<?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-7498557</id><updated>2012-01-24T19:22:03.889+08:00</updated><category term='articles'/><category term='dlsu'/><category term='musicals'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='lou'/><category term='gym'/><category term='videos'/><category term='rants'/><category term='verses'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='travel'/><category term='food'/><category term='csa'/><category term='family'/><category term='internet'/><category term='promos'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='solo living'/><category term='code'/><category term='series'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='health'/><category term='work'/><category term='weddings'/><title type='text'>thoughts uncovered</title><subtitle type='html'>musings. mushiness. madness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>250</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1790459379701549846</id><published>2012-01-23T12:38:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:22:03.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Flower Stories Cafe</title><content type='html'>I'm not really ecstatic nor too disappointed. I just feel like I need to contribute to the few reviews out there, when there are still hundreds -- or maybe thousands -- who are clueless of what they bought in &lt;a href="http://www.metrodeal.com/"&gt;metrodeal.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading bad reviews &lt;a href="http://alely-chan.blogspot.com/2011/08/flower-stories-cafe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thefoodwanderlust.com/post/10354148412/flower-stories-cafe"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://everythinginbudget.blogspot.com/2011/08/flower-stories-cafe-p199-for-eat-all.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I told myself I'm not going to expect so much from Flower Stories Cafe. After all, it's just P199, why expect something like Sofitel nor Yakimix right? So when Lou and I got there, we both had the same reaction - it's not so bad! The ambiance was good, the food was so-so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfxAiJKkhno/TxzgK0wwhRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/QqfNQGI-tkg/s1600/01212012576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfxAiJKkhno/TxzgK0wwhRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/QqfNQGI-tkg/s400/01212012576.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so-so, maki was rice loaded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_tGtn9jpI8/TxzgcB7E8sI/AAAAAAAAA3c/mkwiRoyr-r4/s1600/01212012578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_tGtn9jpI8/TxzgcB7E8sI/AAAAAAAAA3c/mkwiRoyr-r4/s400/01212012578.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;main dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I normally don't fill up my plate like this, but I did for review's sake. LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good points: Roast beef was tender, onion rings were crispy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-363AXoXEI1M/Txzgq7E5ClI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pou2AXV4F9I/s1600/01212012579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-363AXoXEI1M/Txzgq7E5ClI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pou2AXV4F9I/s400/01212012579.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spaghetti sauce tasted like ready to eat pasta sauce of Hunts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;straight from the can. (But I love Hunts! so no minus points. LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what pulls this resto down is the &lt;a href="http://www.metrodeal.com/main.php?dealId=MzIx"&gt;false advertisement&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Eat-All-You-Can International Fusion Buffet Featuring the Finest Foods from Asia and Europe &amp;amp; Drink"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -- Take a look at our plates again, I don't see how they are "finest foods from Asia and Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"P199 instead of P500"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -- If it's worth 500 you'd think that the buffet size would at least be 2/3 of Saisaki. No. In my estimate, the rate of the buffet is really 199 so there's no such thing as "save P301!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Some of the classics they regularly serve up include Honey Grilled Chicken, Tropical Pork Chop or Tokyo Seafood Curry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -- they were all not in the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"With their vast array of dishes, from appetisers to warming mains, to sweets, customers are bound to discover something new as well as plenty of classic dishes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -- it wasn't a &lt;i&gt;vast array&lt;/i&gt;. Appetizers were veggie sticks (not even a salad with lettuce), and rice-loaded california maki. Dessert was a fondue ONLY, with 4 types of dippers - wafer sticks, sliced bananas, pastillas and marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Lastly, the photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3v0VgbAgq3o/Tx1Sh6fp8GI/AAAAAAAAA4A/L92KDh10cLI/s1600/321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3v0VgbAgq3o/Tx1Sh6fp8GI/AAAAAAAAA4A/L92KDh10cLI/s400/321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a single item in the photo was there. I figured that this photo was recycled from another resto, or from metrodeal's pool of generic photos! TSK. TSK. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another thing. They said it's a&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Large restaurant with airconditioned indoor dining area and outdoor patio area (al fresco) with fantastic view over the city of Intramuros"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I took a pic of our window's view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HUvmd3RLXo/Txzj2-0KjfI/AAAAAAAAA30/hfkD8zddPE4/s1600/01212012582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HUvmd3RLXo/Txzj2-0KjfI/AAAAAAAAA30/hfkD8zddPE4/s400/01212012582.