaga ni Brandon sa totoong buhay! Shiyeeet! And super down to earth daw nila walang kaere ere... Got goosebumps just listening to her story! There's a contest to score a backstage pass but I'm not really confident I'd win that 'cause it requires tons of creativity... I have a shot if that would be a group thing... I have back up plans though... Not getting a picture with them and not being able to thank them for their music when they are here in my country is a freaking great crime! Hahaha! Oh my, I miss Cyma! Really really craving for Flaming cheese and Moussaka... Sino ba pede mahatak sa Shang?!?! I'm two episodes away from Gossip Girl's season finale... I can't do my DVD marathon, kulang and 24 hours sa mga panahong 'to. I am going to Bohol this May! Can't believe this! Akala ko unsyami na summer getaway dahil sa sunod sunod na gastos sa concert tickets at kung ano-ano pa. Thank goodness travel expo! I need a new suitcase - another pink suitcase.. hotter pink suitcase! I just remembered my big sis broke mine! Di ko itatapon may sentimental value sa kin yun, lagi kong kasama sa pagliwaliw! hehe! Madami-dami na din yun napuntahan... Shoot, I'm starting to hate my phone... I need to get a new one because I can feel it would die anytime soon... Di agad nag-appear yung letter pag nagtetext ako! Fcuk! Hanep yung video ng The Kill, more than 11 million hits na sa youtube... I super love that song! I haven't seen Vantage Point... after waiting for so long para mapalabas, ngayong showing na di ko naman mapanood... Sana this weekend... Isabay na din ang much-talked about na Juno! Shoot! Dapat uwian na may survey something pa sa office... Maipublish na nga tong post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;LSS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a dime for every time you walked away&lt;br /&gt;I could afford to not give a shit&lt;br /&gt;And buy a drink and drown the day&lt;br /&gt;But your pockets, they are empty&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and mine are times two&lt;br /&gt;So why not make an about-face&lt;br /&gt;And accept the love I send to you? - &lt;em&gt;Glass by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-7897935587419355282?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/7897935587419355282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=7897935587419355282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7897935587419355282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7897935587419355282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/02/randomly-typing-away.html' title='Randomly typing away...'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1712270106122210086</id><published>2008-02-21T08:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:31:43.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7zJTKlOhXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/neSO9uqb_EQ/s1600-h/gossipgirlsyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169227803409679730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7zJTKlOhXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/neSO9uqb_EQ/s320/gossipgirlsyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the only thing that takes my mind off Incubus these days. Haven't finished the entire season yet, but so far so good. Welcome to lives of the Upper East Siders! Teen angst, check. Fashionable clothes, check. Bitchy characters, check. LOOOOOVE IT! &lt;em&gt;Presenting, ang pinakabagong bitchy princess sa mundo ko...&lt;/em&gt; BLAIR WALDORF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169230401864893826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7zLqalOhYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/3rOmNTs0k8I/s320/blair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girl you would definitely love to hate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&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/27432444-1712270106122210086?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1712270106122210086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1712270106122210086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1712270106122210086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1712270106122210086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/02/spotted.html' title='Spotted'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7zJTKlOhXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/neSO9uqb_EQ/s72-c/gossipgirlsyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6343413316262314857</id><published>2008-02-15T07:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:36:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy-d</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7TIiKlOhUI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jIEza5VlOsc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166975161782404418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7TIiKlOhUI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jIEza5VlOsc/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One look at you and I know that perfection exists in this universe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Have a happiness that never ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know you are the one celebrating but can i have a teeny tiny request? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come March 9, please please look at pt vip 101 row k seat 10 (that's on your left) and meet my eyes when you sing these lines from AKTSUO "here i am, there you are, on the wire connecting our hearts..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; waaaaah! I can totally die after that.. hahaha! Fine. Gonna have some coffee and stop this delusion. Again, happy happy birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Note: I also posted this on your official website hoping you'll wake up this morning and say to yourself, "Why not check some messages today, a few people might have remembered my birthday."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah, about a million people Brandon! And just so you know, I am going to celebrate your birthday later with some friends who tolerate my insanity. =P That's how much I love you.. that's how crazy I could get. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7TIaalOhTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/GvmJbfbmzRo/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LSS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"So I call you on the tin can phone&lt;br /&gt;We rendezvous a quarter-two, and make sure we're alone&lt;br /&gt;I may have found a way for you and I to finally fly free&lt;br /&gt;When we get there, we're gonna fly so far away&lt;br /&gt;Making sure to laugh; while we experience anti-gravity" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Summer Romance by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6343413316262314857?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6343413316262314857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6343413316262314857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6343413316262314857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6343413316262314857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/02/birthday-boy-d.html' title='Birthday Boy-d'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R7TIiKlOhUI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jIEza5VlOsc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4451564409123338904</id><published>2008-02-04T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:49:02.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART THAT BEATS FOR PETE WENTZ AND BRANDON BOYD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I got this present from best friend Rhoda&lt;/strong&gt; and you bet I'm insanely happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164877340841247986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R61Uk6lOhPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GzgnBnOSsiA/s200/ais_clandestine3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164877860532290818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R61VDKlOhQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/meG41Kj-DdM/s200/ais_clandestine1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164882898528929058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R61ZoalOhSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4cQR2QriWGU/s200/ais_clandestine2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoodie and atm wallet both from CLANDESTINE. Woohoo! Couldn't thank her enough for sending Pete Wentz Love all the way here in Pinas. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R61ZIalOhRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sifK9k8oJvE/s1600-h/LSS+mygirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164882348773115154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R61ZIalOhRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sifK9k8oJvE/s200/LSS+mygirl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to Aaron, my incubuddy&lt;/strong&gt;, for sending my way all Incubus related stuff available in worldwideweb. From music videos to live performances, from behind the scenes to interviews. And of course, hard to find Incubus covers! Words can't quite capture how much I appreciate the effort. God knows I don't have the patience require for that. High five my friend! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;LSS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm having trouble seeing&lt;br /&gt;I'm punch drunk and I need to find a way back home&lt;br /&gt;It'd be a miracle, if you'd oblige&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;On this island I am stuck&lt;br /&gt;Could you correct&lt;br /&gt;My crooked luck tonight?" - &lt;em&gt;Punch Drunk by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4451564409123338904?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4451564409123338904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4451564409123338904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4451564409123338904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4451564409123338904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you-from-bottom-of-my-heart-that.html' title='THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART THAT BEATS FOR PETE WENTZ AND BRANDON BOYD!!!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R61Uk6lOhPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GzgnBnOSsiA/s72-c/ais_clandestine3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2752690024229253418</id><published>2008-02-02T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T08:37:30.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap fest</title><content type='html'>Quit messin' with my head&lt;br /&gt;I can push myself to understand&lt;br /&gt;But my patience is wearing thin&lt;br /&gt;You can stay or disappear&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;I will not give a damn&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2752690024229253418?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2752690024229253418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2752690024229253418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2752690024229253418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2752690024229253418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/02/crap-fest.html' title='crap fest'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6530970024227074810</id><published>2008-01-27T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:55:56.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCR Rocks Taguig!</title><content type='html'>"Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;Go and try, you'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;We want it all, we wanna play this part&lt;br /&gt;I won't explain or say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar"&lt;br /&gt;- My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5wZjFnFMUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ET9D9oaBFz8/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160027363651957058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5wZjFnFMUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ET9D9oaBFz8/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Black Parade concert blew me away!&lt;/strong&gt; I got more than I expected. Lulang-lula ako sa performance nila! Ang galing! Asteeeeg! I was singing my lungs out and banging my head like there's no tomorrow. When they played Helena, I couldn't contain my joy that I felt like bursting. Sabi nga sa kin ni Pia, &lt;em&gt;"Ais kumalma ka"&lt;/em&gt; hehehe! MCR's stage presence was unbelievably great and I truly felt the connection between the band and the crowd. I will never ever forget that night. Thank you for the venom.. hehe! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set list&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is How I Disappear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm Not Ok &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Give 'Em Hell, Kid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Sharpest Lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mama &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Way Home is Through You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cemetery Drive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome to the Black Parade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I Don't Love You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Head first for Halos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;House of Wolves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kill All Your Friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You Know What They Do to Guys Like us in Prison &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Teenagers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Helena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cancer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Encore:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desert Song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Famous Last Words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6530970024227074810?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6530970024227074810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6530970024227074810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6530970024227074810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6530970024227074810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/mcr-rocks-taguig.html' title='MCR Rocks Taguig!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5wZjFnFMUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ET9D9oaBFz8/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5524513762235007008</id><published>2008-01-24T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:42:44.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I breathe Incubus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5iidVnFMTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/U2wRAGvfQR8/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159051998053871922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5iidVnFMTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/U2wRAGvfQR8/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMIGOD!!! I am going to explode. Major major updates for the upcoming Incubus concert! Breathe. I must breathe. Ok so here it is. The Incubus street team which was formed in 2004 decided to revive the group and welcome newbies like me. As soon as the news came out, I immediately signed up. No prizes involved, it was a voluntary act. Out of pure love for Incubus. As part of the team, one must participate in promoting the band's music. Today, Ms. Tasha gave the best news ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Street Team,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First of all, welcome sa new members! Sana hindi maubos ang excitement nyo dahil nagsisimula pa lang tayo... I'm assuring you, this is going to be a long but super fun ride! Secondly, sa mga nagpoposts ng mga suggestions. .. sobrang nkaka-overwhelm! Ang galing nyo! Special mention si Anna. Great work on the poster. May ilang comments lang ako. Regarding sa sponsors, di natin sila kailangan ilagay kasi di naman nila tayo binabayaran, hehehe. We will promote the concert and the album lang. Nagustuhan ko yung poster kasi malinis sya. not too busy and madaling makita yung important info... Pero... (eto na yung good news...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a meeting with MTV kanina and guess whaaat?!They are going to put up an MTV mini-site for the incubus concert and agreed to put in there our stuff! As in mga street marketing promotion pics natin, etc. Anne leonardo, the MTV director for digital media will be going to the US tomorrow so we'll just coordinate with her thru email for our ideas for the site. Grabe, di ko akalaing papayag sila! No words pa though kung mabibigyan tayo ng meet and greet passes or free tickets. Basta, importante ngayon is WE ARE IN -- OFFICIALLY! Grabe, nanginginig mga daliri ko mag-type sa sobrang excitement! WEEEEEEHHHHH! !!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, back to the poster design... MTV gave me a softcopy of their materials na gagamitin sa mga posters na gagawin nila. Maybe from these materials, makagawa tayo ng sarili nating version. Mas maganda if we use the same color themes para hindi kalat yung marketing. Oks ba yun? I'll upload the materials when i get home. Bagal internet dito e.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So ayun... sana mas lalo rin kayong na-excite tulad ko. :)See yah later!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incubed Me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I almost pass out while reading this. I'm in the office right now and resisting the urge to jump and scream and hug every single people here. I am just too happy. Euphoric! Can't wait to see all the members of Incubus Street Team 2.0!!!&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Poster credit: Anna (Stelllar of enjoyincubus.com) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's awesome.. well done! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5524513762235007008?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5524513762235007008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5524513762235007008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5524513762235007008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5524513762235007008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-breathe-incubus.html' title='I breathe Incubus'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5iidVnFMTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/U2wRAGvfQR8/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8823521239382541026</id><published>2008-01-21T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T06:38:51.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5PNUy9ig_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/zEhDcqvEJ10/s1600-h/P1010924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157691755430314994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5PNUy9ig_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/zEhDcqvEJ10/s400/P1010924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5PKli9ig-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WEgr7CcxXEU/s1600-h/P1010924.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After bugging Ticketnet for weeks and acting like a lunatic for a couple of days, I got my VIP ticket to see the greatest band here on earth! FINALLY! Patron VIP 101, Row K, seat no. 10! I'm just soooo happy right now. Brandon Boyd, here I come! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8823521239382541026?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8823521239382541026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8823521239382541026&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8823521239382541026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8823521239382541026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-last.html' title='AT LAST!!!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R5PNUy9ig_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/zEhDcqvEJ10/s72-c/P1010924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-614446908001909941</id><published>2008-01-17T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:07:22.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear family and friends,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you are trying to reach me and cannot get a hold of me, that's only because I'm so damn busy trying my luck to get the most coveted VIP tickets in town. Yes, tickets for Incubus' gig was released yesterday and from then on, it has been a rollercoaster. Well, at least for me and fellow fans. You see, the genius people behind Ticketnet published all the rates on their site only to put the VIP tickets on hold and it means the public can't get it yet. Pure crap. You know me, I am beyond paranoid. I can feel Ticketnet suddenly pulling out the VIP tickets with a proud declaration: &lt;em&gt;"We are not gonna sell these to real fans cause we figure out that we can make more money by selling it to celebrities and corporate rich kids. They don't know the lyrics to their songs, but who gives an f, right?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And by that time, all tickets were sold out. Too late to even get a Patron.  So, I decided that I must secure a patron ticket to act as a back up. If you see me acting like mad, don't take it personally for I will not be calm til I get my VIP ticket. I'm currently hunting the promoters. Will call all of you when things get back to normal. For now, it's pure insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-614446908001909941?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/614446908001909941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=614446908001909941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/614446908001909941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/614446908001909941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/dear-family-and-friends.html' title='Dear family and friends,'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2922468514436689756</id><published>2008-01-14T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T05:47:10.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Time</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was this month's me time&lt;br /&gt;It's a habit of mine&lt;br /&gt;I do it at least once a month&lt;br /&gt;Cause once in a while I just need to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Constant company is the music from my mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;No asking where to eat, what to do next&lt;br /&gt;I could do things freely&lt;br /&gt;I watched National Treasure by myself&lt;br /&gt;Damn it was good&lt;br /&gt;Riley was sooo funny&lt;br /&gt;He's adorable&lt;br /&gt;I love him more than Ben Gates&lt;br /&gt;I revisited CBTL too&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been there for like two months&lt;br /&gt;Discovered the goodness of Tiramisu Blend&lt;br /&gt;Ice blended drink while watching the downpour outside&lt;br /&gt;I find comfort in simple things like that&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2922468514436689756?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2922468514436689756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2922468514436689756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2922468514436689756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2922468514436689756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-time.html' title='Me Time'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5533850375804974337</id><published>2008-01-11T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T06:45:14.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Release the tickets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My desire to get a ticket for Incubus' concert this March makes me look like a lunatic. It's like two months before the event and here I am getting insane and bugging the agents of Ticketnet. Yes, I admit it. &lt;em&gt;Ako yung makulit na tumatawag araw-araw since December 7.&lt;/em&gt; Forgive me. I just need to get one as soon as you release it. Try to understand my persistence. We are talking about Incubus here. So yeah, don't ban my phone. Ok?&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"One night to be confused&lt;br /&gt;One night to speed up truth&lt;br /&gt;We had a promise made&lt;br /&gt;Four hands and then away&lt;br /&gt;Both under influence&lt;br /&gt;We had divine scent&lt;br /&gt;To know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Mind is a razor blade" - &lt;em&gt;Heartbeats by Jose Gonzalez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5533850375804974337?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5533850375804974337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5533850375804974337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5533850375804974337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5533850375804974337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/release-tickets.html' title='Release the tickets!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6531621079273770459</id><published>2008-01-10T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T05:49:06.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avail</title><content type='html'>I'm not gonna rant.. it's a way of saying thank you actually. Maraming mga call center agents halos isumpa ang telepono dahil sobrang queuing walang patid ang tawag.. In my case, it's the exact opposite. Haba ng avail. As in. Sometimes I stare at the phone wondering when it will ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got too much time in the office that I..&lt;br /&gt;... finished an entire book...&lt;br /&gt;... sent more than 50 emails to my friends, fellow Incubus fans and relatives...&lt;br /&gt;... read a plethora of interview transcripts...&lt;br /&gt;... posted more than 20 comments on different forums...&lt;br /&gt;... spent enough time for gabfest with office friends...&lt;br /&gt;... made travel plans...&lt;br /&gt;... finished designing my Incubus shirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting paid to do things like these. Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6531621079273770459?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6531621079273770459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6531621079273770459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6531621079273770459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6531621079273770459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/avail.html' title='Avail'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5667822076839463810</id><published>2008-01-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:33:00.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was watching Oprah this afternoon and today's episode had a real impact on me. It's about giving. Yes, a simple act of collecting loose change can alter a person's future. Up until now, I'm thinking how can I extend a helping hand. I have this idea which is not as big as sending someone to school, but maybe I can start with making more people happy. I'm gonna start building funds tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5667822076839463810?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5667822076839463810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5667822076839463810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5667822076839463810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5667822076839463810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/giving.html' title='Giving'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4365399777693690709</id><published>2008-01-05T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:14:07.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm sick of painting black and white,&lt;br /&gt;my pen is dry now I'm uptight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sick of limiting myself to fit your definition."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-- Brandon Boyd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you sometimes get tired of being the person people want you to be? Tired of trying to meet up someone else's expectations? I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of course we should always be true to ourselves. Hindi tayo dapat magpakaplastic. Pero minsan din di maiiwasan na maapektuhan tayo sa mga labels na naibibigay sa tin. Hirap minsan panindigan dahil di naman tayo palaging nasa good mood. Iba kong mabad-trip, madalang mangyari pero di mo ko talaga makakausap ng matino. There's just one thing that puzzles me. Let me give you an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isang taong nuknukan ng sama na iniisip mo kung gusto ba nya ng VIP ticket at backstage pass sa impyerno at masyado siyang nagpapakasya gumawa ng kalokohan dito sa mundo. Tapos bigla siyang may gagawin na isang mabuting bagay at sasabihin ng mga tao &lt;em&gt;"Aba, may puso naman pala siya. Mabait pala talaga siya."&lt;/em&gt; Sa isang banda, may isang tao naman na dapat nang ipila ang pangalan sa Vatican dahil buong buhay pa-martir siya. Inuuna ang iba bago ang sarili. Pero siyempre may isang pagkakataon na napuno na siya kaya tumanggi siya sa isang humihingi ng tulong o kaya biglaang nagalit sasabihin nila &lt;em&gt;"Naku ang sama naman pala ng ugali nyan. kala mo sasanto-santo salbahe pala."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ganon ba talaga? Pag ang masama gumawa ng isang mabuti, may soft-spot naman pala kasi.. pero pag ang mabuti gumawa ng isang masama, plastic na siya kaagad o nagpapakitang tao lang? Mas natatandaan talaga ang ginawang masama kesa mabuti? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hindi ko naman sinasabing santo ko, di rin naman ako salbahe. Naaasar lang ako kasi ngayon lang naman ako nagmaldita eh tingin na sa kin napakasama ko na. Tao lang eh nagagalit din. Pero yun nga lang, mas tumanim sa isip nya ang sa tingin nya ginawa kong mali kesa sa isang laksang kabutihan. Eto lang ang nakita kong pagbabago, dati sobrang mapapraning na ko sa ganitong sitwasyon, pilit na iisip isipin kung mali ba talaga ko, kung pano mag-sosorry kahit sa tingin ko wala kong ginawang mali dahil ayokong masabihang masama ang ugali ko. Pero ngayon, leche. Isipin mo ang gusto mong isipin. Sa bandang huli, kilala ko naman ang sarili ko.  So yeah, define me. Put me in that little box inside your head and label it.   &lt;strong&gt;I'm done explaining.&lt;/strong&gt; I know the real me anyway. &lt;strong&gt;I'm not gonna spend a lifetime trying to take off  your self-made blindfold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4365399777693690709?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4365399777693690709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4365399777693690709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4365399777693690709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4365399777693690709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/early-morning-rant.html' title='Early morning rant'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5858719858495448692</id><published>2008-01-02T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:32:03.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to 2008!</title><content type='html'>New year, another beginning...&lt;br /&gt;A clean slate, a blank canvass...&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions and promises...&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling this is gonna be a great year.. Let's all hope so.&lt;br /&gt;2008, kick 2007's ass.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;" I'm building an antenna&lt;br /&gt;Transmissions will be sent when I'm through&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can meet again further down the river&lt;br /&gt;And share what we both discovered&lt;br /&gt;Then revel in the view" - &lt;em&gt;Aqueous Transmission by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5858719858495448692?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5858719858495448692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5858719858495448692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5858719858495448692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5858719858495448692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-hello-to-2008.html' title='Say hello to 2008!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5053845065766317595</id><published>2007-12-31T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:30:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The year that was</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3r2Bi9ig7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/glbXnTssM5Q/s1600-h/2007_collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150699630276805554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3r2Bi9ig7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/glbXnTssM5Q/s320/2007_collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY&lt;/strong&gt; Spent New Year in Batangas. Had a minor vehicular accident on our way home. Attended Joel and Tine's wedding. Went to World Pyro Olympics. &lt;strong&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;/strong&gt; Robin's 1st birthday. Watched Peter Pan Musical at CCP. Became godmother to Em's baby. Mini reunion with college buddies. Got crazy ticket discounts at The Travel Expo. Discovered the goodness of Grey's Anatomy. Replaced my 7610 with a hot pink RAZR. &lt;strong&gt;MARCH&lt;/strong&gt; Papa's bday. Met my newest retail friend. Went to Make Your Own Havaianas event. Suffered the crappiest week at the office. &lt;strong&gt;APRIL&lt;/strong&gt; Went to Boracay. Tried some water sports. Got really really drunk. Got scammed. Got a case of minor heartache. Big sis' birthday. &lt;strong&gt;MAY&lt;/strong&gt; Got smitten by spidey. Mother's day. Exercised my right to vote. Had delusions about anorexia. &lt;strong&gt;JUNE&lt;/strong&gt; Cheered for Mr. Roddick. Father's day. Quarter-life crisis reared its ugly head. Went to the French Film Festival. Major whine-fest about my weight. &lt;strong&gt;JULY&lt;/strong&gt; Turned 24. Had a 3-day celebration. Finally got a laptop. Fell in love with Bumblebee. &lt;strong&gt;AUGUST&lt;/strong&gt; Went to Cinemanila International. Missed my chance to see Quentin Tarantino because of the effing typhoon. Introduced to the music of Paramore and P!ATD. &lt;strong&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;/strong&gt; Met FOB. Watched FOB in Araneta. Did a lot of insane things. Lexi and Big bro's birthdays. &lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/strong&gt; Went to Singapore. Met the nicest Filipino family in Singapore. Went to Malaysia. Had the time of my life. Satisfied my wanderlust. &lt;strong&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/strong&gt; Mom's health condition shook me to the core. Experienced rock bottom. Resolved to be happy. &lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/strong&gt; Became godmother to Amanda. Went ballistic when I learned that Incubus is set to perform here next year. Papa and Mama's 30th wedding anniversary. Braved the world of on-line shopping. Mama's bday. Annual xmas reunion loaded with delicious food and gambling session of course. Hatred over DHL and USPS overflowed. Spent new year's eve with Annie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5053845065766317595?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5053845065766317595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5053845065766317595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5053845065766317595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5053845065766317595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-that-was.html' title='The year that was'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3r2Bi9ig7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/glbXnTssM5Q/s72-c/2007_collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6403691222215468925</id><published>2007-12-29T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:05:13.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USPS sucks big time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I refuse to believe this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3WMHS9ig6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PzSAJV7tpYU/s1600-h/dhlsucks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149175805944955810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3WMHS9ig6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PzSAJV7tpYU/s400/dhlsucks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USPS got it more than two weeks ago and it has not been delivered! No updates at all. &lt;em&gt;Leche, kailan nyo balak i-deliver yan.. putik naman! Pauwi na ng Pinas ang isang kong pinsan sa January 5. Baka di nanaman umabot.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peste kayong lahat! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6403691222215468925?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6403691222215468925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6403691222215468925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6403691222215468925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6403691222215468925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/usps-sucks-big-time.html' title='USPS sucks big time'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3WMHS9ig6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PzSAJV7tpYU/s72-c/dhlsucks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1797929647318142353</id><published>2007-12-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T23:23:57.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 year end questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148299705631015810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3JvTi9ig4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ES2Nef8ZOhI/s200/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Got the ff questions from Ms. Pam Pastor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you do in 2007 that you’d never done before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Went to Boracay. Went to Singapore. Went to Malaysia. Heart-bursting, 5-second handshake with a celebrity crush (Pete Wentz). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you keep your new year’s resolutions and will you make more for next year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept some, broke some. Yes, I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Gin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What countries did you visit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore. Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthier body, bigger savings account, more patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 21 - Official FOB day!, Oct. 4-10 - vacay in Singapore and KL! Nov. 7 - mama's health condition shook me to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to follow my wanderlust. I was able to stay strong for my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your biggest failure? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't think of any. But I hate myself for not getting rid of the flab! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the risk of sounding narcissitic, ME. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where did most of your money go?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travel. Clothes. Food. Incubus related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Traveling. FOB's meet and greet and concert. Incubus concert next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will always remind you of 2007?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain shade of green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happier or sadder?&lt;/strong&gt; happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thinner or fatter?&lt;/strong&gt; fatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;richer or poorer?&lt;/strong&gt; poorer.. &lt;em&gt;Magastos na taon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making loved ones happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating junk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you spend your Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent it with my family and close friends. There's the annual family reunion and and of course, gift-giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you fall in love in 2007?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many one-night stands?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Tree Hill, Grey's Anatomy, The Amazing Race all star, Ugly Betty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you hate anyone that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped hating people. Oh wait, Roger Federer for beating Andy Roddick..again and again! ;D Time to retire Roger. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the best book you read this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven minutes. Five people you meet in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P!ATD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you want and get?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laptop. Look Alive DVD. From the Murks of the sultry Abyss (still in the US). Patron ticket to FOB's concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 days in Paris. Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-day celebration with the whole family, office friends and college buddies. Turned 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What one thing would've made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less self-inflicted drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kept you sane?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caffeine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRANDON BOYD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coup attempts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who did you miss?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends who didn't keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy Ren and his family. &lt;em&gt;Sobrang bait nila!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell a valuable lesson you learned in 2007:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misery is part of life. Keep the lesson then let go of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in. Maybe I should hold with care but my hands are busy in the air"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You stare at me like I’m a vitamin&lt;br /&gt;On the surface you hate,&lt;br /&gt;But you know you need me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever helps you swallow the truth,&lt;br /&gt;All the more easily." - &lt;em&gt;Vitamin by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1797929647318142353?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1797929647318142353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1797929647318142353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1797929647318142353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1797929647318142353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-year-end-questions.html' title='2007 year end questions'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R3JvTi9ig4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ES2Nef8ZOhI/s72-c/untitled2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1586905807520899565</id><published>2007-12-20T08:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T07:28:16.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week on real life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We recently celebrated my parents' 30th wedding anniversary. It was fun! I don't know a lot of people who've been happily together that long. Ok random thought here... Though I come from a complete family, there are days when I can't help but wonder if I am bound to take what other refer to as the normal route to adulthood. You know, getting married and having kids. In less than a year, I'll be turning 25. While some women my age are about to get married, get engaged or pregnant with their first kid, I am still contemplating which road I should take. I always say I am five years behind my real age. I never even had a serious relationship. By choice. You can believe what you want to believe. I am not a man-hater. I turned my back to being hard-core pessimist. The reason? I don't even know. I just can't fathom the idea of "always and forever". I am a big fan of romantic movies and all that stuff but when it comes to real life, my mind just quickly dismiss it. And again, no big reason behind it. In case I must really live life alone, it wouldn't be the greatest tragedy. Never really feared being labeled as Old Maid (though in today's world it should be bachelorette!). If there's one thing I'm quite scared of, it's missing out the feeling of being head over heels in love. The can't sleep, can't eat type. The type that could send chills down my spine. Reciprocal passion! I'd prefer that over marriage which could be overrated sometimes. Now I just have to wait and see if I'll have it in this life time. Crap, I seriously need some coffee now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"T.V. what do I need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell me who to believe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's the use of autonomy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when a button does it all?" - &lt;em&gt;Idiot box by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1586905807520899565?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1586905807520899565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1586905807520899565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1586905807520899565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1586905807520899565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-week-on-real-life.html' title='This week on real life'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-313990682458459532</id><published>2007-12-19T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:09:41.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need.to.be.this.close.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2hsTS9igzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/DIwclqg74mw/s1600-h/incubus"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145481653034058546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 408px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" height="267" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2hsTS9igzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/DIwclqg74mw/s400/incubus" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, &lt;strong&gt;who is the promoter of Light Grenades World Tour here in Manila?&lt;/strong&gt; I need to know 'cause ticketnet doesn't have access to the best I-can-grab-brandon-boyd seats. &lt;em&gt;Bakit ko ba nahukay tong picture na to?&lt;/em&gt; I'm green with envy..  ;D&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit: www.incubusonline.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-313990682458459532?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/313990682458459532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=313990682458459532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/313990682458459532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/313990682458459532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/needtobethisclose.html' title='Need.to.be.this.close.'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2hsTS9igzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/DIwclqg74mw/s72-c/incubus' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1092589695750856578</id><published>2007-12-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T18:59:58.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Package from heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2j44C9ig1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/nXLj03e4j2c/s1600-h/PC020809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145636216022139730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2j44C9ig1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/nXLj03e4j2c/s320/PC020809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145636443655406434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2j5FS9ig2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/lpAG7ee9mxE/s320/PC020810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145636624044032882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2j5Py9ig3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/W7KOAg9ZXxk/s320/PC020812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I mean amazon.com... I love every second of Look Alive! Worth all the effort! I made the right decision when I purchased it on-line 'cause up until now, it's not yet available here. Aside from live performances, there's behind-the-scene footage and a sneak peek of Mike's surgery. Felt like I was touring around the world with Incubus! Jose was hilarious! Look out for the hair blowing scene in Iceland and the slap session with Chris at the airport! haha! There are some clips of surfer Brandon and skater Ben! Live performance of Earth to Bella gave me goosebumps! Oh, and I love Brandon's narration too! =) Sorry for my excessive use of exclamation points. My happiness is that intense I just have to yell it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Gazillion thanks to my friend Tine for receiving my package and bringing it to Pinas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1092589695750856578?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1092589695750856578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1092589695750856578&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1092589695750856578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1092589695750856578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/package-from-heaven.html' title='Package from heaven'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2j44C9ig1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/nXLj03e4j2c/s72-c/PC020809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1391006749717193227</id><published>2007-12-18T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T03:31:34.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna be broke next year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus Light Grenades World Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 9, 2008 @ The Araneta Coliseum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st priority! No ticket details yet but I need to get Patron VIP! Goal ko eh matalsikan ng pawis ni Brandon! haha! Joke! Will not set a limit 'cause Incubus is no. 1 on my list of bands I want to see perform live. Kahit ubusin ko dito yung budget ko sa summer ok lang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Chemical Romance Black Parade Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 25, 2008 @ The Fort Open Field&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just called Ticketworld and gold ticket costs 3,750. I'm a fan too so I will definitely catch this one. I hope they play old songs such as Helena and Ghost of You. I heard they are known for using pyrotechnics on stage, I hope Philippine audience get to experience that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maroon 5 World Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 5, 2008 @ The Araneta Coliseum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dapat nasa unahan din ako. Adam Levine here I come! No ticket details yet but it's now posted on Ticketnet's site.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justin Timberlake Future Sex/Love Sounds World Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 2008 - No details yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kahit na di pa to confirm talaga namang kasama na to sa plano ko.. Not a big fan but I MUST see him live on stage! Justin Timberlake is my dose of mainstream pop. I used to hate him when he was still part of Nsync and dating Ms. Spears. But look what going solo and changing hair style could do! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U2 Live in Manila&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008. No details yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heard this from another girl talker! If there's truth to this, count me in! Napanood ko concert nila sa HBO at grabe astig talaga!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must really start a concert fund. Calling the attention of my relatives and dear friends, you can now start giving your donations for this music junkie! haha!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the way, P!ATD, Paramore, Keane, 30 seconds to Mars and Matchbox 20, if you're planning to perform here, please please come at the next half of 2008. Unless you wanna see me homeless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1391006749717193227?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1391006749717193227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1391006749717193227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1391006749717193227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1391006749717193227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-gonna-be-so-broke-next-year.html' title='I&apos;m gonna be broke next year!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2521915270505735789</id><published>2007-12-14T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T05:56:29.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143579537998833826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2GqVoRjaKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TqgjIZhrrsQ/s200/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Game credit: Erica Paredes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Media Player, iPod, Winamp etc.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play.&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that’s playing.&lt;br /&gt;                            5. When you go to the next question, press the next button.&lt;br /&gt;                            6. Don’t lie and pretend you’re cool.&lt;br /&gt;                            7. When you’re finished, tag some other people to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. Opening Credits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Garden - Bruce Springsteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. Waking Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. First day of school:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite - 3 doors down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D. Falling in love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stellar - Incubus &lt;em&gt;(sakto! pang in-love! "How do you do it? Make me feel like I do...")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E. First song:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Fool - The Cardigans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F. Breaking up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it right - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G. Prom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone - Matchbox 20&lt;em&gt; (eto ata dapat sa breaking up!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H. Life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fate's hand - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. Mental breakdown:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing You - Des'ree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J. Driving:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little less Sixteen candles, a littlemore touch me - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K. Flashback:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing my religion -R.E.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L. Getting back together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Saturday - Fall Out Boy&lt;em&gt; (Haha! Hyper song habang nakikipagbalikan!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M. Wedding:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Am - Nine Days &lt;em&gt;("I will never leave you, I will not let you down...")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N. Birth of Child:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Holding on - Avril Lavigne &lt;em&gt;("... cause you know we'll make it through...")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O. Final Battle:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kill - 30 seconds to mars &lt;em&gt;(parang swak ang title ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P. Death Scene:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linger - Cranberries&lt;em&gt; (Parang eksena sa Click!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Funeral Song:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani &lt;em&gt;(HAHA! Riot to! With matching Harajuku girls giggling at the background!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R. End Credits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson - Regina Spektor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2521915270505735789?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2521915270505735789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2521915270505735789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2521915270505735789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2521915270505735789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/soundtrack.html' title='Soundtrack!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2GqVoRjaKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TqgjIZhrrsQ/s72-c/untitled2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6371669848027416635</id><published>2007-12-12T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:43:14.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie, the birthday girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143126985884788866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2AOvoRjaII/AAAAAAAAAUk/iz31cS_Zkqc/s200/trvlbuddies" border="0" /&gt;Happy Happy Birthday to my travel buddy, foodtrip partner and dear friend Annie! So glad we survived tough college life, thesis fiasco, recurring quarter-life crisis, energy-draining flying fish, feet-numbing walkathons, getting lost in different cities, nauseating boat rides, turbulent plane rides and mind-boggling dilemmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this fast-paced life, some friendships tend to fall apart. I'm glad that even though we don't see each other as often as we want to, we keep a connection strong enough to know that our friendship is meant to last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6371669848027416635?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6371669848027416635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6371669848027416635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6371669848027416635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6371669848027416635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/annie-birthday-girl.html' title='Annie, the birthday girl!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R2AOvoRjaII/AAAAAAAAAUk/iz31cS_Zkqc/s72-c/trvlbuddies' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4363917064309221216</id><published>2007-12-11T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T03:57:40.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's TOO GOOD not to have and an effect"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R12WPYRjaGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7P1per3poio/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142431540485253218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R12WPYRjaGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7P1per3poio/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm too excited that I'm losing some sleep. Just can't get over the fact that a few days ago I specifically put this on my xmas wishlist - &lt;em&gt;to see Incubus perform live&lt;/em&gt;. Then poof, it was granted. &lt;strong&gt;88 DAYS TO GO! &lt;/strong&gt;This is excitement multiply by a thousand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4363917064309221216?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4363917064309221216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4363917064309221216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4363917064309221216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4363917064309221216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-too-good-not-to-have-and-effect.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s TOO GOOD not to have and an effect&quot;'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R12WPYRjaGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7P1per3poio/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2318824813506450119</id><published>2007-12-08T04:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:32:33.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my great wishes just came true!!! Incubus Live in Manila March 9, 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R1nFqYRjaFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cv8prX6z0pk/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141357781481384018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R1nFqYRjaFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cv8prX6z0pk/s320/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click to enlarge. This is from the official website.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WWWWAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Breathe Aissa. Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am literally trembling with excitement and grinning like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;(insert another hysterical fan scream!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INCUBUS LIVE IN MANILA!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMIGOD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERCI! PRAYERS WERE HEARD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL BE COUNTING THE DAYS AND THE HOURS TIL I SEE YOU ROCK THE BIG DOME! SEE YOU MR. BRANDON BOYD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2318824813506450119?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2318824813506450119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2318824813506450119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2318824813506450119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2318824813506450119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-of-my-greatest-wish-just-came-true.html' title='One of my great wishes just came true!!! Incubus Live in Manila March 9, 2008!!!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R1nFqYRjaFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cv8prX6z0pk/s72-c/untitled2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3259760442013072333</id><published>2007-12-06T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:56:13.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The thing I've been dreading for the the past few days just happened. The shipment of my book (yes, from the murks...) has been delayed. My friend is now on her way back to Manila and the package is still somewhere in California taking its sweet, precious time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minsan ang malas ko talaga! Masyado ng matinding effort ang ginawa ko para sa librong ito pero mailap pa din. Nakakaasar lang dahil sa libo-libong tao na umoorder sa FanFire araw-araw eh yung sa akin pa talaga ang minalas! Buti nalang yung DVD na binili ko sa amazon.com nakarating. May pambawi sa lungkot na dinulot ng FanFire at DHL. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa malamang ay pagbabayarin na naman ako ng shipping fee at wala akong magagawa kundi ipadala ito sa bahay ng tita ko sa New Jersay at mag-intay hanggang sa may umuwi na kakilala nya.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAD TRIP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3259760442013072333?