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. fantastic view nga! (now it's up to you if I'm being sarcastic or not. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, if this resto plainly made a 1-liner ad saying "Unli tender roast beef and crispy onion rings only for P199!" people would probably rave about it, especially after finding out that it's actually a buffet of some other dishes. LOL. See the cons of heightened expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Lou and I had different verdicts. Lou said, if given a chance and IF he lives nearby, he's willing to buy such deal again. (so actually, that's "never again" for Lou haha!) Me, NO, I won't buy one again. It wasn't because the advertisements fooled me, nor because I hated the food. It's just that I didn't love the food either. Nothing stood out, so for me it's not worth a 2nd chance. But yeah, it's worth 1 try, so don't fret if you already bought the deal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I dunno if this is good or bad, they're selling another round of vouchers, for P249 this time: &lt;a href="http://www.metrodeal.com/main.php?dealId=ODM0"&gt;http://www.metrodeal.com/main.php?dealId=ODM0&lt;/a&gt;. ANAK NG. MAS NAGMAHAL PA! hahaha! (in furness ha, binago na nila yung pictures and descriptions!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1790459379701549846?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1790459379701549846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1790459379701549846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1790459379701549846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1790459379701549846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/flower-stories-cafe.html' title='Flower Stories Cafe'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfxAiJKkhno/TxzgK0wwhRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/QqfNQGI-tkg/s72-c/01212012576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7213194810035273805</id><published>2012-01-19T11:53:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:24:46.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Quiz Night @ Union Jack Tavern</title><content type='html'>...just when I thought I'm so over this thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mela introduced me to yet another quiz night, in &lt;a href="http://unionjacktavern.com.ph/index.php/"&gt;Union Jack Tavern&lt;/a&gt; this time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparison: Union Jack Tavern is a British Pub while Murphy's is an Irish Pub, thus they're very much alike with regards to the aura of the place, type of food they serve (MEAT PIES!), selection of drinks, and price range. Now I'm not sure if the owner is the same, or if such ambiance is just a common European thing. But as for the food quality and service, I prefer &lt;b&gt;Union Jack Tavern&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz mechanics - very similar too: Fee is 100/head, there are 10 categories where 1 can be your joker category, category topnotchers will get free shots, top 3 on the totals will get GCs. But what makes Union Jack Tavern a lil better on this one is that they serve TEQUILA for the free shots (Murphy's serve something like gin and lime?) AND they have more flat screen TVs, to project ALL questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficulty level - This will always be relative. For someone who gave up on quiz nights (like me!), of course, QUESTIONS ARE HARD. hahaha! But comparing it with Murphy's, questions are a bit easier. Or, questions are in the same difficulty level BUT there's a higher chance of guessing answers right, because it has more questions with pictures (ex. Who's this actress *shows picture* who played as james bond girl in 1960something, entitled something something). If I remember correctly, there were 4 categories with pictures, and 1 category with videos (guess the title and artist of the song in MTV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we go to my group's performance - with a score of 50+ (I think), &lt;b&gt; We got the 3rd place baby!!! &lt;/b&gt;But I can't be so proud, it was &lt;i&gt;Mela's friend's husband&lt;/i&gt; who actually pulled our score really high. haha! (really, I can't understand how some people seem to know &lt;b&gt;every &lt;/b&gt;trivia on earth!) Congrats to us, and thank God for genius people in the social network!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last info I got for ya: A frequent topnotcher team in Murphy's (tuesdays) also plays in Union Jack Tavern (wednesdays)!!! Now I'm wondering if going to pub quizzes is the &lt;b&gt;only &lt;/b&gt;thing that these people do&lt;b&gt; EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT.&lt;/b&gt; @-)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7213194810035273805?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7213194810035273805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7213194810035273805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7213194810035273805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7213194810035273805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/quiz-night-union-jack-tavern.html' title='Quiz Night @ Union Jack Tavern'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8131493963063418688</id><published>2012-01-18T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:26:57.