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3259760442013072333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3259760442013072333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3259760442013072333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3259760442013072333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/holy-crap_06.html' title='holy crap!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5559678007836081677</id><published>2007-12-04T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:28:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this year's xmas wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good health&lt;/strong&gt;. Not just for me but for all my loved ones, especially my mom. &lt;strong&gt;Peace&lt;/strong&gt;. Enough of the war and the coup and the bombing and the hatred. &lt;strong&gt;Some sort of direction. &lt;/strong&gt;Not that I am particularly lost, I just want to see a clearer picture. &lt;strong&gt;Happiness that never ends. Love that never fades. Friendship that lasts a lifetime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On a lighter note, I super want these too: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoodies&lt;/strong&gt;.. to make me happy! Get me something from Clandestine Industries and I'll be your slave. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Havaianas Pink Alert...&lt;/strong&gt; for my rubber addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look Alive DVD&lt;/strong&gt;.. I already ordered this on-line.. And I'm just waiting for my friend to hand it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the murks of the sultry abyss&lt;/strong&gt;.. Just waiting for this one as well.. oh my, the paranoia this book has caused me.. Called Fanfire customer service numerous times to track it.. Please DHL gods, be nice. May you make it on 4th of December. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And if you could find a way for me to see Incubus perform live, I will forever thank you. Shirtless Brandon Boyd + live performance of A certain shade of green = my own piece of heaven! I know it's like asking for the moon and the stars, but if anybody has the capacity to do that (maybe ask someone from Concertus or give me the easiest way to get a visa and be part of the Soundwave Festival), I'll name a star after you. Or even a planet. Haha! Insanity strikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" Would a written invitation&lt;br /&gt;signed, "Choose now or lose it all,"&lt;br /&gt;sedate your hesitation?&lt;br /&gt;Or inflame and make you stall?&lt;br /&gt;You've been raised in limitation,&lt;br /&gt;but that glove never fit quite right.&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for hand-me-downs,&lt;br /&gt;choose anew, please evolve, take flight - A certain shade of Green by Incubus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5559678007836081677?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5559678007836081677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5559678007836081677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5559678007836081677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5559678007836081677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/wishes-in-sugar-coated-bubbles.html' title='this year&apos;s xmas wish list'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-610829165922906703</id><published>2007-12-01T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:01:53.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just when I was talking about xmas cheer, the metro was shaken by another coup attempt. Damn politicians! Getting crazier by the minute! Manila Peninsula became a war zone.. there were tear gas and gunshots... reporters were detained! &lt;em&gt;at san ka pa, may tanke ng militar sa lobby ng hotel! tsk tsk tsk! Ano na bang nangyayari sa Pilipinas?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Currently reading: Five people you meet in heaven by Mitch Albom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves." - Ruby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-610829165922906703?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/610829165922906703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=610829165922906703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/610829165922906703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/610829165922906703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-when-i-was-talking-about-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2001846014395859655</id><published>2007-12-01T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T05:20:50.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early xmas cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R1N-r4RjZ_I/AAAAAAAAATc/TKe87MenCbU/s1600-R/PB160708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139590892065351666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R1N-r4RjZ_I/AAAAAAAAATc/oJBWXjGgNLE/s320/PB160708.JPG" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of the year again. Everybody seems to be extra cheery this days and I love it. Never mind the heavy traffic, shopping malls turned moshpits, maxed out credit card, long shopping list, the inevitable holiday weight gain... It's the xmas season already and there's no room for grouching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started my xmas shopping last week (Thanksgiving holiday). I've been observing US holidays for 2 years now, so while people on the other side of the world were busy eating turkey, I drowned myself in the world of retail therapy. After two days in Trinoma and SM The Block, I'm pretty much done. I'm planning to do the rest this weekend. 7 presents to go... plus my shoes. I fell in love with this gorgeous chocolate brown flats at SCHU but they didn't have it on my size. Damn! Must check out other branches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another thing, the 2008 Havs collection is now available. Went to Bonifacio high street earlier with the whole family. We went out with six pairs on hand. &lt;strong&gt;My rubber love is contagious after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2001846014395859655?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2001846014395859655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2001846014395859655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2001846014395859655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2001846014395859655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/12/early-xmas-cheers.html' title='Early xmas cheers'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R1N-r4RjZ_I/AAAAAAAAATc/oJBWXjGgNLE/s72-c/PB160708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-720117322825528002</id><published>2007-11-22T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T04:25:16.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of Brandon Boyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On-line shopping is an addictive activity. Oh yes it is. I have tons of stuff purchased through the web. From books to accessories to clothes and hard to find films. My initial reason for creating an account in Multiply is to be able to shop. E-bay and Girltalk are usual destinations. I have one strict rule though, I NEVER use my credit card. With the plethora of hackers around the globe, it's a big no-no for me. I think I'm too paranoid for that. I'll do meet ups, bank deposits and even send G-CASH, but credit cards?!?! No, thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enter Brandon Boyd. Being such a huge fan, I've been meaning to get his books. Unfortunately, the books are not locally available. Plus, they don't ship in the Philippines. Nice. Another third world thrill! Kidding. Anyway, though I have relatives I could ask to do this for me, it's either they're too old to know about Incubus or too young to appreciate them. I asked my friend who went there for a training program, but she was not able to get it because of some credit card glitch. Good thing another friend of mine went to the states. Thing is, her schedule will be jampacked. She said the best hing to do is to order it on-line and have it shipped to her hotel. I have no choice then. Mr. Boyd has the ability to make me do anything. So fine, use the mother effing credit card on-line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got my order confirmation already and in a few days, From the Murks of the Sultry Abyss will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135390300748631170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R0SSRSMbzII/AAAAAAAAATU/4QeSExWPlBg/s320/BBO40466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Too bad White Fluffy Clouds is out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;And since I already plunged in, might as well make the best out of it. I pre-order Look Alive (insert fan scream)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135389759582751858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R0SRxyMbzHI/AAAAAAAAATM/yri_nL9Wg7o/s320/fortinet-logo-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I highly doubt that it will be released here on the 27th. I knew that I have to get it as soon as possible after I watched "Anna Molly" from the upcoming DVD through their website. I got my order confirmation and noticed there's only 3 left in stock. Talk about nick of time. This is pure bliss. Two things crossed out of my xmas wish list. Hoping and praying DHL wouldn't fucked up the shipment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Put down your hollow tips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And kiss your lovers lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And know that fate is what we make of it." &lt;em&gt;Agoraphobia by Incubus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-720117322825528002?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/720117322825528002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=720117322825528002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/720117322825528002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/720117322825528002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-love-of-brandon-boyd.html' title='For the love of Brandon Boyd'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R0SSRSMbzII/AAAAAAAAATU/4QeSExWPlBg/s72-c/BBO40466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-538175184539483459</id><published>2007-11-19T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T06:29:13.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Less than two weeks after her mastectomy, my mom was already out in the mall watching movies. I'm glad the whole thing didn't dampen her spirit. Not 100% sure though. Parents tend to put certain feelings aside to appear stronger for their children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While they watched two young adults get their second chance at love, I decided to watch Scarlett as the "Chanel bag of nannies". Funny how my guesses were always right even if I didn't read the book. If you have nothing to do and got money to spare, go ahead and watch "The Nanny Diaries". It will still put a smile on your face no matter how predictable it may be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Becky Bloomwood will come into the big screen. Yes, my beloved heroine of the Shopaholic Series. I always imagined Kate Hudson playing this role, but it was confirmed that Isla Fisher snagged it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meet Becky's movie version... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134701572677946466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R0If4CMbzGI/AAAAAAAAATE/E08VVyr0P6c/s320/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the deranged, virgin-wanna-be girl in The Wedding Crashers. She's also Sacha Baron Cohen's (real-life Borat) gf. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The setting will be in New York City and Becky is an American. So yeah, say goodbye to sequels. No more double wedding. No more British accent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-538175184539483459?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/538175184539483459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=538175184539483459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/538175184539483459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/538175184539483459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/less-than-two-weeks-after-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R0If4CMbzGI/AAAAAAAAATE/E08VVyr0P6c/s72-c/c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4558478782363782164</id><published>2007-11-17T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:26:30.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Work wise, today has been productive. Our team is short of one rep and another is still on leave. Yeah, I braved the first shift alone but it was fine. Multitasking is one of the things you get to master when you work in a call center. I've been having this recurring urge to take a leave. I want to get a massage. I want to eat melted chocolates and drink milk directly from the carton. I want to have a movie marathon and immerse myself to other people's fictional lives. I want to take myself to a place where deadlines don't exist, vacations never end, friends never leave. I want a temporary escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Can't take the kid from the fight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Take the fight from the kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sit back, relax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sit back, relapse again" - &lt;em&gt;Camisado by Panic! at the disco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4558478782363782164?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4558478782363782164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4558478782363782164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4558478782363782164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4558478782363782164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/random_17.html' title='...Random...'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8672974322848270568</id><published>2007-11-17T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:38:47.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIS-ology</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Got this from Ms. Patty's Non Stop Babble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repost this survey as (your name)-ology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your salad dressing of choice?&lt;br /&gt;A: Caesar.. the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your favorite fast food restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;A: KFC.. Finger lickin' good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;A: Big Buddha, Aveneto, Mr. Choi's Kitchen, Conti's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;A: No specific amount. Depends on the service and the total bill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of it?&lt;br /&gt;A: baked penne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What are your pizza toppings of choice?&lt;br /&gt;A: mushroom.. pepperoni.. mozzarella cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you like to put on your toast?&lt;br /&gt;A: butter.. cholesterol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your wallpaper on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;A: My penguin Ramon aboard plane bound to Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many televisions are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;A: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;A: Right-handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;br /&gt;A. Do breast lumps count? Had two bilateral breast operations to remove those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;A: Half-filled water container&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever been knocked unconscious?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLCRAPOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;A: Caitlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color do you think looks best on you?&lt;br /&gt;A. Black 'cause it makes me look slimmer...hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever swallowed a non-food item by mistake?&lt;br /&gt;A. I haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Have you ever saved someone’s life?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Has someone ever saved yours?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope. Never been in a situation where I need to be saved.. literally and figuratively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAREOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?&lt;br /&gt;A: I'll do it.. but no tongue action involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000&lt;br /&gt;A: Hell no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you never blog again for $50,000?&lt;br /&gt;A. Sure..hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?&lt;br /&gt;A. I'll do it for free if they would take me and my flab! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope. Can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human's life for $1,000,000?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope. I don't want to take the express way to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMBOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is in your left pocket?&lt;br /&gt;A: My rosary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?&lt;br /&gt;A. Haven't seen it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?&lt;br /&gt;A: Hardwood upstairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;A: Stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;br /&gt;A. 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last time you had a run-in with the cops?&lt;br /&gt;A. Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;A. I think I'm too old for this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who is number 1 on your top 8?&lt;br /&gt;A. Top 8 of what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last friend you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;A: Pia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;A: Big sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;A. My godson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;A. It has been so long that I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Number?&lt;br /&gt;A. 8.. they say it's lucky 'cause it never ends.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Season?&lt;br /&gt;A: Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;A. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Mood?&lt;br /&gt;A. Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Listening to?&lt;br /&gt;A: Other agents taking calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Watching?&lt;br /&gt;A. Nothing. I'm at the office and supposed to be working..hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Worrying about?&lt;br /&gt;A. My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;Q: First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;A. Just went home after work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What can you not wait to do?&lt;br /&gt;A. Xmas shopping =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;A. Rogue Assassin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yeah, to the point they think I'm a lunatic! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;A: I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8672974322848270568?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8672974322848270568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8672974322848270568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8672974322848270568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8672974322848270568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/ais-ology.html' title='AIS-ology'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6100568105821369882</id><published>2007-11-12T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T03:20:04.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Random...</title><content type='html'>Little by little, I am yanking myself out of misery... Mom's long time friend said that the first step is acceptance.. She's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;The saying "Health is wealth" is true. Should never ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did a major clean up. Last weekend, cleaning up my closet was more than just an Eminem song, it was therapeutic... a blast from the past. Certain memories came back when I saw a certain outfit or a particular item. But my mind was made up on giving away stuff I don't use. Some people need it more than I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RzfTYzDXQ0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/VyVD2q9TSaY/s1600-h/PB050693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131802723386606402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RzfTYzDXQ0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/VyVD2q9TSaY/s320/PB050693.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The red cups are back! And my beloved toffee nut is available again.. And yeah, I just started collecting stickers for the planner.. it has been a yearly tradition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just finished my xmas shopping list. It was long.. and probably expensive. I'm gonna start on Thanksgiving holiday. Can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really want a freaking visa. Seriously. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incubus is the headliner at the Soundwave Festival in Australia on February 23 - March 3, 2008. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I could just go there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently reading: Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;" When I had nothing to lose, I had everything. When I stopped being who I am, I found myself" - Maria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6100568105821369882?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6100568105821369882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6100568105821369882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6100568105821369882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6100568105821369882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/random.html' title='...Random...'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RzfTYzDXQ0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/VyVD2q9TSaY/s72-c/PB050693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4208606040784785573</id><published>2007-11-09T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T02:28:57.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"...I'm a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart..."</title><content type='html'>One thing I learned about this whole thing: &lt;strong&gt;never ask questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ask for help instead. The answer to the former is a blurry trip to the unknown.  The latter holds greater promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I did ask God... WHY?... then, I suddenly realized that I would just refuse to understand it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for his help. I know this leads to something more than I can comprehend..&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama had a mastectomy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shook me to the core. &lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4208606040784785573?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4208606040784785573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4208606040784785573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4208606040784785573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4208606040784785573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-stitch-away-from-making-it-and-scar.html' title='&quot;...I&apos;m a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart...&quot;'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1945669904074695451</id><published>2007-11-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:13:19.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-183DE488.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=Monalisa&amp;amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-630463AC.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=Rock%20On%21&amp;amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3246D42F.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=Retail%20Therapy&amp;amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-28C6894B.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=Exploring%20new%20places&amp;amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=Burning%20lungs&amp;amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=A%20love%20that%20never%20fades&amp;amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_045A8238.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=Shopping%20like%20mad&amp;amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6DA4C4D5.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=Girly&amp;amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2C9D8418.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=Buy%20all%20kinds%20of%20stuff&amp;amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=Traveling&amp;amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=City%20life&amp;amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D28CE3C.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=Coffee%20fix&amp;amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2A5CA732.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;amp;bgcolor=##000000&amp;amp;habitslabel=JUNKIE%20MONKEY&amp;amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE%20BUG&amp;amp;userhome=http://friends.imagini.net/@1855681-4f23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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Was able to produce a genuine smile for a change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"On November 27th Epic Records will release LOOK ALIVE, the brand new live DVD from multi-platinum alternative rockers, Incubus. Capturing footage from the bands recent tour in support of their latest release Light Grenades, the DVD will include performance footage shot this summer in Chicago as well as from around the world, exclusive behind the scenes documentary footage, as well as a few surprises.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This unique DVD offers fans an incredible two hour musical experience directed by renowned director, Christian Lamb (Madonna, Coldplay.) LOOK ALIVE will feature footage from multiple concert performances, including the Northerly Island show in Chicago which was shot on July 25th. In addition to the concert footage, LOOK ALIVE will also include exclusive footage of the band during rehearsals, as well as original music interludes scored by Incubus guitarist Mike Einziger. Other highlights include rare behind the scenes documentary pieces that the band shot throughout the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On making LOOK ALIVE and their latest tour, guitarist Mike Einziger had this to say, "We're very lucky, we've gotten to see the world and meet the most amazing people. It's just been the most incredible experience, the longest strangest ride anyone could ever imagine. And, I'm really thankful for it. I think we're all really thankful for it. It's the engine that continues to drive us into the future and I think we're going to do this for the rest of our lives."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please lang, dapat sabay ang release nito sa Pinas.. Please, kailangan ko sumaya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4228774913598437592?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4228774913598437592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4228774913598437592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4228774913598437592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4228774913598437592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-got-anti-gloom-e-mail-from-epic.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-742703831045543399</id><published>2007-10-31T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:54:06.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kudos to those who see through sickness..."</title><content type='html'>I can't feign happiness, I don't hide behind any mask, you can pretty much see it right through me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been under dark clouds this past few days. I'm still hoping for the best, just can't prepare myself for the worst.  And this is not just me being whiny about inconsequential stuff.  It's all so real now.  I can see a welcome banner that reads: "THIS IS WHAT LIFE IS MADE OF".&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have the time to listen to me whine&lt;br /&gt;about nothing and everything all at once?&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those melodramatic fools,&lt;br /&gt;neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it" - &lt;em&gt;Basket case by Green Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-742703831045543399?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/742703831045543399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=742703831045543399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/742703831045543399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/742703831045543399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/kudos-to-those-who-see-through-sickness.html' title='&quot;Kudos to those who see through sickness...&quot;'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1808440794565722148</id><published>2007-10-20T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:16:33.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;October 8, 2007&lt;/strong&gt; - We said our goodbyes to Daddy Ren and his family at around 7:30 in the morning. We needed to catch the 9:30am bus bound to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Going to the bus station was a breeze despite having no sleep.. despite the super heavy luggage... We arrived pretty early that we had ample time to eat breakfast and spend some time at the agency's lounge where we found the ISQUEEZE foot massager. What a treat for our tired feet! We were too relaxed before we left Singapore that we forgot to do something sooo important. Major major blooper. We forgot to exchange our Singaporean dollars to Malaysian Ringgit. Yes, we braved a whole new country without a single dime of its currency. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we were, fresh from a five-hour, butt-numbing bus ride, in the middle of Kuala Lumpur without a freaking Ringgit. My wallet was loaded with Singaporean dollar, US dollar, HK dollar and Philippine peso but not a single RINGGIT!!! Waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Pano nga pala tayo magtataxi? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After we composed our thoughts, I decided to look for a money changer while Annie looked after our stuff. Kind Malaysian guy gave me the direction to the nearest mall which was 15 minutes away from where we were. I must admit my heart was beating a little faster than usual because I wasn't confident about my sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank God I didn't have to go all the way to the mall because I saw a money changer along the way. I didn't bother to ask for the rates, I just exchanged all my money to Malaysian Ringgit! I wanted to cry the moment I got a hold of my money, but I chose to brisk walk and announced to Annie, &lt;em&gt;"Girl, problem solved!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We got on a cab and asked the driver to take us to Seri Raja Chulan Condominium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126204693133912930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyPwAjQv62I/AAAAAAAAASU/Q4rBryV8kV8/s320/PA080457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We booked a room through fellow Girltalker in Female Network. I'm so thankful Annie saw her ad, we saved a lot by not booking in a hotel. Getting discount is always a good thing, right? We paid RM15 for the 10-minute ride. A-hole cab driver didn't use his meter! &lt;em&gt;Uso din dito ang nangongontrata! Grrr!&lt;/em&gt; After we said our hellos and settled in, we had our early dinner at the Crowded Planet, a nearby restaurant that serves local dishes. We decided to try Nasi Lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124580766230422562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4rDkH2pCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/WDcpxiN-NLk/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The bill was quite a steal, the cheapest meal we had. Only RM14 for 2 orders of Nasi Lemak plus drinks that tasted like sampaloc juice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, we went to Suria KLCC, a posh mall below the Petronas Twin Towers. We spent some time there while waiting for the towers to lit up. While inside, we checked out Pedder Red (We were hoping to score some havs, unfortunately they didn't have Pink Leopard on my size!!! hate it!). We stuffed ourselves with coffee buns from Rotiboy ( I LOVE THIS!) and ice-blended coffee from CBTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126211255843941266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyP1-jQv65I/AAAAAAAAASs/pgxnAHt3r9c/s320/PA080432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yummy coffee buns @ Rotiboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126204027413982034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyPvZzQv61I/AAAAAAAAASM/gJBMaQ8Rd2w/s320/PA080445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's ais not ass!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At around 7 in the evening, we went out and were completely astounded by the beauty of Petronas Twin Towers! &lt;strong&gt;Wow!&lt;/strong&gt; I've never been fascinated with skyscrapers before, but this one was an exception. Really really astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124581857152115762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4sDEH2pDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Ko_Hncx-6Rw/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We immediately whipped out our digicams for some major camera-whoring session but the weather wasn't on our side. Just when we were looking for the perfect spot to have our pictures taken, the rain poured! We tried to ignore it at first, adamant on getting a nice picture, but when each of us got one, we headed inside. We would've love to stay in the park infront and just marvel at it's structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124582316713616450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4sd0H2pEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/h3kkNvyNHqY/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were able to purchase some Petronas mementos inside Suria. After that, we looked for a pay phone to make an overseas call. Little did we know that we were about to meet Weirdo no. 1. We were trying our luck on using the call card we bought when a tall, dark-skinned man approached us. Must admit his mere presence alarmed us. He must've sensed it because he immediately told us not to be scared. I tried to act as nonchalant as I could but deep inside I was ready to give out a loud scream. After he introduced himself and told us a lot of obvious lies (every part of me knew he was lying), he asked if he could invite us for dinner! THE NERVE! I wanted to squash his face if only he wasn't bigger than me. We managed to politely decline his offer and get the hell out. We walked as fast as we could and made sure he wasn't able to follow us. We hop on a cab as soon as we had the chance. A-hole cab driver no.2 didn't use the meter as well. We tried to haggle the rates but we didn't manage to do so.  He asked for RM20! RM20 for a 10-minute ride! Shoot! We could've wait for a cab with a "working" meter, but we were trying to get away from Weirdo no.1 that we didn't have the luxury to choose. We were still distressed when we reached the condo. I couldn't remember how we managed to lighten up, but we did. I'm glad we did because we only had one whole day to tour the city. We decided to wake up as early 6 to get tickets for the skybridge visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 9, 2007&lt;/strong&gt; - We woke up at around 6am and we immediately took a shower and dressed up to go to Petronas. We got there at around 7:30am with heavy heads and empty stomachs. The waiting process became easy because we were surrounded by guys like this one... hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126218797806513058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyP81jQv66I/AAAAAAAAAS0/3So-YzY-6XY/s320/cuteboy1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After waiting for more than an hour, the line started to move and we scored free tickets scheduled at 9:15 am. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124576346709074914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4nCUH2o-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/aXRkrbIbDNw/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;We had a 30-minute free time to walk around the museum. We watched the history of Petronas and measured our height against the second tallest building in the world. &lt;em&gt;(Petronas was the world's tallest building from 1998 until Taipei 101 took over the record in 2004.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 9:15am, our group were ushered to a small theater to watch a 3D presentation. After that, we finally had the chance to go the skybridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124587041177642098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4ww0H2pHI/AAAAAAAAARU/TPzLuoKzy8c/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were given about 5 minutes to walk around and enjoy the view from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124584331053278290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4uTEH2pFI/AAAAAAAAARE/E_rGqwZMLwU/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124585829996864610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rx4vqUH2pGI/AAAAAAAAARM/rl39Of-0q0c/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was quick but definitely worth it. We spent a few more minutes infront of the twin towers to satisfy our picture addiction...hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125222704696257282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyBy5TQv6wI/AAAAAAAAARk/JBsjmza4j3Q/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, we went straight to Suria because needless to say, we were famished. We had the best lunch at Secret Recipe, a restaurant that has become a household name in Malaysia. Must dine to one of their branches in Pinas just to check if there's any difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125223971711609634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyB0DDQv6yI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Ug-EgVdqTgo/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to Bus stop no. 1 after lunch to join KL Hop-On, Hop-Off tour. For only RM38, we could hop-on and hop-off a bus that goes around 40 main attractions in KL. Quite a steal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While waiting, we encountered Weirdo no.2. Yes, there was a second one! How did we turn into such weirdo magnets? Anyway, we already had a plan should we encounter freaks again. We will refuse to communicate! We'll speak to them in Tagalog til their nose bleed. So, while this a-hole rambled on and on, I just kept on shaking my head as if I didn't get what he was saying. And then I said, &lt;em&gt;"Leche ka di ka ba titigil?!?"&lt;/em&gt; He stopped for a while, probably trying to understand me, but he didn't and all I got was a blank look . We stood up and walk around the area and made sure he left the bus stop. &lt;em&gt;My gawd, what the hell was up? &lt;/em&gt;When we got on the bus, we were delighted to find it empty. Woohoo! It seemed like we had a private bus (with glass rooftop) to tour us around! hehehe! There was another treat waiting for us, we were asked to pay RM17 each instead of RM38! The kind driver said he would give us discounts and charged us with the student's rate! He must've sensed all the a-hole drivers and weirdos we've encountered. Goodness, what a breath of fresh air! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After a couple of stops, we finally got company, hopping on and off the bus, mostly Caucasians. The bus passed by major tourist spots such as Petronas Tiwn Towers, KLCC, KL Tower, Aquaria, National Palace, Orchid Garden, Bird Park, Merdeka Square and Eye on Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125223301696711442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyBzcDQv6xI/AAAAAAAAARs/5s20OoYtc84/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125225174302452530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyB1JDQv6zI/AAAAAAAAAR8/SABIVMXUccM/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The rain poured just when we were getting off Bukit Bintang to check out the shops. We didn't have a choice but to stay inside the mall. We had an unusual craving for pizza when it was time for dinner, we headed to a nearby Pizza Hut to get our dose of carbo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126203400348756802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyPu1TQv60I/AAAAAAAAASE/UHQyy5i_DgQ/s320/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back at the condo at around 7pm. We immediately fixed our things, took a quick shower and had our last minute mirror projects. After that, we said our goodbyes and hopped on a cab. We were sort of expecting another a-hole cab driver, but when I asked him how much would it cost us, I was delighted by his response.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;He said,&lt;em&gt; "I have a meter".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hallelujah! Nakahanap din ng matinong cab driver! Imagine, 30 minutes yata yung byahe at ang metro lang namin ay..... RM7!!!! O diba, kung ginamit lang nung mga naunang drivers yung metro nila, baka less than RM5 lang dapat binayaran namin kada sakay.. Asar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, at the KL Sentral, we rode the express train going to KLIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126208068978207602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyPzFDQv63I/AAAAAAAAASc/tQRDeyVCE9U/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's best option to avoid the horrendous traffic. Never mind our struggle while dragging our bursting luggage. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126209013871012738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyPz8DQv64I/AAAAAAAAASk/L2FVRWJHH0Y/s320/PA090642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The flight back home was uneventful and that's because we were dead sleep. Oh yes, we were soooo tired! We arrived in NAIA at 5am (right on schedule).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip drained my savings but filled my mind with unforgettable memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost one year since Annie and I turned into bonafide wander girls. I haven't unpacked yet but my mind is set on our next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivete." - &lt;em&gt;But it's better if you do by Panic! at the disco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1808440794565722148?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1808440794565722148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1808440794565722148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1808440794565722148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1808440794565722148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/kuala-lumpur-journal.html' title='Kuala Lumpur Journal'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RyPwAjQv62I/AAAAAAAAASU/Q4rBryV8kV8/s72-c/PA080457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4181137220200570058</id><published>2007-10-17T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T02:52:58.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Journal - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 6, 2007 - &lt;/strong&gt;This day made a record as the most energy draining day of my life. Don't get me wrong, energy-draining in a good way, but my feet screamed for help nonetheless. Blame it on wanderlust, blame it on my eyes aching for new places to see, on my brain failing to realize how tired my body was. I seriously thought that my leg would amputate itself. Just to give you an idea... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123373528232928210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxnhFEH2o9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/e8G-H5WsRGQ/s320/PA060346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mga adik gumala! Oo, nilakad namin yan.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The day started with a trip to Funan Digilife Mall. For gadget freaks out there, that place is heaven on earth. Annie scored a kickass Kodak digicam with 1GB SD card for more than 6 thou only. Nice! I didn't look at the laptop prices because I hate regretting past purchases. I thought of waiting 3 more months last July because I heard about the insane gadget discounts in Singapore, but me being me just couldn't wait. Plus, I was in a super splurge mode during my birthday. Anyway, I was happy with the very nice laptop bag I got for 900 only. Back here in Manila, the cheapest I could find was like 2,500. I was drooling over the pink leather bag, but the tag price was way too much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We had lunch at the Food junction, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123367399314596802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxnbgUH2o8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/f6U4QLYQ57Q/s320/PA060269.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then strolled around some more to purchase other stuff for friends back home. After that, we decided to go to Marina Bay. &lt;em&gt;Sabi nga nila, pag di mo napuntahan ang Esplanade at Merlion, parang di ka galing Singapore.. hehehe! &lt;/em&gt;Not sure how we managed to walk that far. We were like the Energizer bunny that keeps on going and going and going... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We passed by the Civic District, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123126846786282226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkAuUH2ovI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FtiwqfNxanI/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;a soccer field, a huge park,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123129166068622082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkC1UH2owI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rupIuMu_g-E/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an airconditioned underpass full of art works and skater boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123129595565351698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkDOUH2oxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rOcuiHvhjy8/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After like an hour, we reached our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123129943457702690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkDikH2oyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/nfHg-XdBMOY/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Esplanade is located along Marina Bay. It is the leading cultural entertainment center in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123122800927089346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rxj9C0H2osI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5t6_x79o6sU/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Merlion, on the other hand, is an identified symbol for Singapore. &lt;em&gt;Ni-research ko kasi di ko ma-gets yung statue na to eh.. haha! Here's what I got: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123123750114861778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rxj96EH2otI/AAAAAAAAAOE/NvrH_3juvr8/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The Merlion has a lion head and a fish body resting on a crest of waves. The lion head symbolises the legend of the rediscovery of Singapura, as recorded in the "Malay Annals". In ancient times, Singapore was known as Temasek, a Javanese word for sea. In the 11th century A.D, Prince Sang Nila Utama of the Sri Vijaya Empire rediscovered the island. When the Prince first landed on Singapore 's shores, he sighted a mystical beast which he later learnt was a lion. The Prince then decided to name the island "Singapura" which in Sanskrit means Lion (Singa) City (Pura). The fish tail of the Merlion symbolises the ancient city of Temasek and represents Singapore 's humble beginnings as a fishing village".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah ok, yun naman pala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sun decided to show some mercy this time so the weather was a bit cloudy with cool breeze. It was the perfect day to stroll around, take some pictures, eat the cleanest dirty ice cream and enjoy the beautiful scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123365384974934962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxnZrEH2o7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/bV3EVa-QfeI/s320/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, we joined the Singapore River Experience, a 30-minute cruise that covers Clarke Quay up to Clifford Pier. We paid $10 each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123363950455858082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxnYXkH2o6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FkXtmHHySsE/s320/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At night, we went to Suntec City Mall. &lt;em&gt;Nakuha na naming magjaywalk dahil tinamad na kami umakyat sa foot bridge! Medyo nagsisink-in na ang pagod! hehe!&lt;/em&gt; The main purpose was to visit the Fountain of Wealth. It was really pretty and humungous. On our way back, we passed by an outlet of New Urban Male. I spotted some Havs!!! Too bad it was closed!&lt;em&gt; Sayang! Yun lang nasabi ko.&lt;/em&gt; I was not able to dwell on it too much because I was sooooo tired. &lt;em&gt;Pucha, nararamdaman na namin ang pagod at epekto nang isang buong araw ng paglalakad at pamamasyal..haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a large cup of Toffee Delight after dinner but I still slept like a dead person when we reached our place. &lt;em&gt;Kahit siguro kumain ako ng isang bag ng coffee beans di na talaga kakayaning buhayin ang energy ko dahil ngayon lang ako napagod ng ganon. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 7, 2007&lt;/strong&gt; - This was our last day in Singapore and we decided to make the most out of it. We planned to go to Snow City and Jurong Bird Park, do some shopping in Bugis and Mustafa Center and have dinner at Clarke Quay. We also planned to squeeze in the Night Safari at midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At Snow City, we had a blast "snowtubing" or sliding down the slope on inflatable snow tubes, but the place itself fall short on my expectation. I thought there's a big area where we can run around. When you enter the vicinity, you can see the slope and that's it. Cameras are not allowed but there's an official photographer inside. We paid $10 for the print out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After freezing our asses off, we headed to Jurong Bird Park. I wasn't expecting much, I just want to see real penguins! =) I gladly paid $22 to do so. &lt;em&gt;Nakakita ko na din ang mga buhay na kamag-anak ni Ramon..haha!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123133903417549618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkHJEH2ozI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hq429UrNjzU/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123134375863952194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkHkkH2o0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eS-vxlu64no/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123134831130485586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkH_EH2o1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/wJRJSkbZyIk/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my what can I say, the penguins are too cute and adorable! &lt;em&gt;I want to have them as pets kung pwede lang talaga. After the Penguin Expedition parang tinamad na ko mamasyal dun, buti nalang may monorail, naikot namin ng mas mabilis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123135990771655538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkJCkH2o3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/x71LmVVr3ck/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Part of the reason I lost interest was the thought of shopping. &lt;em&gt;Gusto ko na mamili... hahaha! &lt;/em&gt;But before we did the wallet-draining activity, we had our lunch and pumped ourselves with caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123138232744584082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxkLFEH2o5I/AAAAAAAAAPk/_RNlLuegMh8/s320/sing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caffeine fix @ Starbucks in Bugis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a little carried away that the thought of having an excess baggage didn't enter our minds. &lt;em&gt;Sige, bili lang ng bili! &lt;/em&gt;We had too much stuff we decided to ditch our dinner plans at Clarke Quay. &lt;em&gt;Di na talaga kami magkandadala! &lt;/em&gt;So we chose to head back home, dump our stuff, eat dinner, freshen up and then go to Mustafa before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mustafa is a shopping place open 24 hours where you can find cheap chocolates and perfumes. Actually, everything is cheap! &lt;em&gt;Yun nga lang, the place kinda stinks. Basta hirap i-describe. Judge nyo lang pag napunta kayo dun..hehe! Eto rin yung lugar na medyo makalat... 90% clean lang pala ang Singapore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With all the things we bought, we spent a few hours contemplating how to squeeze them in our luggage. We didn't get to sleep well. &lt;em&gt;Diosmio, struggle talaga! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We left Singapore armed with less than 3 hours of sleep and four bursting luggage. &lt;em&gt;Good luck sa min pagdating ng KL, sana di kami bangag!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adventure continues in KL...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4181137220200570058?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4181137220200570058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4181137220200570058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4181137220200570058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4181137220200570058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/singapore-journal-part-2.html' title='Singapore Journal - Part 2'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxnhFEH2o9I/AAAAAAAAAQE/e8G-H5WsRGQ/s72-c/PA060346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5677800082045565422</id><published>2007-10-12T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T06:11:32.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Journal - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oct 4, 2007 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was spaced out the whole shift. I cannot work properly because my mind was floating, looking forward to the fun days ahead.. free from work, free from stress, free from the daily hustle and bustle. Let me quote Meredith Grey, &lt;em&gt;"I don't know why people do drugs, this was such a high&lt;/em&gt;". We might be talking about different things, but the same statement floats in my head when I think about the possibility of exploring a new place. Really, it gives me a certain high feeling. I would love to pop it like a pill if I could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Annie and I purchased our plane tickets during Cebu Pacific's seat sale last March. Just like the last time, we didn't get a tour package. Figuring out what to do and getting lost are vital parts of a great adventure. Another good thing came our way a few weeks before we went in Singapore, Annie's friend and former teammate migrated there and kindly offered his place. Gazillion thanks to Daddy Ren and his wonderful family for letting us in! We truly appreciate the kindness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Goodness, nothing could beat a less than 6 thou roundtrip tickets plus free accom. =) Anyway, Annie and I met up 2 hours before our scheduled departure time which was 8:30 in the evening. For some reason I could not explain, I was really nervous about that flight. Random thoughts kept on entering my messed up head. Despite the turbulence we experienced on the first few minutes, the plane ride to Singapore was actually pretty good. We killed time reading magazines, playing with Ramon (yes, he was with me), filling out embarkation cards, listening to P!ATD, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121504641933550114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxM9VkH2oiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5s22CkHeJKk/s200/PA040087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Brendon Urie kept me entertained...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about our planned activities, sharing work stories and of course, transforming into full-blown camera whores! haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121491263110423010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxMxK0H2oeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1LOLX9Z-LRk/s320/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived a couple of minutes past midnight. Singapore is clean and safe. It's a place where discipline actually exists. Well, wait until we set foot on that pristine place! haha! We pretty much behaved when we were there except for this one "&lt;em&gt;pasaway" &lt;/em&gt;moment at Suntec City on our 3rd day.&lt;em&gt; Sobrang pagod na kami at dahil dun pinili namin mag-jay walking kesa gamitin ang foot bridge..haha! Buti di kami nahuli, "Fine" city pa naman ang Singapore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept at around 4am, after talking too much and devouring some laksa, a coconut based curry soup with tofu, fish sticks and noodles. We initially planned to wake up at like 7am to maximize our time. I think we all know it's never gonna happen. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 5, 2007&lt;/strong&gt; - On our first day, we opted to go to Sentosa Island Resort, one of Singapore's primary tourist attractions. We rode a cable car to get there. Cable car rides are the most fun way to beat the hell out of my fear of heights. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121492762054009330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxMyiEH2ofI/AAAAAAAAAMc/cmw_Mv_5QU0/s320/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sentosa, we watched Pirates in 4D, went to Underwater World, visited the pristine Siloso beach (but Boracay kicked its ass when it comes to sand quality..haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121499389188547074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxM4j0H2ogI/AAAAAAAAAMk/esqAs-S8rfg/s320/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We also rode the luge and the knee-trembling skyride. I had fun even if the sun was out to burn some skin... even if we were on the verge of having a heat stroke. In my book, nothing beats heat more than a yummy ice cream does. So, that's the temporary solution we chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121501957578990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxM65UH2ohI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZtlkLX-llcY/s200/PA050168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoying our New Zealand Natural Ice Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We headed out of the island at around 6pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121505724265308722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxM-UkH2ojI/AAAAAAAAAM8/T451DgbhMjE/s200/PA050215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got a glimpse of Superstar Virgo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121507257568633410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxM_t0H2okI/AAAAAAAAANE/-e61HtKWOxA/s200/PA050217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it made us wanna get an Asian Cruise package someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121507979123139154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxNAX0H2olI/AAAAAAAAANM/DsKsxwTKRSg/s200/PA050219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on our list was Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122157537092084322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxWPJEH2omI/AAAAAAAAANU/7dk54ZT9Mfo/s200/PA050241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our eyes feasted on the plethora of goodies available in this area, but we have to braced ourselves because we reserved our last day in Singapore as our official day of shopping. We purchased a couple of accessories but that was it. We were dead tired when we got back to our place. I felt like millions of needles were piercing my feet every time I took a step. Man, I experienced some A-class feet sore! But I enjoyed myself too much to care. I couldn't recall how I managed to clean myself up. I was half-hoping the second day wouldn't require too much walking. &lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5677800082045565422?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5677800082045565422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5677800082045565422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5677800082045565422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5677800082045565422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/singapore-journal-part-1.html' title='Singapore Journal - Part 1'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxM9VkH2oiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5s22CkHeJKk/s72-c/PA040087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3160131943585717068</id><published>2007-10-11T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:22:42.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Balik Pinas na ko!&lt;/em&gt; After 6 glorious days of vacation, after all the food and the non-stop walking and sight-seeing, after all the adventures and new experiences, I am back to work.. back to graveyard-shift... back to my day-to-day struggles.. &lt;em&gt;Hirap talagang matanggal ang hangover ng bakasyon.&lt;/em&gt; After every trip, I always find myself spaced out. &lt;em&gt;Wala sa sarili at nagdday dream.&lt;/em&gt; I'm suffering a serious case of &lt;strong&gt;memory gap&lt;/strong&gt; right now. I do apologize if I am not functioning properly, I left part of my brain in Singapore... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120809733404926386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxDFUkH2obI/AAAAAAAAAL8/HKsvdBvodUA/s320/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in Malaysia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120810789966881218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxDGSEH2ocI/AAAAAAAAAME/5QyEfF-_Y9k/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me a few more days to be my normal self again. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Put your hand between an aching head and an aching world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make them so jealous, we'll make them hate us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aching head and an aching world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make them so jealous, we'll make them so jealous" - &lt;em&gt;It's not a side effect of the cocaine, I am thinking it must be love by Fall out boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3160131943585717068?