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Papa John's Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" width="314" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQbHSWTfGX4/TxZGIbzM49I/AAAAAAAAA24/REp71I6zk-E/s400/papa-johns-logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Lou discovered Papa John's last year, we've been ordering their pizza, more often than other pizzas out there. We just love their &lt;b&gt;spicy italian meatball&lt;/b&gt; pizza which comes with their &lt;i&gt;deadly &lt;/i&gt;yummy butter dip (haha!), and chili sauce that's still inside the &lt;b&gt;fresh chili&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never had the chance to &lt;i&gt;feel &lt;/i&gt;the ambiance until I dropped by UM last night to take out my pizza (It was almost closing time, so I thought going there myself would be faster than having it delivered!) One thing I asked -- while waiting on the same spot, where I used to get the slow service from pizza hut then --&lt;b&gt; Where were you Papa John when I was still a student?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it now now now! &lt;a href="http://www.papajohns.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.papajohns.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8131493963063418688?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8131493963063418688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8131493963063418688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8131493963063418688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8131493963063418688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/papa-johns-pizza.html' title='Papa John&apos;s Pizza'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQbHSWTfGX4/TxZGIbzM49I/AAAAAAAAA24/REp71I6zk-E/s72-c/papa-johns-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1064235093431587192</id><published>2012-01-16T16:10:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:25:03.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>Decluttering tips!</title><content type='html'>Not that I'm a guru on this, I'd just like to share the good stuff I learned lately, which made my life a lot easier, when it came to cleaning and decluttering. These can help you too especially if you're planning to de-congest your room/house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Too many plastic bags? Fold plastic them into triangles like &lt;a href="http://www.workingmomcookfusion.com/2011/11/06/how-to-fold-a-plastic-bag-into-a-triangle/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. (But a primary solution for this is to USE CLOTH BAGS WHEN BUYING GROCERIES - save not only the effort in folding, but also the environment. DID YOU KNOW, that if you're a Shopwise member, you can double your points every time you use their bag? Because of this, I get around free P600 worth of groceries a year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Revisit your stash/pantry before going to the grocery store. Especially if you keep them in places you seldom check, like hanging cabinets or storage boxes -- You might find the stock you need! (ex. sinigang mix, sachets of whatever...) I oftentimes fail on this -- several times I bought something I already have, like a pack of black pepper, sugar, etc. It's actually ok to stock up things, but this isn't cool when there are expiry dates. and hey, they take up space too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. On refrigerators: group small things and put them in medium sized plastic containers. Example: 1 group - candies, chocolates and other individually packed sweets. another group - butter, honey and jam sachets. another group - leftover garlics, onions, ginger and other spices. This will not only save up refrigerator space and make the searching a lot easier, but this will also eliminate funky odors (or odors mixing up with other items like water!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Related to #2 and #3: throw away expired items - self explanatory :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Donate clothes/shoes not used within one year! This is just my personal rule though -- I read from somewhere that anything not used in &lt;b&gt;6 months &lt;/b&gt;must be disposed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tissue paper from your first date, dried flowers from a valentines day, letter from a highschool friend, college notes, event name tags -- if you don't plan to keep them in scrapbooks, albums, or the like, STOP BEING TOO SENTIMENTAL AND THROW THEM AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cosmetic/Toiletry items that you tried for just a few times -- THROW THEM AWAY! (or donate to a friend/relative who may be interested, but when you decide to do the latter, do it NOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bills and Receipts more than 2 years old -- THROW THEM AWAY! (Shred those with confidential data, and of course make sure you're not throwing away warranties)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not give yourself a reason to hoard, therefore do not buy those plastic storage boxes unless really really really necessary. Likewise, do not stock mishmash of items under your bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Practice makes perfect! Do all the items above on a regular basis. As for me, I do a monthly general cleaning of my house. I noticed that throwing away things used to be a really hard task. There used to be a lot of contemplating before I decide if something has to be kept or thrown. But now, even before I think that &lt;i&gt;"hey I can use this for... [insert whatever excuse here]", &lt;/i&gt;I pack them neatly in a bag, for anyone else who can probably own, recycle or resell it ...then I shoot it in the bin! problems solved.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1064235093431587192?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1064235093431587192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1064235093431587192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1064235093431587192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1064235093431587192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/decluttering-tips.html' title='Decluttering tips!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6759323079404182465</id><published>2012-01-13T17:13:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T19:06:01.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye home take 2!