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3160131943585717068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3160131943585717068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3160131943585717068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3160131943585717068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RxDFUkH2obI/AAAAAAAAAL8/HKsvdBvodUA/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4282774232395994237</id><published>2007-10-04T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:48:54.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored and hallucinating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RwQICkH2oZI/AAAAAAAAALs/-kOKvexN6WI/s1600-h/wentz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117223916749103506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RwQICkH2oZI/AAAAAAAAALs/-kOKvexN6WI/s320/wentz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete Wentz declaring his love&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Goddamnit I need help.. Or maybe just something productive to do.. :D &lt;em&gt;Must get this hoodie-sporting, eyeliner-wearing bassist out of mind! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4282774232395994237?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4282774232395994237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4282774232395994237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4282774232395994237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4282774232395994237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/bored-and-hallucinating.html' title='Bored and hallucinating...'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RwQICkH2oZI/AAAAAAAAALs/-kOKvexN6WI/s72-c/wentz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6318959423218262092</id><published>2007-10-02T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T04:01:02.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fucking, I mean packing, dilemma # 234&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started last Saturday to put my mind off FOB for a second because the concert's hangover made me unable to concentrate on other things. Don't tell me how insane that was, believe me, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I already made up my mind on bringing two luggage, I thought all my stuff would fit in. WRONG! I was this close to banging my head on the wall. Ok, exag! But still, it was frustrating. Packing is really not my strongest point. I remember last year, I packed my stuff only a few hours before my afternoon flight. Chaos! Pure and utter cha0s! One theory when I'm in a hurry and need things to be readily available, stuff would start to disappear. Really, it's mind boggling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have two more days to organize this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"...Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?" - &lt;em&gt;Lying is the most fun thing a girl can have without taking her clothes off by P!ATD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6318959423218262092?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6318959423218262092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6318959423218262092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6318959423218262092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6318959423218262092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/10/fucking-i-mean-packing-dilemma-234-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1583268664449766970</id><published>2007-09-23T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:42:34.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long live the car crash hearts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjOxkH2oXI/AAAAAAAAALc/HGK1HeHe1Zk/s1600-h/P9210034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have not gone back to earth. The whole FOB experience last Friday was just AMAZING! The heart-racing concert in Araneta and the quick but memorable encounter in SM MOA still lingers in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with only 4 hours of sleep in my office's quiet room, I crashed at Pia's apartment to take a shower and prepare for FOB's autograph signing in SM MOA. Pia and I decided to go there at around 1PM even though it was scheduled at 3. Good decision. We found out that they would only allow the first 200 people who would purchase the Special Philippine Bundle of Infinity on high and From under the cork tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113400163200049282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvZyW0H2oII/AAAAAAAAAJk/g7ZfajetS_Y/s320/P9210008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were no. 137 and 138. Needed to wait for about 2 hours but it's no big deal if it means seeing them up close and having my cds signed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113402692935786642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvZ0qEH2oJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/35O-oi3yUFs/s320/P9210009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Special Philippine Bundle of Infinity on High and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From Under the Cork Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comes with a poster and available &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exclusively at SM MOA. That's our ticket to see them up close!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Call me overacting, but the excitement I felt was hard to describe. The host reminded us about the F-ing rules thrice. He must've sensed the craziness. No cellphones or camera once you step on stage, you must return the card no. and wrist band as soon as you get off the stage, you can't bring out any other items to be signed, you need to choose between the cd or the poster that comes with it. Some people we're asked to sing their favorite FOB songs to kill time. As soon as the crowd sensed the arrival of the band, a deafening scream enveloped the main atrium followed by intense chanting of "FALL OUT BOY! FALL OUT BOY! FALL OUT BOY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was star struck at the mere sight of them! I used to see them on MTV, used to see them on One Tree Hill, their music pumped through my mp3, and now they're here, right in front of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113598637933764770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rvcm3kH2oKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/2EtQ9Lc8kmo/s320/P9210011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pete saying "Salamat"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line moved really fast. Before I knew it, it was my turn. I said to myself, "&lt;em&gt;OMIGOD THIS IS IT!!"&lt;/em&gt; I handed over the cd to Patrick, he signed it, I said how great he is, he gave me a big smile, had a hand shake. I moved on to Andy and then Joe. Andy responded with a smile while Joe said "Thank You". Next, was Pete. PETER LEWIS KINGSTON WENTZ III. One of my celebrity crushes because of his talent in writing. To be honest, I used to wonder why other girls find him hot. I saw him up close and I finally understood the mystery behind his immense popularity. Being a talented lyricist and a great mother f-ing bassist are brilliant qualities, but man, when you add good looks, that's something. The photos don't give him justice. I'm telling you, he looks better in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pia said Pete had a sort of surprised reaction on his face after I told him, &lt;em&gt;"I LOVE YOU PETE, CAN I SHAKE YOUR HAND?"&lt;/em&gt; haha! He must've thought &lt;em&gt;"Whoa! Please do not bite me."&lt;/em&gt; I only got the chance to take some pictures after I got off the stage. And goodness, &lt;em&gt;sobrang struggle dahil kailangan kong makipagsiksikan sa mga estudyanteng nakapwesto na malapit sa railings para makakuha ng pictures.&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113608262955475138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rvcvn0H2oMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_LC59VfFZ_A/s320/P9210014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113609083294228690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvcwXkH2oNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/TmoANmzthP4/s320/P9210012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was sooo worth it. It's like climbing a freaking mountain, the road on the way up makes you want to curse and give you bruises, but once you reach the summit, the pain disappears. Ok, I'm digressing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114060437112398066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjK30H2oPI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ydSClEr0KNk/s320/P9210023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114061111422263554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjLfEH2oQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jnBBK_PYxLQ/s320/P9210022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114061734192521490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjMDUH2oRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dLSvN5JoU8c/s320/P9210026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that euphoric moment, we had a very long lunch to kill time. We didn't get a decent sleep so we were not in the mood to stroll around. We're actually conserving our energy 'cause we know the concert would suck it all out. At around 6pm, we decided to change into hoodie no.2 and head off to Araneta. To our dismay, the trip wasn't easy. We took a cab from MOA to the nearest MRT station to avoid the traffic in EDSA, but my oh my, the solution we had in mind didn't get us there as fast as we hoped. Well, never mind, the important thing was we got there intact. Surviving MRT rides on rush hour is such an achievement, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another achievement was sneaking my digicam inside the Araneta Coliseum. It was prohibited and everybody had to pass by two checkpoints. My solution? I put it inside a packet of facial tissue. I removed half of it, put my digicam beneath it and hoped to god I wouldn't get busted. It worked! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The place was half empty when we got in. People started coming in just when Chicosci began performing. &lt;em&gt;Di namin sila masyadong pinansin! Pero medyo okay naman sila kahit papano.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious moment: Chicosci's frontman had to beg so the crowd would shout out Chicosci&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;instead of Fall out boy 'cause it was their first time to perform in Araneta and they just want to hear their name. &lt;em&gt;Naawa naman ang crowd so we gave in even for just 30&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;seconds.&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After like, 5 songs, Chicosci got their asses off stage. As soon as FOB's backdrop got exposed, everybody went ballistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114059848701878498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjKVkH2oOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vAsuWjG77WU/s320/P9210036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes after that, we saw them emerging from the backstage. &lt;em&gt;My god, eto na ang pinakaiintay ko for 2 months!&lt;/em&gt; Thriller was their opening song as I expected. Goddamnit it was great! &lt;em&gt;Opening song palang sulit na 3 thou ko, as in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114062369847681314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjMoUH2oSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/W6Gql_9IZJg/s320/FOB_araneta1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The energy was too high I couldn't stop myself from jumping, banging my head, raising my hand and singing my lungs out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114065350554984834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjPV0H2oYI/AAAAAAAAALk/v3B64bQYwiQ/s320/FOB_araneta2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pete is about to throw the mic stand!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114064220978585954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjOUEH2oWI/AAAAAAAAALU/M3O2NFSIUl4/s320/FOB_araneta3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hit song after the other with Pete saying a few words in between. Got goosebumps when they performed Me and You. &lt;em&gt;Nahulaan ko na agad when Pete said, "This is a love song."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Shet talaga, nakakainlove.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114063997640286546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvjOHEH2oVI/AAAAAAAAALM/KaXTnRTIys4/s320/fob_araneta4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other favorite moments were: Cover of Don't Matter segued to Sugar we're going down, Pete and Joe's stage stunts, the crowd wave, when Pete threw his bass and sang the last few lines of Saturday. &lt;em&gt;Natawa rin ako nung nadapa cya at nag-pretend nalang na nagpupush up. Grabe, what a blooper!&lt;/em&gt; :D Saturday was a freaking great finale. Those people on VIP were able to harass Pete! &lt;em&gt;We were seated in Patron right. He jumped in the middle lang eh (dun sa medyo walang reaction na crowd.. hehe! peace!).&lt;/em&gt; Pete threw his shirt before heading backstage. &lt;em&gt;Kung sino man nakakuha, isa kang swerteng nilalang!&lt;/em&gt; :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;19 songs included in the set list (not in order): Thriller * Grand theft autumn * Of all the gin joints in the world * Thnks fr th mmrs * I slept with someone in fall out boy... * Dont Matter (Akon cover) * Sugar we're going down * The takeover, the breaks over * One and only (FOB's collaboration with Timbaland) * Basketcase (Greenday cover) * Dance, Dance * Hum Hallelujah* The Carpal Tunnel of Love * Our lawyers made us change the name of this song... * This ain't a scene, it's an arms race * Me and You * A little less 16 candles... * Beat it (MJ cover) * Saturday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at 12mn but &lt;em&gt;"I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday"&lt;/em&gt; hehe! &lt;em&gt;Inantok lang ako past 4 in the morning na.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOB, thank you for that one hell of a rock concert! You really know how to &lt;em&gt;"make a heart swell and burst" (ok, gonna stop singing now..haha!) &lt;/em&gt;It wasn't just about performing in front of a crowd. Thanks for creating great party, a celebration. I do hope you'll comeback here. The love we have for you is bigger than a two-day sold out concert. Will surely wait for your next visit... for another heart-racing, head-banging, voice-losing concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best way to make it through&lt;br /&gt;with hearts and wrists intact&lt;br /&gt;is to realize that 2 out of 3 ain't bad&lt;br /&gt;ain't bad..." - &lt;em&gt;Me and You by Fall out boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought Bubbles:&lt;br /&gt;"When I say Fall out, you say boy!&lt;br /&gt;FALL OUT BOY, FALL OUT BOY!&lt;br /&gt;When I say FO, you say B!&lt;br /&gt;FOB!, FOB!&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/27432444-1583268664449766970?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1583268664449766970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1583268664449766970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1583268664449766970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1583268664449766970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-live-car-crash-hearts.html' title='Long live the car crash hearts!'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RvZyW0H2oII/AAAAAAAAAJk/g7ZfajetS_Y/s72-c/P9210008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6982647548882192559</id><published>2007-09-19T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:18:32.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world beyond FOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TURNING OFF superfan mode for a second. I know I've been thinking and talking and breathing about FOB for the last week or so. Forgive my inability to contain my excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*** Had fun watching Disturbia with Annie, Kelly and Kat last Saturday in Greenbelt. The movie was not a first-rate thriller, but I must say it was entertaining enough. I don't know if it's the hilarious people I'm with or the fact that it's free (sponsored by Convergy's, thanks Anne for the free tickets ;D) or maybe because I got to see a cuter version of Shia LeBeouf that made it enjoyable even if the ending was utterly predictable. So predicatable you will find your self rolling your eyes and shaking your head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*** Speaking of last Saturday, I can probably write that down as one of the days that I laughed the most. The four of us were together for like 7 hours and we probably spent 4 hours of it just laughing our asses off. You would suspect we're a bunch of lunatics if you've seen us. Crazy but fun. I like crazy and and I love fun. Can't wait for our next get together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*** I think I need to enroll myself in an anger management program. Have been snapping too much lately. Well, I just can't help it. Try answering dumb questions. Try telling someone the same information over and over and over again. Try explaining when you can't see eagerness. My blood pressure is shooting up. Help me, calm me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*** Super good news on my upcoming Singapore/KL trip with Annie next month.. Her former officemate offered us to stay at their apartment! Woohoo! Dilemma about finding a nice and affordable accommodation has been solved. I haven't met her officemate so I'm just mentally sending a gazillion good things along her way... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*** Britney's VMA performance was a total laugh trip. &lt;em&gt;Wala lang nakakatawa lang talaga.&lt;/em&gt; I mean, don't want to rub salt on her wound, but man, she should've gone to rehab first before launching a "comeback". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Super fan mode ON again. &lt;em&gt;Asar, minove yung signing session ng FOB sa Friday ng 3PM!!!&lt;/em&gt; Goodness, I'm unbelievably prepared today. My plan was to sleep at the office after shift, take a bath at Pia's apartment, go to MOA then back to the office. Another 48 hours to go. &lt;em&gt;Grabe Pete, pa-suspense na kayo masyado ha.. hehe!&lt;/em&gt; But I know it'll be worth it. &lt;em&gt;Feeling ko mukha akong racoon sa Friday.&lt;/em&gt; I highly doubt that I can make myself sleep on Friday morning after shift. I have to get to MOA by 12nn. Who knows how big the crowd will be? Then, I'll go straight to Araneta for the concert I've been waiting for 2 months. Must-haves: tons of concealer, buckets of coffee and a healthy tonsil so I can sing my lungs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6982647548882192559?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6982647548882192559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6982647548882192559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6982647548882192559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6982647548882192559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/09/world-beyond-fob.html' title='The world beyond FOB'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4140002920996142406</id><published>2007-09-15T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T04:23:04.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOB owes me hours and hours of sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Super fan mode is &lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes it is. Shining brighter than ever. I'm too excited that I've never had a decent sleep for days now. FOB's concert at the Big Dome on the 21st is enough to keep my mind in a constant upbeat condition. Today, another news made the excitement even harder to contain. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110147304498103778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rurj5hKHheI/AAAAAAAAAJc/g3ejYkKnrsI/s320/CTC-2126-image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOB will give a free treat to all their fans in a &lt;strong&gt;rare autograph signing session in SM Mall Of Asia on September 19, 4:00 PM.&lt;/strong&gt; Grab a copy of Fall Out Boy’s Philippine Tour Edition CD featuring the smash hits: “This Ain’t A Scene It’s An Arms Race”, Thnks Fr Th Mmrs”, “The Take Over The Breaks Over” “Dance Dance”, “Sugar We’re Going Down”. The Philippine Tour Bundle is actually a 2-cd set which encloses the Special Philippines Edition of FOB’s Infinity on High &amp;amp; From Under the Cork Tree albums. A free exclusive album flat comes with every purchase of this Tour CD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.clickthecity.com/"&gt;http://www.clickthecity.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves me. I'm beyond happy. I want to kiss everybody and dance and leap and make friends with my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Proofs of insanity:&lt;br /&gt;Bugged ticketnet for days, purchased Patron ticket at the moment of its release (July 28th), scheduled my "sick" leave, signed up to tons of forums to share irrepressible joy, downloaded songs like crazy, memorized lyrics, watched every single special on MTV, have been screaming at the sight of their billboard in EDSA, bought a new hoodie I can wear at the concert (I own a couple of hoodies, but I must get a new one. I would've bought something from Clandestine, too bad it's not yet available locally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pano pa kaya kung Incubus?&lt;/em&gt; Goodness, euphoria! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4140002920996142406?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4140002920996142406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4140002920996142406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4140002920996142406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4140002920996142406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/09/fob-owes-me-hours-and-hours-of-sleep.html' title='FOB owes me hours and hours of sleep'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rurj5hKHheI/AAAAAAAAAJc/g3ejYkKnrsI/s72-c/CTC-2126-image4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8199124954346407313</id><published>2007-09-13T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:19:22.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'M HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;... 'cause for the first time in many many years, judgment gave a melting stare and I was able to dismiss it quickly. Just like that. No pondering, no rewinding in my head, no fear of being misunderstood, no justification. I don't give a damn. Go and waste time thinking I am the biggest bitch in the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's liberating. This is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't blame you for being you&lt;br /&gt;But you can't blame me for hating it&lt;br /&gt;So say, what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her, kiss her&lt;br /&gt;I set my clock early 'cause I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm always late..." - &lt;em&gt;A little less sixteen candles, a little more touch me by FOB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8199124954346407313?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8199124954346407313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8199124954346407313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8199124954346407313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8199124954346407313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6402998150047559358</id><published>2007-09-06T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:01:57.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Series of CONTRADICTIONS. HEARTBREAK in small doses. HIGHS and lows. LAUGHING then crying. Feeling the PRESSURE. STOPPING the pain. Controlling ANGER. Wanting to CHANGE. Immersing in PLEASURE. Finding RELIEF. Refusing to SLEEP. Beginning to FORGET. Popping QUESTIONS. Living LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been busier than usual, but the past few days were a total blast..&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm letting you know, cleansing my soul&lt;br /&gt;Been letting you know for days&lt;br /&gt;Turn over everything&lt;br /&gt;Time can heal us again&lt;br /&gt;I'm tender in your arms..." &lt;em&gt;Tender by Feeder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6402998150047559358?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6402998150047559358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6402998150047559358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6402998150047559358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6402998150047559358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/09/series-of-contradictions.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8267241336971167270</id><published>2007-08-31T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T06:23:31.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CURRENT favorite.. Hit-repeat-button-28-times favorite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rtc_iR2Se2I/AAAAAAAAAJU/37wAADyOnJE/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104618560786955106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rtc_iR2Se2I/AAAAAAAAAJU/37wAADyOnJE/s320/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whoa well I never meant to brag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I got him where I want him now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoa it was never my intention to brag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To steal it all away from you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God does it feels so good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I got him where I want him now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you could then you know you would&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause God it just feels so...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it just feels so good"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm glad I was introduced to the world of &lt;strong&gt;Paramore&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8267241336971167270?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8267241336971167270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8267241336971167270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8267241336971167270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8267241336971167270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/current-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rtc_iR2Se2I/AAAAAAAAAJU/37wAADyOnJE/s72-c/c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-255534157678950285</id><published>2007-08-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T05:03:50.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intoxicating Sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert Review: Cuptails and Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RtFcGh2Se1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/i68naTXAp_8/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102961120022526802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RtFcGh2Se1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/i68naTXAp_8/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Box of 12 containing Screaming Orgasm, Cosmopolitan and Original Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I’ve been meaning to try the cocktail-inspired cupcakes aptly called "Cuptails" since I saw it at clickthecity.com because A. it’s a unique combination of two things I like and B. it looks oh so pretty. Food presentation plays a big part on stimulating my appetite, and so, for prettiness alone, I’m giving 5 stars. The taste justified the price. Sure, Php55 per cupcake seems steep, but one thing I can tell you, there's pleasure in every bite. Y-U-M-M-Y. I can’t complain on the service as well. Even if you need to place orders through SMS and get it on certain pick-up points, the transaction went smoothly and the people behind it put customer satisfaction on top of their priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So go ahead, get smashed in sweetness minus DUI charges and just replace it with a dose of sugar coma. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuptails and Dreams&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contact info: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:cuptailsanddreams@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuptailsanddreams@hotmail.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; / 0927-5653261&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Pick-up points along Katipunan, Buendia and Las Pinas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Accept orders by the dozen (maximum of 3 flavors per dozen or 4 pieces per flavor)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-255534157678950285?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/255534157678950285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=255534157678950285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/255534157678950285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/255534157678950285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/intoxicating-sweetness.html' title='Intoxicating Sweetness'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RtFcGh2Se1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/i68naTXAp_8/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-9078326067501968486</id><published>2007-08-23T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:29:20.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rs0MCR2SezI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DagmQjbo_a0/s1600-h/2+days+in+Paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101747186171018034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rs0MCR2SezI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DagmQjbo_a0/s320/2+days+in+Paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My newest favorite French Film: 2 days in Paris.   It was one of the films shown on the recently held Cinemanila International at Gateway Cineplex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     It was about a New York based couple, a French photographer and an American Interior designer, who had a 2 day stop in Paris after their vacation in Italy. The little pit stop turned out to be a series of discoveries about things they managed to overlook for the past two years. It was a hilarious love/hate roller coaster ride of two people who find reasons to love each other despite all the flaws, cultural oddities and past mistakes. The rapport between Julie Delpy and Adam Goldberg were exceptional (even though at the back of my mind, Julie will always be Celine to Ethan Hawke’s Jesse), the funny dialogues kept me laughing and Julie’s real-life parents gave side-splitting performances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Watch this for guaranteed fun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-9078326067501968486?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/9078326067501968486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=9078326067501968486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/9078326067501968486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/9078326067501968486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/2-days-in-paris.html' title='2 days in Paris'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rs0MCR2SezI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DagmQjbo_a0/s72-c/2+days+in+Paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8661458597861519835</id><published>2007-08-21T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T04:48:59.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FINALLY had the time (and money!) to visit Dra. Gwendolyn Wong to have my DP session. Current state of my face: Super itchy! No pain no gain as they say. I never thought I'll have the guts to suppress this kind of feeling. &lt;em&gt;Mahapdi na makati na hindi ko talga maintindihan.