</title><content type='html'>It's the move out season already, so I've been cleaning and packing and cleaning and packing -- while (true). I have this little rashes on my cheeks, I dunno if this is because of the dust, or stress! ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I focused on cleaning up Lou's place, as it will be my temporary storage, so basically all major parts of his place should be partitioned into 2. I thought it would be as simple as rearranging things, but gee ... all I can say is that -- I should have taken photos of his shelves before and after, you know, like in those shows giving free house makeovers? uhuh. never underestimate a bachelor's pad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad I've done a lot ...but it still feels like I'm not yet even 50% done. Tonight, my ref, mattress, table and chairs will be picked up by their new owners so... I'll be needing the same energy again ...and it'll be like this until Sunday at least - my final &lt;i&gt;hakot&lt;/i&gt;. Bye bye my home. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I won't be able to settle until the end of the month (or maybe later than that), I'll be having some NPA days to -- well, I dunno actually if the better term is DREAD or -- LOOK FORWARD TO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny I'll be staying a lot in Lou's place since it's a lot more convenient than going back to my parents' house. But I'm planning to spend more time in Muntinlupa, compared to the other weekends I had in the past 2 years of solo living, because there are a few things I want to accomplish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Close a bank account in Alabang (then transfer the money somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;2) Sort out the things I left in my parent's house - pictures, letters, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3) Take advantage of this homeless moment to see my dad's progress&lt;br /&gt;4) Enjoy Alabang again! which includes solo dates in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- White Hat (ATC)&lt;br /&gt;- Omakase (Casa Susana)&lt;br /&gt;- Fukuya (Festival Mall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to Manila area - as I'll be staying in Lou's place most of the time, I also want to rediscover CCP area. For a time last year, it was a default date place for me and Lou ...and I kinda miss it now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6759323079404182465?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6759323079404182465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6759323079404182465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6759323079404182465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6759323079404182465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/bye-home-take-2.html' title='bye home take 2!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3707316732823290409</id><published>2012-01-04T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:31:19.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-0-1-2</title><content type='html'>It's only the 4th day of the year, so I think it's not yet late post my goals. Again, this should be something to revisit after &lt;strike&gt;366&lt;/strike&gt; 362 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2012 goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Japanize my future home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have/Maintain an ideal weight of 120-130 lbs (&lt;i&gt;yes, I'm waaaay more than that!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Completely let go of sinigang mix, beef and chicken bouillion cubes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) (&lt;i&gt;I was about to write here "Top-up my investment" but I realized that's too effortless when I've already signed the necessary forms. weee&lt;/i&gt;!) ...Find a new, income-generating hobby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) PERFECT SJFC e-Clinic - an online patients/lab record system I've created last year, to help the clinic/mini-hospital of Lou's family. It's already on production, but time to time I still get small [necessary] requests, meaning it still hasn't fully adapted to the business yet. Lou and I are hoping to perfect this not only for the clinic, but also for my goal #4. haha! (&lt;i&gt;Lou's my PM/QA/Tech Support btw. haha!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, can I carry over my 2011 goals? (because goals are meant to be attained no matter how long it takes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Master the ravioli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Learn how to drive? &lt;i&gt;(UGH! -- this will be my last attempt. After this, I GIVE UP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no more purchases, travel and cooking goals. Travels and purchases are reasons to splurge -- which isn't really what I want this year. Not that I won't travel nor buy toys this year, though. Of course we all need rewards time to time ...come what may! I'll be happy with anything, no "musts" for now. And as for my dishes, I always come up with an unplanned dish which I like better so... why plan! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the past years, I'm hoping this year would be better ...but this time I hope it would be better for both me and lou, &lt;i&gt;financially &lt;/i&gt;in particular. Aside from the fact that I'm still recovering from my dad's hospitalization, this year we'll be building our future home together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more tangible it gets, and the more we talk about it freely, the more I feel like we've taken our relationship to a higher level. And I love it, I love how Lou's preparing for the more important things, fixing my mixed-up priorities at the same time. It's such a happy feeling. &amp;hearts; -- I just had to share this, this probably best describes how my 2012 would be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year! May this be a great year for all of us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3707316732823290409?