&lt;/em&gt; Should use the ff meds now: bleaching soap, toner, smooth finish lotion and sublock SPF 80. I was diagnosed with syringoma that can be removed by means of cauterization. Might have it done next weekend. Argh! Another hole in my pocket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOB concert update&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There will be an additional night! The tickets were sold-out faster than expected. SOLD-OUT without any media promotion. That is something. One thing though, the brainy orgarnizers set up the additional night a day before the original... So yeah, those who purchased the tickets early on will catch the 2nd night! Nice. There's nothing wrong with adding a playdate but it should be the next day and NOT the day before! @#$%^&amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete, Patrick, Andy and Joe: Save some energy for the 2nd night. I can guarantee a kick ass crowd. 30 more days to go... I forgot the last time I've been this excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8661458597861519835?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8661458597861519835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8661458597861519835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8661458597861519835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8661458597861519835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-had-time-and-money-to-visit-dra.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8003881478824605531</id><published>2007-08-14T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:50:43.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainy season blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayoko ng putik!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehe! A comment straight from a tagalog movie that was shown when I wasn't even born yet. Bad trip. Eto na talaga ang tag-ulan.&lt;/em&gt; After the dry spell, tyhoons are now having a soiree in our country. Argh! I'm not a big fan of rain. Other people find it romantic. Maybe those who are driven by car to work and don't have to worry about the puddle of dirt the rainy season creates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wala ng mas nakakaasar pa kesa sa ganitong scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wearing freshly-ironed clothes, your hair is done, your shoes are newly polished, you're in a good mood and pretty excited to go to work. But as you step out of your house, the downpour welcomes you. &lt;em&gt;Hindi lang ambon, kundi ulan na may higanteng patak!&lt;/em&gt; You dig through your bag to get the three-fold umbrella that refuse to open in one click. &lt;em&gt;Saya. Wet look ka na bago ka makapagpayong! &lt;/em&gt;Well, the misery doesn't stop there. &lt;em&gt;Habang mapayapa kang nag-iintay ng FX, eto na ang mga sasakyang kala mo nasa race track!&lt;/em&gt; A certain scene from the movie Bridget Jones' Diary: Edge of Reason comes to life. Only this time, it's not funny. You let out all curses known to man just to realize that it cannot help you on cleaning the mess up. You also have to take your steps lightly unless you fancy a polkadots design at the back of your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite things to do on a rainy day&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat ice cream.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;It's my comfort food. So, while others devour on any food that suppose to keep them warm, I go for ice cream. Di bale ng mangilo at ginawin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch DVDs.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Everytime na mag-aanounce ang PAGASA na bagyong paparating, isa lang ibig sabihin nun, mag-stock na ng mga movies at series dahil nga isa sa pinakamalaking challenge sa kin ang mag-commute pag umuulan ng malakas, kaya house arrest muna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Closet clean-up.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Medyo OC ako sa closet ko pero minsan walang time at siyempre lagay ng sila ng lagay ng damit. Gusto ko kasi nakaayos according to color, so this is the best time to do that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Download songs form limewire&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;My newest addiction! Sobrang tamad ako maghanap at magdownload ng songs dati. I'd rather pay someone to do it for me. Pero eversince nagkalaptop ako parang mas feel kong sulitin ang features ng computer na ito. Para san pa ang perang nilustay? hehe! Since inubos ko rin lang ang kaperahan ko dito, susulitin ko ang paggamit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We take sour sips from life's lush lips&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stomp out this disaster town You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I know you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding." - The Carpal Tunnel of Love by Fall out boy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8003881478824605531?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8003881478824605531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8003881478824605531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8003881478824605531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8003881478824605531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/rainy-season-blues-ayoko-ng-putik-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-7995564805872269681</id><published>2007-08-11T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:47:38.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To: Typhoon Chedeng&lt;br /&gt;Re: You suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you. You know why? Aside from the fact that I was not able to go to work for two straight days, you made me miss the opening night of Cinemanila International. Do you know that I just missed my chance to see Quentin Tarantino? Yes, Mr. Quentin Tarantino was here! The man behind Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill. The man whose non-linear films made my head bleed in a good way. I wasn't able to go to Gateway because of the @#$%^&amp;amp;* flood. We asked for rain and yet you came in all your typhoon glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, since I wasn't able to leave the house, I missed my credit card payment deadline. I want to establish a good credit history, goddamnit! I always pay the full amount on time. I know I abuse my credit card sometimes, but I never ever miss my payment deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck. Bigtime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't look at me like that, I am no desperado&lt;br /&gt;You always talk about wanting to settle down&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be Mrs. Someone&lt;br /&gt;When you've never been Ms. Anything&lt;br /&gt;If there's something you should ask, are you ready, ready, ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Tantantanan by Mozzie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-7995564805872269681?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/7995564805872269681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=7995564805872269681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7995564805872269681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/7995564805872269681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-typhoon-chedeng-re-you-suck-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-379843222294592373</id><published>2007-08-07T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T06:06:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Generation gap scenarios&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 24&lt;br /&gt;Papa: 57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  Nasan yung yellow page?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Nasa may table ng computer. Bakit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Tatawag akong ticketnet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Bakit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Grabe, magcoconcert dito Fall Out Boy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Fall Out?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Fall Out Boy.  Grabe, goodness, di pwedeng palampasin ito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Sikat ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oo naman as in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Parang di ko ata nadidinig yun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Di kasi sila mainstream dito. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Kahit na.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Lagi nga sila sa MTV. Sila kaya yung sa One Tree Hill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Para bang Beatles yun?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 24&lt;br /&gt;Kuya: 28&lt;br /&gt;Papa: 57&lt;br /&gt;Mama: 55&lt;br /&gt;Ate: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya: San ka nagpunta?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Sa SM north, bumili kong ticket.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya: Para san?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Concert ng Fall out boy sa September, my gawd!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya: Sino yun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Banda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya: Boyband?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ano ka ba, rock band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuya: Di ko kilala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papa: Sabi ko sayo di kilala yon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Di nga kasi sila mainstream. Saka di naman kayo nanonood ng MTV.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mama: Magkano bili mo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: 3 plus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mama: 3 thousand?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Mura na kaya yon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ate: Ano kaya yon puro sigawan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, I'm the only alternative rock fan in this household.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-379843222294592373?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/379843222294592373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=379843222294592373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/379843222294592373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/379843222294592373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-gap-scenarios-me-24-papa-57.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1959837560478713255</id><published>2007-07-31T12:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:17:29.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I got nothing but thank you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for having a complete and happy family, it's not that often that we could all hang out together and I'm grateful that I was with them on my special day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093212011616153986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq65Vu4iMYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WfNq_64fBEM/s200/P7300038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Dinner at Mr. Choi kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm thankful for having a lot of good friends. I may not see all of them everyday but I'm glad I was able to hang out with them as I turned a year older. I had a blast reminiscing good old days and talking about the latest happenings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk3ce4iMhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uWep3U_xYE0/s1600-h/P7310010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096165415812477458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk3ce4iMhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uWep3U_xYE0/s200/P7310010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk31O4iMiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/C_dZPpOZ-rM/s1600-h/P7310007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096165841014239778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk31O4iMiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/C_dZPpOZ-rM/s200/P7310007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk4J-4iMjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Uhz9cLw1Wk0/s1600-h/P7310013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096166197496525362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk4J-4iMjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Uhz9cLw1Wk0/s200/P7310013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk4sO4iMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/340IYoYtEnM/s1600-h/P7310003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096166785907044930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk4sO4iMkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/340IYoYtEnM/s200/P7310003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk5IO4iMlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P-qJBMXqAy8/s1600-h/dencio"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096167266943382098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk5IO4iMlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P-qJBMXqAy8/s200/dencio%27s_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk5du4iMmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UBPH2bIrl6E/s1600-h/dencio"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096167636310569570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rrk5du4iMmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UBPH2bIrl6E/s200/dencio%27s_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for all presents I got. Love it, love it, love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq63pu4iMWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/B-L18Ax6p1U/s1600-h/P7300045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093210156190282082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq63pu4iMWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/B-L18Ax6p1U/s200/P7300045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq64iO4iMXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/m9Ss79ZjPlA/s1600-h/P7300046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093211126852890994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq64iO4iMXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/m9Ss79ZjPlA/s200/P7300046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVQZu4iMdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SnhT2uQ-SKI/s1600-h/P8010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095066956451688914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVQZu4iMdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SnhT2uQ-SKI/s200/P8010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVQye4iMeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CCa6v9bFKAU/s1600-h/P8010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095067381653451234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVQye4iMeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CCa6v9bFKAU/s200/P8010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVQ_O4iMfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BnpS1lzhPd0/s1600-h/P8010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095067600696783346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVQ_O4iMfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BnpS1lzhPd0/s200/P8010020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVR6O4iMgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2RsJ-pwvceY/s1600-h/P8010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095068614309065218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RrVR6O4iMgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2RsJ-pwvceY/s200/P8010021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for the bursting inbox. I appreciate the idea that my birthday crossed a lot of people's mind no matter how busy their lives are and no matter how far they are from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for my ability to give in to something I've been drooling over for months now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq61be4iMVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pVKex1uXwo4/s1600-h/P7270025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093207712353890642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq61be4iMVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pVKex1uXwo4/s200/P7270025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye good old desktop, hello sleek laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great time being 23, but I have no problem on being 24. I know it only gets better. Here's to more travel and adventures, good health, peace of mind, and blessed life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Are we growing up or just going down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a matter of time until we're all found out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take our tears and put them on ice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light" - &lt;em&gt;Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year by Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1959837560478713255?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1959837560478713255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1959837560478713255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1959837560478713255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1959837560478713255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/turning-year-older-is-fun-i-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq65Vu4iMYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WfNq_64fBEM/s72-c/P7300038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4377597920959199953</id><published>2007-07-28T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:18:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exploding thought bubbles a few days before I celebrate my birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about getting a year older that makes me think about my life. It sounds overly dramatic but it isn't. Trust me, I've been avoiding drama right now.  There are some things that keep building inside my head, there are some realizations, there are some inner struggles, a few questions, a few wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not sure how some people fail to realize the difference between being honest and being tactless. I don't get why some give judgement when I clearly asks for advice. It's funny how some people judge my spending habits then come to me to borrow money. Being the most successful might be the ultimate goal for some, but not me, mine is to be as happy as I could possibly be, to enjoy what life has to offer. I should really close my door to misery even when it comes knocking loudly. People will treat me the way I let them. So yeah, users, meddlers, a-holes - keep your distance. Please disappear into oblivion because I don't need you. I will not accept crappy treatment. I will live my life the way I want it, feel free to disagree. I want to be a part of something I'm passionate about. I want to see the world. I want to have more liberating experiences. I want to try living without a safety net, outside my so-called comfort zone. I want my "three-fold utopian dream" realized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4377597920959199953?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4377597920959199953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4377597920959199953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4377597920959199953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4377597920959199953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/goodbye-good-old-desktop-hello-sleek.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1776824810821103299</id><published>2007-07-28T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T07:22:04.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things about me on my 100th post</title><content type='html'>1. I’m the youngest in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I had a seizure when I was a few months old. I'm not sure if it somehow affected my way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I started taking Phenobarbital at a very young age. I stopped when I was 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I’m ailurophobe. Proximity to cats can potentially kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I was kid, I was terrified of mascots and clowns. It all started when Hetty Spaghetti (that bitch!) stomped on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I detest math with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a pear-shaped body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My metabolism is slower than an injured turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I had my first real crush when I was in grade six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I used to play piano. I don’t remember a single piece now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I arrange my clothes according to color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I used to be a Chinese-garter champ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I never missed an episode of Dawson’s Creek aired on Studio 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I can memorize movie lines or song lyrics easily, but I tend to forget streets and road names. And that my friend is the reason why I don't have a sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. In grade school, my classmates used to call me Aiza Seguerra. I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. In high school, I was a frequent visitor of the disciplinary office (from cutting classes to tardiness to absences to not wearing proper uniform)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I had some bad experiences with the high school bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. My paternal grandmother used to pay me to sing. My horrendous singing voice was able to generate money back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I was 22 when I finally got rid of my fear of riding a Ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I’m such a wimp when it comes to stomach-flipping rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I don't get Cisco. I still can’t believe I passed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. In college, I broke down in the school hallway when I found out my professor in Marketing was not going to consider our group project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. In college, I seriously stalked a school jock. I did it with one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My parents were strict when I was still studying. I was 19 when my mom finally allowed me to sleep over at a friend’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. In high school, I was asked to run around campus (three times!) for not wearing a gala uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I experienced a horrible car accident when I was 20. My family and I were on our way home from Tagaytay when we hit an owner-type jeep along Roxas Boulevard. Thank God no one was badly injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. In school, I preferred working behind the scenes than acting on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I was asked to join a declamation contest before. The overwhelming stage fright got the best of me so I backed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I’m talkative when I’m drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I had two bilateral breast operations because of Fibroadenoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I eat too much junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Last year, I had my first trip abroad with my friends. I bought a non-refundable ticket without telling my parents so there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. I collect Havaianas flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. My favorite chick lit author is Sophie Kinsella. I have all her books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. If I were to change my name, I’ll alter it to Caitlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I used to dream of becoming a journalist. I'm still hoping I can fulfill it in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I think Avocado is the yuckiest fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I can watch one whole season of a TV series in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. I can't draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I love making scrapbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I don’t really understand the technicalities of soccer. I only watch it to see David Beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. I love watching tennis. My favorite players are Martina Hingis and Andy Roddick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Sci-fi movies make me sleepy. I can force myself to stay awake if I like the lead star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. I used to have serious weight issues. I am in the process of loving my body the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Caffeine is my drug of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Don't mess with me when I am PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I don't like my handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. I used to be an impulsive shopper. I'm trying to save up more these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I trust people easily, but it's hard for me to forget when someone screw me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I can't walk in heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. I vowed never to watch horror flicks again after I saw Wishing Stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. I have a thing for foreign movies. Amelie, a French comedy, is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I need to have at least 4 packets of ketchup when eating French Fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. I don't like pouring milk over my cereal. I eat it as it is, dry and crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I will never ever change my mind about not trying bungee jumping and skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. I want to learn how to speak French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. I give a mean silent treatment when I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. I don't know how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Sarcasm makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. I don't like watching slapstick comedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. I never skip breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. The flying fish ride I had in Boracay was the most daring water sport I've tried so far. It was quite memorable too because I was thrown off and spent a few minutes in the middle of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Ice cream and soft batch cookies are my ultimate comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. In my 16 years as a student, I only flunked one subject. And it happened when I was in 4th year college, months away from getting the most awaited diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I believe in karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Getting married is not a top priority. There are times when I think it's overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. I've been blogging for a year now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. At 23, I've never had a romantic relationship. By choice. I hate it when some people are so bothered by that fact as if it's the most unusual thing in the history of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I' d rather get snail mails and greetings cards than e-cards and SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I don't have the patience required for cross-stitching, crocheting or any other project required in Home Economics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. My first paying job ate me alive. I resigned after merely 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. I've been a call center agent for more than two years now. I'm thinking of switching to other field in a year or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. I'm not keen on getting a promotion right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Going to the dentist by myself is a struggle for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. I do read horoscopes for fun, but I really don't believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Sometimes, I like reading magazines and books aloud, specifically when I'm in the comfort of my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. The longest time I've lived without my parents is 2 months. It's hard, but also a proof that I can do it if I really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I grew up watching ABS-CBN's daytime cartoon series such as Trapp Family Singers, Princess Sarah, Peter Pan and Little Women. And of course, the one with Nelo and his poor old dog, Patrash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Avril Lavigne left me star struck when I saw her live on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. There is something so damn hot about a man who can write songs. I love thoughts being expressed through music. Mr. Brandon Boyd is a stellar example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. There was this one time when I was able to stay awake for more than 30 hours. I slept 15 hours straight the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. I will never be a smoker. I tried it once and was completely surprised why people get addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. I'm more updated on the upcoming movies than current events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. I get attached to fictional TV characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I'm not very good at doing household chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. It's hard to appreciate an alternative rock song when not played on full volume. Imagine the damage it's doing on my ear drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. I'm the usual victim of marketing crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Once in awhile, I like being alone and doing things I enjoy like shopping, eating out and watching movies. I don't know when will I have the guts to travel by myself, but for sure I'm going to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. I will never let a man dictate what I can and can't wear. I'm not blind, thank you very much. I'm sure I can tell if I look slutty or horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. I rarely read manuals for new appliances or gadgets. I prefer figuring it out by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I find arranging my closet therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I don't know how to apply my own make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Joshua Jackson was my first celebrity crush. And his alter ego Pacey Witter is my ideal man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. I had a fight with one of my best friends in college over Jackie Chan. Now, we can't help but laugh every time we think how stupid that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I love raising arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Last minute cancellation drives me nuts. If your reason doesn't qualify as an emergency, tell me in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. I always find a way to justify overspending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. I'm addicted to personality tests and surveys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. I can’t bake. The loaf bread I baked on my first attempt made me nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. I prefer to get a NO than a half-hearted YES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1776824810821103299?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1776824810821103299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1776824810821103299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1776824810821103299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1776824810821103299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/100-things-about-me-on-my-100th-post.html' title='100 things about me on my 100th post'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4290930844396166381</id><published>2007-07-25T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:54:40.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RqdLkO4iMTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZKw6xua05P4/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091120989608227122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RqdLkO4iMTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZKw6xua05P4/s320/c290.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's confirmed! FALL OUT BOY will have a concert here in Manila!!! (Insert fan scream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Source: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.falloutboyrock.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.falloutboyrock.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Manila show announced! Fall Out Boy's southeast Asia tour will make a stop Quezon City, Philippines to play at the Araneta Coliseum. Tickets go on sale July 18th for the show at "The Big Dome" on September 21.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment I got that information, I screamed. Yes, screamed. Right here at my station. And since I was such in an OA super fan mode, I had the urge to call TicketNet right away, but then, I rememebered it was only 5 in the morning. I called at around 10am. I was informed that the tickets will be available next week. There's no exact date yet. &lt;em&gt;Basta, baka next week pa daw. Hanggang sa concert tickets, Filipino time pa din. Hehe!&lt;/em&gt; Since there's no definite time when it will be out, I need to call TicketNet every now then to check. &lt;em&gt;Mahirap na baka biglang ma-sold out.&lt;/em&gt; Need to get a good seat. &lt;em&gt;Di ko pa nakukuha sweldo ko ubos na....&lt;/em&gt; Birthday celebration plus FOB ticket means I'm gonna be broke again, but that's ok, I'm too happy right now to even care.&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4290930844396166381?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4290930844396166381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4290930844396166381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4290930844396166381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4290930844396166381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-high-spirits-its-confirmed-fall-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RqdLkO4iMTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZKw6xua05P4/s72-c/c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3430093162730152084</id><published>2007-07-09T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:54:23.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate Roger Federer.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fine, he's good.  Soo damn good he bagged his 5th Wimbledon title.  Once again, he squashed Andy's chances.  Good thing he didn't have to face him all the way to the finals because that would be a greater tragedy.  He came too close twice.  When will your reign be over?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday, I felt like a diabetic patient trapped in a candy store.  It was Mango's mid year sale and although I was never a fan of this clothing line from Spain, the huge SALE sign in hot pink was too inviting to ignore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The store turned into a battle field.  Women in all ages were hoarding clothes like there's no tomorrow.  Well, I couldn't blame them.  There were piles of trendy clothes with magic orange tags.  On my own search, I found three funky dresses.  Oh god, I miss my old self in times like these.  I can't get all three 'cause it would cost me like 5 thousand and I already took a vow not to overspend.  In the end, I decided to get just one.  When will the thought of saving starts to feel good inside? I have yet to find out.  =P&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"I am an arms dealer&lt;br /&gt;Fitting you with weapons in the form of words&lt;br /&gt;And don't really care which side wins&lt;br /&gt;As long as the room keeps singing&lt;br /&gt;That's just the business I'm in..." - &lt;em&gt;This ain't a scene, it's an arms race by Fall Out Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3430093162730152084?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3430093162730152084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3430093162730152084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3430093162730152084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3430093162730152084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hate-roger-federer.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-933388689483662032</id><published>2007-07-07T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T01:07:18.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ouch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Holy crap. I cannot move my damn leg. Thanks to my sudden need to pop one of my exercise videos at home. Sometimes, my drive to sweat all those cookies and potato chips are so overwhelming. So overwhelming that walking became a struggle. &lt;em&gt;At kamusta naman ang pag-akyat sa hagdanan ng MRT? &lt;/em&gt;Painful. Pain in all capital letters, font 18, color red with an exclamation point.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Note to self: Stretch. Warm-up and Cool Down.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Die-Hard 4.0 is a must-see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even if the ending sucks. The tunnel scene alone is worthy of my P170 and precious sleeping time. Virtual Terrorism is a terrifying concept. Maggie Q kicked some serious ass. Timothy Olymphant's character suffered the sucky it's-a-wrap-cause-we're-running-out-of-film death of the principal villain. I mean, I was expecting blood, and explosions and fire. I want a gory demise. =P&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-933388689483662032?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/933388689483662032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=933388689483662032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/933388689483662032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/933388689483662032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-9190292010281008829</id><published>2007-07-03T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T05:22:20.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My alphabet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Questions from Leeney's Oblivious Observer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Band Listening To Right Now: 30 Seconds To Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Career: VA specialist. Part-time travel agent and researcher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink or Smoke: Drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest Friends To Talk To: Rhoda, Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Both. I love gummy candies in all forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Have a Boyfriend: Nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - In love: Yes, and it's not limited to one person only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Junk Food You Like: popcorn, coated nuts, potato chips, french fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Ride Ever: Butt-numbing trip to Baguio by land..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Names For Your Future Kids: Caitlin Mischa, Nathan Henri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - One Wish You Have Now: good health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Favorite Quote: "Seize the day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reasons To Smile: complete family and a lot of good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Sleeping Hours: 5-6 hrs (Tue-Fri), usually no sleep on Sat, 8 hours (Sun-Mon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time You Woke Up: It differs. Today? 5: 30PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown Fact About You: I was 19 (as in third year college) when my mom FINALLY allowed me to sleep over at my friend's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable You Hate: Okra.. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit: spending impulsively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays You've Had: The last one? December '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy Foods: baked penne, fettuccine salsa rosa, pizza, cinnamon rolls, szechuan shrimp, ice cream, chicken cordon bleu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac Sign: Leo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-9190292010281008829?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/9190292010281008829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=9190292010281008829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/9190292010281008829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/9190292010281008829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-alphabet-questions-from-leeneys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3520800732414742006</id><published>2007-07-02T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T08:55:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I heart Bumblebee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Bumblebee. I only had one reason when I watched Transformers - to see my Tad Hamilton aka Josh Duhamel. I watched it for Josh and ended up falling on a goddamn robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Roq4VmLWN1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/1lBJ6T8m5b4/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083077810605930322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Roq4VmLWN1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/1lBJ6T8m5b4/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFECT MOVIE!&lt;/strong&gt; No doubt, it's Michael Bay's best work so far. And I have nothing but praises for Shia LaBeouf, he was absolutely hilarious. The visual effects were CGI at its finest. I was sooo amazed. Saying-wow-under-my-breath-gazillion-times amazed. It's not just for people who grew up playing with these robots, it's for everyone who wants to experience an A-class, milion dollar visual treat. Do yourself a favor and dash to the nearest theater.&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3520800732414742006?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3520800732414742006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3520800732414742006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3520800732414742006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3520800732414742006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-heart-bumblebee.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Roq4VmLWN1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/1lBJ6T8m5b4/s72-c/c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-5234109923675830926</id><published>2007-06-30T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T06:51:40.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm stuck here at my station, eating greasy pizza, with my eyes glued on the PC 'cause I'm running macro to authorize thousands of accounts. 36,269 to be exact. So, the task at hand is to make sure this @#$%#@^$^ won't be a pain in the ass. I'm in no mood for fiasco. So, to prevent my brain from malfunctioning due to lack of stimulating activity, I'm drowning myself in the world of Gooogle and Wikipedia. I'm beginning to feel the effect random information overload. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latest at the grass court &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWG62LWNxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZQjgiXtY5Y0/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081616100091115282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWG62LWNxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZQjgiXtY5Y0/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; powerful serve + &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWHHGLWNyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RlNOjJM0JvM/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081616310544512802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWHHGLWNyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RlNOjJM0JvM/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; strong return + &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWHa2LWNzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WxTN259CI_A/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081616649846929202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWHa2LWNzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WxTN259CI_A/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grass dive = &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWHkGLWN0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pBGE9BRDPr8/s1600-h/c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081616808760719170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWHkGLWN0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pBGE9BRDPr8/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; victory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got nothing but pure love for Mr. Roddick. Sooo glad you're advancing to third round. May you take home the silver gilt cup this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-5234109923675830926?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/5234109923675830926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=5234109923675830926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5234109923675830926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/5234109923675830926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-stuck-here-at-my-station-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RoWG62LWNxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZQjgiXtY5Y0/s72-c/c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6513833051996971811</id><published>2007-06-29T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:53:23.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;According to this destiny test on the internet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm alert and full of love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a lot of love and friendships in my life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will have a great year and a major life-changing experience for the good...&lt;br /&gt;My life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annie is my best friend...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like adventure...&lt;br /&gt;I'm spontaneous and I like to please people...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wish will come true only if I send the test to five people in an hour..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, no. 12 on my long list of things to do while in the office and supposed to be working (insert evil employee laugh).&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6513833051996971811?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6513833051996971811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6513833051996971811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6513833051996971811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6513833051996971811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/according-to-some-destiny-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2451578430969573231</id><published>2007-06-25T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:50:45.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The week that was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Spent Father's day watching one hot group get even with a double-crosser and eating sumptuous chinese food at Singkit in Harbor Square. The plates and bowls were so damn small I felt like we're just playing &lt;em&gt;lutu-lutuan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* &lt;/em&gt;Annie and I had our monthly meet up at Tiendesitas where we realized what a burden it was to go to a shopping mecca when our current address is: &lt;em&gt;10 cutback road cor. save more street.&lt;/em&gt; I was able to stop myself after purchasing accessories and another red shirt by reminding myself that I couldn't sleep in the streets of Singapore and Kuala Lumpur. We also realized the vital role of Pei Pa Koa candies everytime we meet up. We were literally talking non stop. Non stop gabfest over pork bbqs and fruit shakes. I could feel the impending sore throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Quarter life crisis reared its ugly head again. It was probably the 10th time this year alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Currently reading: &lt;em&gt;Le Divorce by Diane Johnson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2451578430969573231?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2451578430969573231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2451578430969573231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2451578430969573231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2451578430969573231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/week-that-was-spent-fathers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-6453698363139126978</id><published>2007-06-20T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:36:27.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Past few days were like mood swing fest at its finest. One minute I'm happy, grinning like an idiot pumped with ecstasy, the next I'm on the verge of crying over the silliest things. I also noticed that I'm having some trouble controlling my bitchiness, you know, making a fuss out of everything - from the idiot girl behind the movie ticket counter to the people who ask the worst questions at the wrong time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Didn't fully understand POTC 3. I already forgot what happened on the 2nd installment so there were baffling scenes for me. One thing's for sure though, I heart Capt. Sparrow. And yeah, Orlando is beyond hot that I must coin a new term just for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078196620230391634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rnlg67Br91I/AAAAAAAAAFc/m589Ta9hHtw/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The line-up for this year's French Film Festival was impressive. I was able to see three movies during its run and all of them were quite good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Marche de l'empereur (March of the Penguins)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a brilliant documentary by Luc Jacquet. I obviously enjoyed this film because I've been fascinated with penguins ever since Happy Feet came out. Kudos to the director of photography who almost died while shooting this.  Antartica is indeed a cruel place.   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je ne suis pas là pour être aimé (Not here to be loved)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Stephane Brize is a poignant story of Jean-Claude, a man who leads a very gloomy life - divorced, worst job on Earth and a hard to please dad. The movie is a simple take on human emotions, far from the past French movies I've seen (with the exception of Amelie) which were either depressing or downright violent. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Couperet (The Ax)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a dark comedy about a man on a mission to kill all his competitors for a job. I can assure the hilarity you'll get behind its twisted tale.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-6453698363139126978?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/6453698363139126978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=6453698363139126978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6453698363139126978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/6453698363139126978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/past-few-days-were-like-mood-swing-fest.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rnlg67Br91I/AAAAAAAAAFc/m589Ta9hHtw/s72-c/c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-48269436913177851</id><published>2007-06-14T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:04:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's official!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am fat. Not chubby but fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fat, fatty, fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been 6 months since my last tirade about weight. It has been sooo long I thought I finally got rid of my body issues. I was contented. I accepted the fact that I will always be a little overweight ala &lt;em&gt;Ms. Bridget Jones&lt;/em&gt;. Not a big deal for me anymore. I can still buy the clothes I want especially with the plethora of European brands available locally. Was so happy and satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, you know, I also said to myself that if I get any fatter, I'll just strangle myself to death. I mean, seriously, I stopped obsessing about being thin. All I ever wanted was to keep my weight and to never ever reach my scary weight which is... @#^&amp;*$)$!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Crap, I can't even type it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was getting ready for work this afternoon, the dusty weighing scale caught my attention. I took one hard look at it, then mustered the courage to step onto it. My eyes refused to believe it. Holy Crap! My scary weight stared back at me. I want to cry in disbelief. I may not be the healthiest eater in the world but I already cut my sugar intake in half. &lt;em&gt;At shet naman talaga&lt;/em&gt;, have I not been running the treadmill for months now? Maybe not everyday, maybe not an hour straight everytime I do, but really, do I really have to gain weight and reach rock bottom? Seriously!?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the funny thing is all my clothes still fit. So yeah,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I didn't have a slightest clue of this impending doom. I really hate myself right now. I know I should not let the weighing scale to defeat me, but man, I need a major inspiration to get me out of this gloom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;/div&gt;"I think I need a new town to leave this all behind&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,&lt;br /&gt;I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice..." &lt;em&gt;Boston by Augustana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-48269436913177851?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/48269436913177851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=48269436913177851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/48269436913177851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/48269436913177851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-official-i-am-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-282756381577505890</id><published>2007-06-12T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:29:38.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Petiks na naman...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another opportunity to feed my survey addiction.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Got the ff questions from Bianca Gonzales' Superbianca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ais&lt;br /&gt;2. Aissa&lt;br /&gt;3. Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three screen names you have had:&lt;br /&gt;1. ais730&lt;br /&gt;2. vintage_tee&lt;br /&gt;3. strawberry scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three physical things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. arms&lt;br /&gt;2. hair&lt;br /&gt;3. eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three physical things you don't like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. thighs&lt;br /&gt;2. feet&lt;br /&gt;3. nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three parts of your heritage:&lt;br /&gt;1. Filipino&lt;br /&gt;2. Spanish&lt;br /&gt;3. ..that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1. losing loved ones&lt;br /&gt;2. needing someone too much&lt;br /&gt;3. terrorism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1. coffee&lt;br /&gt;2. cellphone&lt;br /&gt;3. Cetaphil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favorite musical artists:&lt;br /&gt;1. Incubus&lt;br /&gt;2. Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;3. 30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pardon me by Incubus&lt;br /&gt;2. Sugar we’re going down by Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;3. Attack by 30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want in a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;1. Respect&lt;br /&gt;2. Love&lt;br /&gt;3. Honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three lies and truths in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies:&lt;br /&gt;1. getting shots are like &lt;em&gt;"kagat ng langgam"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. absence makes the heart grow fonder&lt;br /&gt;3. parents are always right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;1. what goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;2. experience is the best teacher&lt;br /&gt;3. you can’t please everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:&lt;br /&gt;1. eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. biceps&lt;br /&gt;3. nape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. watching movies&lt;br /&gt;2. shopping&lt;br /&gt;3. reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want to do really badly now:&lt;br /&gt;1. travel&lt;br /&gt;2. OTH Season 4 marathon&lt;br /&gt;3. get a massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three careers you're considering/you've considered:&lt;br /&gt;1. journalist (when I was younger)&lt;br /&gt;2. model (when I’m hallucinating)&lt;br /&gt;3. coffee shop owner (the moment I get the money for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three places you want to go on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Paris&lt;br /&gt;2. Venice&lt;br /&gt;3. Amanpulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three kid's names you like:&lt;br /&gt;1. Caitlin&lt;br /&gt;2. Lexie&lt;br /&gt;3. Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1. go around the world&lt;br /&gt;2. write a novel&lt;br /&gt;3. be a part of an organization that helps abandoned children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three ways that you are stereotypically a boy:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love staring at beautiful women.&lt;br /&gt;2. I eat fast.&lt;br /&gt;3. I’m not a fan of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:&lt;br /&gt;1. I can’t leave without a bag.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three celeb crushes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Brandon Boyd&lt;br /&gt;2. Orlando Bloom&lt;br /&gt;3. Vin Diesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-282756381577505890?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/282756381577505890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=282756381577505890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/282756381577505890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/282756381577505890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/petiks-na-naman.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1332576020862658674</id><published>2007-06-12T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T05:12:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presenting... My celebrity look alikes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you start rolling your eyes, please be informed that this was generated by &lt;strong&gt;My Heritage&lt;/strong&gt;, so please don't curse if the result says I look a bit like Keira and Kate and Kirsten.. I was not even made up on the picture I uploaded... Oh gawd, does it mean if I lose some pounds, put on some make-up, find a way to have flawless skin, I could really look slightly like them? Whoa.. I need a major make-over. And lots of sleep, super obvious ang eyes bags! Gawd, luggage na nga siya. Note to self: Never ever forget this thing called CONCEALER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com/" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/64/94/61/649461_3638566158d664dmfk5e15.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1332576020862658674?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1332576020862658674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1332576020862658674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1332576020862658674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1332576020862658674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/presenting.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2084565506655002282</id><published>2007-06-06T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:25:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is one of those days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I feel so goddamn ugly... You know when you're PMS-ing like crazy... zits pop all over your face, you're bloated, you're hungry all the time and you can't help but binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am currently nursing the feeling with a pack of Oreo. I'm quite certain I'll regret it after an hour, but what the hell, my hormones and cravings are driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a favorite activity on days like this. I dig up my glossy magazines and just look through them to admire the beauty of the women in it. It's like adding salt to the wound, but for some weird reason, it makes me feel good. I want beauties to surround me when I feel like a goddamn ugly duckling.. I'ts like being Betty Suarez in the office of MODE. Anyway, here are my list of the most gorgeous creatures on earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Goddesses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmiSOLBr9tI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EVFu-wFTpkA/s1600-h/vaio+c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073465752408553170" style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmiSOLBr9tI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EVFu-wFTpkA/s200/vaio+c290.JPG" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmiVWbBr9uI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3VmAyzHOmwc/s1600-h/vaio+c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073469192677357282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmiVWbBr9uI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3VmAyzHOmwc/s200/vaio+c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When people talk about goddess-like beauty, only two names come to my head. &lt;strong&gt;Nicole Kidman&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Charlize Theron&lt;/strong&gt;. But of course, both are not just pretty, they are Oscar-winning actresses as well. Actually, they both won an Oscar for playing someone out of their usual glamorous characters (&lt;em&gt;Nicole as Viriginia Woolf in The Hours where she had to wear a prosthetic nose, and Charlize as a serial killer in Monster. Aside from wearing prosthetics, she was required to gain 30 pounds.)&lt;/em&gt; See, people sometimes do shine the most when they aren't so attractive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Seductress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmibFrBr9vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/It6XXwstPFw/s1600-h/vaio+c290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073475501984315122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmibFrBr9vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/It6XXwstPFw/s200/vaio+c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are many pretty faces in Hollywood, but only few can make men weak in the kness at a glance. &lt;strong&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;/strong&gt; is definitely one of those women. Oh goodness she is hot! And of course, her beauty is beyond physical appeal, she's also a Goodwill Ambassador for UN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Angelic Rebel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rm8pebBr9xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zghjSD9EmA8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075320907697485586" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rm8pebBr9xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zghjSD9EmA8/s200/untitled.bmp" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drew Barrymore&lt;/strong&gt;'s angelic face, funny personality and sunny disposition are just a couple of reasons why she can still play a 20something girl at the age of 32. She was a former wild child &lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; cocaine at age 12, posed for playboy, flashed for Mr. Letterman.. name it and she probably had done it. Despite her not so wholesome image back then, she became one of Hollywood's most bankable actresses. She can play a deranged girl (Mad Love), she can be nerdy (Never Been Kissed), she can be the modern Cinderella (Ever After), she can kick ass (Charlie's Angels). &lt;em&gt;Basta, she's so fab!&lt;/em&gt; Super gorgeous with or without make-up, chubby or skinny, blonde or brunette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Troubled Teen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077556756002633522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rnca97Br9zI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8ml1x9cAzk4/s200/c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm pretty sure Hilarie Burton is great, but her troubled fictional alter ego, &lt;strong&gt;Peyton Sawyer&lt;/strong&gt;, is my favorite. Despite all her issues, I find her absolutely endearing. I love her contradicting character, dark art and massive music collection. Must admit her dramatic life can be a bit exhausting, but when someone as gorgeous as her is playing the role, it's totally acceptable. I'm sure that in no time, she'll make it in the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for now. Too much dose of unfairness makes me sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2084565506655002282?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2084565506655002282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2084565506655002282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2084565506655002282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2084565506655002282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-one-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RmiSOLBr9tI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EVFu-wFTpkA/s72-c/vaio+c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-4019435812699428631</id><published>2007-06-05T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:21:30.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Modern day miracle # 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to the bank and filled out the blue form. The blue form that I almost didn't recognize. Hi there deposit slip! It has been a long time. For months, I got nothing but withdrawal slips. My saving account became so skinny, &lt;em&gt;Mary-Kate-skinny. &lt;/em&gt;I'm just elated. So this is it, financial discipline. Self-control, welcome to my life! &lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;"I still don't have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a f*ck about you" - &lt;em&gt;Makes me wonder by Maroon 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-4019435812699428631?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/4019435812699428631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=4019435812699428631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4019435812699428631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/4019435812699428631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/modern-day-miracle-19-i-went-to-bank_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8980138767923036061</id><published>2007-06-02T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:39:34.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What if?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one question I utterly hate. I hate it because the process of obtaining the answer is mentally exhausting. I hate it because the answer can be such pain. I hate that I have to hear a little something from the past and the irritating question just pops in my head. I want to say &lt;em&gt;"like I care"&lt;/em&gt; but I can't. I want to press life's rewind button but there's none. I want to change something but I can't. I want to forget about it but I don't know how. &lt;strong&gt; When will my reign as drama queen be over? I have no more room for misery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8980138767923036061?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8980138767923036061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8980138767923036061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8980138767923036061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8980138767923036061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-if-one-question-i-utterly-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-8347384218025033585</id><published>2007-05-23T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:37:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happens when I find myself free from work for 3 days with no plans for a quick getaway? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Simple. I welcome my couch potato lifestyle with open arms. I break out from my retail therapy rehab. I set up a Grey's Anatomy marathon. I practice the art of staring into space.  This may not be my real definition of a vacation but I really had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GA Marathon snippets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I never thought I'll be this angry on a fictional TV character. Damn it, I super hate Thatcher Grey. &lt;em&gt;My-blood-reached-boiling-point hate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* And the award for best problem in the world goes to... Choosing between McVet and McDreamy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068502022729977730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RlbvvFArT4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/l5Yvclc4A6o/s320/vaio+c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* McSteamy is every woman's favorite mistake... &lt;em&gt;Man whore&lt;/em&gt; as per Addie. But really, can't blame the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068541927271124898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RlcUB1ArT6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XWPdRIk_ufU/s320/vaio+c290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* I don't get why Meredith would risk losing a great relationship with Derek, especially after hearing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Meredith, I do love you. Don't you see? Don't you understand? You're the love of my life. I can't leave you. But you're constantly leaving me. You walk away when you want, you come back when you want. Not everyone, not your friends, but you leave me. So, I'm asking you, if you don't see a future with us. Please... please just end it because I'm in it. Put me out of my misery."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yeah I remember, she's scared and damaged!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;Sadness&lt;/strong&gt;. No more wedding bells for Preston and Cristina. Bailey lost the race for Chief Resident to Callie. Addison left Seattle Grace. Friendship of Izzie and George was officially screwed. George's dad passed away. Adele had a miscarriage. MerDer might be over (for now). The spin-off was not really good. Fans have to wait months for Season 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;Love triangles galore&lt;/strong&gt;. Meredith-Derek-Addison. Mark-Addison-Derek. Thatcher-Ellis-Richard. Ellis-Richard-Adele. Alex-Izzie-Denny. Izzie-George-Callie. George-Callie-Mark. Alex-Addison-Mark. In the upcoming season, I expect there will be Meredith-Derek-Lexie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delusion of the week: Annie and I are becoming anorexics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recover from hysterical laughter. During our monthly lunch out, both of us were at awe while staring at the unfinished meal. I don't get it, the food at TOSH was great. It was really really good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq66rO4iMZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/m9SoxSmqeJU/s1600-h/P5170002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093213480494969234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq66rO4iMZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/m9SoxSmqeJU/s200/P5170002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq674e4iMbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YUMF-IL_mEI/s1600-h/P5170004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093214807639863730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq674e4iMbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YUMF-IL_mEI/s200/P5170004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq67Oe4iMaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vg5tVCI5ljw/s1600-h/P5170003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093214086085357986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq67Oe4iMaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vg5tVCI5ljw/s200/P5170003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq68f-4iMcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fs4BtjBo91Q/s1600-h/P5170007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093215486244696514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/Rq68f-4iMcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Fs4BtjBo91Q/s200/P5170007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nacho Supreme, Calamares with Aioli, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spaghetti Hamon Ritaglio, Creme Brulee Royale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just ordered what's usually right for our appetite, but for some unfathomable reason, we can't finish our food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Grabe Annie, I'm so full.&lt;br /&gt;Annie: Ako din nga eh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Grabe dami pang food, di naman super dami inorder natin, dati nga kayang-kaya natin to.&lt;br /&gt;Annie: Masarap naman siya diba.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oo sarap nga eh. My gawd, anorexic na tayo.. Shet this is it! End of the world na ata.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strawberry ginger body scrub, Piknik Honey Mustard and 30 seconds to Mars &lt;/em&gt;are currently rockin' my world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-8347384218025033585?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/8347384218025033585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=8347384218025033585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8347384218025033585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/8347384218025033585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-happens-when-i-find-myself-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c6zijHI70E0/RlbvvFArT4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/l5Yvclc4A6o/s72-c/vaio+c290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-2590514765417112278</id><published>2007-05-16T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T08:34:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Case no. 101 of a survey addict&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Got the ff questions from Ms. Iggy's Bang and Blame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gimme 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- of your favorite music videos of all time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drive by Incubus &lt;em&gt;(Three words: shirtless Brandon Boyd… =) Plus it’s one of their greatest songs.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pardon Me by Incubus&lt;br /&gt;3. Smooth by Santana and Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;4. Warning by Incubus &lt;em&gt;(it kicks ass.. and I like its message too.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don’t Speak by No Doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- karaoke tunes you always sing along to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. With or without you&lt;br /&gt;2. Drive&lt;br /&gt;3. Don’t Speak&lt;br /&gt;4. Complicated&lt;br /&gt;5. Losing Grip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- things you can’t leave home without?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wallet&lt;br /&gt;2. cell phone&lt;br /&gt;3. rosary&lt;br /&gt;4. powdered paper&lt;br /&gt;5. hair brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- places you’d like to visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Venice&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris&lt;br /&gt;3. London&lt;br /&gt;4. Rome&lt;br /&gt;5. Amanpulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- things you want to do in the next five years?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel around Europe (&lt;em&gt;kung di pa kaya ng budget by that time, kahit around US nalang, basta ibang continent naman.. hehe!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel around the country&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn how to drive&lt;br /&gt;4. Take up French class&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn how to play tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the person you disagree with the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No one in particular. I just like raising arguments when I’m in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the person you’ve been infatuated with the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A certain school jock &lt;em&gt;(That was way back in college. I was a stalker on the loose!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the person you know who has the freest spirit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the person with whom you can really let your hair down?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the person you absolutely can’t get along with, no matter how hard you try?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not worth mentioning. There’s just something sooo annoying about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahh, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- on a scale of 1-5 (5 being the highest), how important is being in love to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- ever had an unrequited love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yep.. had my heart bleeding for quite some time.. &lt;em&gt;(drama queen!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- should your past be an open book to your significant other and vice-versa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- can you really forgive AND forget?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, I can’t. There were very few instances that I was able to do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what are the surefire relationship killers in your book?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheating &lt;em&gt;(Ultimate lack of respect! I prefer the brutal truth than to look like a complete idiot.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m too sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is your sexiest body part?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most difficult question! I think my arms…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- when do you feel sexiest? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m wearing a girly-girl outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what do you find sexiest in the opposite sex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to carry a good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the sexiest woman ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jessica Alba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the sexiest man ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Brandon Boyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bottomless belly alert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- how do you eat your oreo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twist. Eat the filling then the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- if you could bring back one beverage, candy or junk food you loved from your youth, which one would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnolia’s Brittle and Crunch Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- which country’s cuisine is your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;which fast-food chain rocks your world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC... finger lickin’ good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- which grub or drink would you consider naming (or have you named) your child after?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dewberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belonging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- if the world were to end in an hour, whom would you want to spend your last hour with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is the best single deed that a stranger has done for you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung sino man yung nagsoli ng wishing bracelet ko when I lost it, the best ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- if your best friend turned out to be gay, how would it affect your relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no major impact.. less talk about clothes and kikay stuff I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- if you could somehow belong to a TV or movie family, which would you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trapp family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- which TV or movie spouse do you wish were yours? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacey Witter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never say never &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is the one job you’d never want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Any job that requires great skill in math!!! I will die immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- where in the world would you never want to live in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what TV show would you never watch? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallville &lt;em&gt;( I don’t know why I just don’t like it.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what food would you never want to eat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what sport would you never want to even try?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who in life have you felt the strongest need to protect? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who has made the strongest (good or bad) first impression on you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha. I hated her before we became friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the most interesting person you’ve ever met?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen. I’m just fascinated by her intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the person you know who has the purest soul?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t met a saint-like human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the most intimidating person you’ve ever met?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i’ll be there for you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what one quality is most important to you in a friend? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what one offense will make you cut ties with a friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back stabbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- would you tell on a friend who’s cheating on his or her partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- on a scale of 1-5, how would you rate yourself as a friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- can men and women really be just good friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. (I don’t believe Harry Burns.. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the max!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what makes you happiest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I achieved a certain goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what makes you angriest? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what makes you laugh the hardest? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Karen and Jack / Rachel and Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what makes you cry the quickest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what makes you fall in love the deepest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this or that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- daytime or nighttime?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighttime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- movie theater or DVD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- mac or PC?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to settle for PC, but as soon as I have the money I’m gonna switch to MAC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- betty or veronica?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- chandler, joey or ross?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross (funniest for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;action!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if a movie were to be made about your life… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what kind of a movie would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romatic Comedy ala Amelie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who would star as your fabulous self? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who would star as the leading man/lady?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando Bloom (my gawd!! Accent palang panalo na!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who would star as the antagonist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sarah Michelle Gellar (I like her bitchy character in Cruel Intentions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- how will the movie end?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be open-ended… I wanna let the viewers create their own ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what TV show would you like back for another season?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Jill (super bitin yung story.. nacancel after only 2 seasons.. sadness!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what movie would you like remade and with whom starring in it? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Vinci Code… Make a version as interesting as the book… Palitan buong cast except Paul Bettany (Silas) and Sir Ian (Teabing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what song would you like rehashed and by whom?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Incubus to record My Girl (I heard Brandon sang a few lines, gawd it turned out really good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who do you wish was still alive today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Princess Diana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what discontinued product do you wish was back in the market?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenuco.. I’m not sure kung phased out na, pero wala na ko makita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 to 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what’s one word to describe your current state of mind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what are two words to describe what you want more than anything? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what are three words to describe your best friend? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, loyal, decorous (That's Rhoda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what are four words to describe your family? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, warm, caring, reliable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what are five words to describe where you see yourself ten years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rich, globe-trotter, fit, satisfied, happy (wish ko lang!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chances are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;given the chance…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what reality show would you want to join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Amazing Race! (But I’m not really sure I would even make it to the first leg since I’m a bit stupid when it comes to reading maps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what award would you want to receive?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teen Choice! (I want a free surfboard!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what discovery would you want to make? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fountain of youth =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what dream vacation would you want to take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Contiki’s Ultimate European (that’s 16 countries in 47 days! Happiness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- which famous person would you want to befriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia Stiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music &amp; me part I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- if you were trapped in a stairway, who would you wanna be claustrophobic with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinatanong pa ba yan??? Brandon Boyd. This is L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what or who is your sweetest taboo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate and ice cream and soft batch cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- do rainy days and Mondays get you down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- can two people truly be together forever? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.. but it rarely happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- when was the last time you were bluer than blue? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music &amp;amp; me part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what do you do when love is gone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play loud music, be cynical at all things, eat comfort food then move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- are moonlight serenades hot or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on the song being played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- who is the greatest leader of the band of all time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Boyd (Incubus groupie for life!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- how deep is your love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It’s unfathomable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what or who do you always save a prayer for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good health. Family and Friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG!&lt;br /&gt;in life…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is your biggest regret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don’t have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is your biggest dream?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To travel around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is your biggest frustration?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost non-existent self-control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is your biggest achievement? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- what is your biggest global concern? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-2590514765417112278?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/2590514765417112278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=2590514765417112278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2590514765417112278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/2590514765417112278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/05/case-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-3131465326465128061</id><published>2007-05-14T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:57:37.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the perfect word to describe Philippine Politics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I decided to exercise my right to vote anyway. For what it's worth, people fought for women's right to vote. I totally agree on fighting for the freedom to choose the people I want to elect as public officials, but to be honest, a clean and honest election in the Philippines is like finding out that Brandon Boyd is at my doorstep asking me if I'll give him the honor of being my husband... It's just impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-3131465326465128061?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/3131465326465128061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=3131465326465128061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3131465326465128061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/3131465326465128061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/05/crazy-could-be-perfect-word-to-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27432444.post-1722860246678584103</id><published>2007-05-14T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T07:00:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your mother isn't the one you lean on, but the one that makes leaning unnecessary"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mother is far from perfect, but &lt;strong&gt;she is the best&lt;/strong&gt;. She's the best because she's strict but never smothers me... she gives opinions not orders... she knows when to stop me and when to let me go... she respects my individuality and understands my idiosyncrasy... she accepts that I'm imperfect and can screw up sometimes. I can go on and on why my mother is great, but above all this, I just want to say &lt;strong&gt;Thank You&lt;/strong&gt;. I want to thank her for the unconditional love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mothers Day Ma! You are the best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27432444-1722860246678584103?l=caffeine-driven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/feeds/1722860246678584103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27432444&amp;postID=1722860246678584103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1722860246678584103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27432444/posts/default/1722860246678584103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeine-driven.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-mother-isnt-one-you-lean-on-but.html' title='&quot;Your mother isn&apos;t the one you lean on, but the one that makes leaning unnecessary&quot;'/><author><name>Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06960406382008473320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_c6zijHI70E0/R4p-My9ig9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/viY2z9SFXTQ/S220/PC160908.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