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3707316732823290409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3707316732823290409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3707316732823290409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3707316732823290409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/2-0-1-2.html' title='2-0-1-2'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8756674885450591293</id><published>2012-01-02T16:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T18:10:12.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year thoughts</title><content type='html'>Before I move on to a new list of goals, I'd like to take a look at my &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-to-revisit-after-364-days.html"&gt;goals last year&lt;/a&gt; ...just to see if I do make attainable goals in life. LOL. Ok, just a few items were checked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) BATANES (I think this is highlight of my 2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/6610313877/" title="Sabtang rolling hills by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6610313877_c22b53df54.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Sabtang rolling hills"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A NEW NETBOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/HP-Mini-110-3500-PC-Sonoma-Red.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-valentine.html"&gt;RAVIOLI&lt;/a&gt; ...but just a little check on that, since I &lt;i&gt;tried &lt;/i&gt;to cook it, but didn't really &lt;i&gt;master &lt;/i&gt;it. In fact, looking at how ugly my raviolis were, it's as if I have to re-learn it from zero. tskkk. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'VE STARTED PACKING UP FOR A NEW APARTMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think I can justify the rest as I had to help in my dad's hospitalization. At least, failed goals were compensated by my decision to finally get an insurance, and retirement fund. I think that's even better than just saving my money in the bank, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I could not justify is that, &lt;b&gt;I still don't know how to drive. &lt;/b&gt;booohoohoo. It's hard to learn without your own car you know! I've been relying on Lou's car which he seldom brings to Manila, so my only chances to learn were my Bulacan visits, which were mostly spent for ...sleeping. haha! Or maybe, most likely, &lt;b&gt;I just refuse to learn&lt;/b&gt;. hahaha! Anyway, I said there, "c/o Lou" so yeah, it's not completely my fault. right, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to make my 2012 goals! (I need to contemplate..........)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8756674885450591293?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8756674885450591293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8756674885450591293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8756674885450591293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8756674885450591293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-thoughts.html' title='new year thoughts'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6117380421263329286</id><published>2011-12-27T17:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:40:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In between Christmas and New Year</title><content type='html'>I thought this period between Christmas and New Year is actually a good time to work - no more parties to mind after work, no more traffic rush, a lot are on vacation leave, it's quiet in the office, hence no much distraction etc, etc. Boy, I was wrong! This place is not enticing me to work, not at all! It's too quiet, I want to sleep! zzzzz... Thanks to the few post-christmas/pre-new-year agendas left, a bit of excitement keeps me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mr. kabab with the girls! &lt;br /&gt;- night out with lou's college friends&lt;br /&gt;- cooking adventures for new year's eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, probably late Christmas shopping? I opted not to give gifts this year as it didn't seem financially -- not even physically -- feasible. But papa's already home, thus the commuting and spending have stopped, so maybe it's time to shop! (and wow that rhymes! haha!) I hope it's not yet too late, I also hope I still have the energy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I just got a postcard from Estonia! It's the 5th postcard since I started postcrossing, which is odd because I sent just 3! I guess it's telling me to say hello again to &lt;a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/"&gt;postcrossing&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6117380421263329286?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6117380421263329286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6117380421263329286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6117380421263329286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6117380421263329286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-between-christmas-and-new-year.html' title='In between Christmas and New Year'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7713104993434042764</id><published>2011-12-25T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:29:49.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>papa's home for christmas!</title><content type='html'>(sorry super lazy, copy + paste nalang from fb. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa's home after 2+ months in the hospital! what an awesome Christmas gift! It's not yet over though... It may take some time before he can walk again, it may probably take forever, but as always, I do believe that God knows what's best for him, and for us. And that I am still blessed in many ways. To the few who knew, thanks for all the prayers and support! to the rest, sorry I opted not to share too much. Just thought it's a way to keep all our BER months happy. Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7713104993434042764?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7713104993434042764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7713104993434042764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7713104993434042764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7713104993434042764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/papas-home-for-christmas.html' title='papa&apos;s home for christmas!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4167107794936064623</id><published>2011-12-22T13:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:28:20.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>In love with Shoji</title><content type='html'>Turnover date of Lou's unit will be on January 30! -- a bit delayed than what we wanted, but much much earlier than the worst case scenario I thought of. Since my move out date is on January 22, this means I'll have 8+ NPA days, (no permanent address. lol) which isn't so bad! And it's not really a problem to move twice in a row at this point, as I've already sold/donated the big stuff that require a lipat bahay truck. All I have to do now as to declutter, and to be really patient, esp on those NPA days,which will surely exceed 8 days having all the renovations I have in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick background - I'll move out from my place, which I've been renting for 2 years now. I'll move to Lou's [new] unit which I'll be renting too, for the same rate! It's a good deal since his unit is bigger than mine now, it has more amenities and it's near my work's shuttle station ...Plus, on my first few months of stay, I can pay in &lt;i&gt;interior&lt;/i&gt; - I can spend for its interior, enjoy the therapeutic dressing up of his home (which is also an advantage for him!), in exchange for my rent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have already consulted an Interior Designer (Mae's interior designer!) for a japanese/zen, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Dji"&gt;Shoji&lt;/a&gt;-filled unit, but I haven't really finalized things since the designer's still working on the estimate, and still reviewing my specs if they're feasible. Best case is to have everything designed by this guy, but if it'll be too pricey, we might have just &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; things worked on -- the divider at least, as I can't do this myself. something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.hayneedle.com/mgen/master:OUI024.jpg?is=1600,1600,0xffffff" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" width="383" src="http://images.hayneedle.com/mgen/master:OUI024.jpg?is=1600,1600,0xffffff" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iroomdividers.com/interior-room-dividers/asian-&amp;-shoji/shojislidingdoorkitroomdivider.cfm"&gt;http://www.iroomdividers.com/interior-room-dividers/asian-&amp;-shoji/shojislidingdoorkitroomdivider.cfm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and do everything else by DIY. I hope we can pull this off!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4167107794936064623?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4167107794936064623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4167107794936064623&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4167107794936064623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4167107794936064623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/2nd-move.html' title='In love with Shoji'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1509402617020626360</id><published>2011-12-19T18:06:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:32:03.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Extraordinary Noche Buena in the making</title><content type='html'>It's been years since I had my last &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; noche buena -- that tradition when the family would gather together at night and eat at the strike of 12 then exchange gifts, etc etc. &lt;b&gt;Since my 2 sisters got married, it's been always just the 3 of us - me, my mom and my dad&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past years: we'd have dinner at home on Christmas eve, &lt;b&gt;around 9pm&lt;/b&gt;, with my sister and her family instead (since we're just neighbors). Then my sister and her family will go and spend their noche buena with my bro-in-law's family. My dad will then sleep, while mama and I will watch TV until almost 12. By 12, I'd [be forced to] slice ham and/or keso de bola (papa REALLY loves that) plus whatever's left after dinner. Then I'll set the table in a fancier way, then wake up my dad to eat. Then we'll eat together for maybe 30 minutes, then finally go to bed. Seriously,&lt;b&gt; by 1am, we three are already sound asleep&lt;/b&gt;! Just that, nothing spectacular. And I don't really hate it, nor love it. Noche Buena's just like a &lt;i&gt;mandatory midnight snack &lt;/i&gt;for me. I've kinda outgrown the jitters. I guess it's like that when you're the youngest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'll be spending it with mama and papa still, but in a hospital apparently. Yesterday, my mom and I were planning how it would be since the food definitely can't be like the usual (usual Christmas foods will just make papa drool - he's still eating via NGT or tube feeding). We also have to sacrifice a bit since there's no place for us to sleep - it's either we'll go home at around 1-2am or we'll sleep on chairs until the next day, depends on the availability of my tito who drives for us - he has his own noche buena to mind too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely we'd go for anything as long as mama and I are there together for dinner or midnight snack (whenever papa's awake). We'll have sliced baguette or biscuits, cream cheese and strawberries -- because mama and I would love that, papa won't care (no ham, no keso de bola, he certainly won't care! haha). Also because that would be easier to bring - I volunteered to prepare everything so mama doesn't have to tire herself. Mama will instead make lugaw for papa just so he can say he tasted something real for noche buena (or jelly. anything smooth  - it's the only texture he can swallow). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then I can say that this may not be the best Christmas, but ironically, the most extraordinary one! And I think what makes this extraordinary is not really the food and venue. But the fact that after all the hospital drama late this year, I'm still blessed to have a father this Christmas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. All hopes are back! He can now spell words (using the mini A-Z board I made) because he still can't talk due to the tracheostomy tube attached to him. But his brain functions really well. Repeatedly he'd spell "HOPIA" - his fave merienda which he certainly can't have for now. Whenever I visit, he'd lip-sync "SAN KA GALING". When it's time for us to leave he'd say "SAN KAYO PUPUNTA", or "SAMA AKO". He can also now sit down, with back support! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the nurse told me, his temper was quite bad one afternoon - perhaps out of boredom or anger for he can't get that long requested &lt;b&gt;hopia&lt;/b&gt;. He was able whisper while he closed his trach tube. He said, &lt;b&gt;"uuwi na ako, ang daming pangit dito!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-|&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1509402617020626360?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1509402617020626360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1509402617020626360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1509402617020626360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1509402617020626360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/extraordinary-noche-buena.html' title='Extraordinary Noche Buena in the making'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2022751296344930744</id><published>2011-12-14T11:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:25:36.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>CAI-STA Christmas Party Prom 2011</title><content type='html'>I was wow-ed by how CAI-STA transformed its Christmas parties. Or maybe I just had the luck this year -- this year's theme was &lt;b&gt;Prom&lt;/b&gt;, giving everyone the excuse to dress up, and vie for something that's so &lt;i&gt;high school&lt;/i&gt; - to be the prom king and queen! LOL. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4nrJkkMfbr8/TugYYSX05MI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IVYBa7fZ4Qo/s512/12-08-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the emcee! I volunteered to host the entire program, a &lt;i&gt;bargain &lt;/i&gt;actually to skip the usual dance of newbies. Boy I was wrong! Being an emcee is really tedious. Plus, in the end, it didn't really cut the usual dance rehearsal stuff, because the newbie presentation was a FLASH MOB which required me (and my co-emcee) to participate at the last part, at least. errr. I wished I danced full-time instead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vyJzM875SxM/TugYYzJltSI/AAAAAAAAA0s/EX-mrj8ocZw/s576/IMG_4909.JPG" width=209px length=314px&gt;  &lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OoU88bCP9ow/TugYcpCAPoI/AAAAAAAAA04/wHLAjMBLWsM/s576/IMG_4951.JPG" width=209px length=314px&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several times since that party, I bumped into someone who congratulated me (and my co-emcee) for doing "great" the whole time, for having that &lt;i&gt;talent&lt;/i&gt; to host a program lively and spontaneously. Really? REALLY? I dunno, ugh, the hangs and impromptu announcements! I know I had a lot of booboos!!! Anyway, it was a good experience but that's probably my (first and) last, no more hosting jobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the flash mob, it was AWESOME! I'm happy to be a part of it somehow (can't be 100% proud, as I didn't participate the whole time! hehe). Among the newbie presentations I did, I can say this is the most unique, the coolest, the best! I heard from some non newbies that it was indeed surprising, pressuring, amazing all at the same time when all of a sudden 1-3 people from each table started dancing &lt;b&gt;Moves Like Jagger &lt;/b&gt;with the same choreo! haha! (yes it was so sudden, no one was able take a video. tsk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with a lucky iPad winner. Of course, being ALWAYS unlucky in raffles, I went home with nothing but a Sodexo GC worth P300 ...and awesome 2nd prom memories. =) (thanks and sorry wewoy for the photos I grabbed from the server. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2022751296344930744?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2022751296344930744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2022751296344930744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2022751296344930744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2022751296344930744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-was-wow-ed-by-how-cai-sta-transformed.html' title='CAI-STA &lt;strike&gt;Christmas Party&lt;/strike&gt; Prom 2011'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4nrJkkMfbr8/TugYYSX05MI/AAAAAAAAA0o/IVYBa7fZ4Qo/s72-c/12-08-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5388939672198053017</id><published>2011-12-09T12:10:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:25:54.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>This is just one of the million things I hate about our media.</title><content type='html'>I've seen in the past few days how these networks' vans and trucks camped out outside of VMMC [aka veterans hospital] DAYS before Arroyo's transfer, and how they are reporting every detail of it -- like, the transfer could be by land or air, or escort vehicles were already seen, but they're not sure if Arroyo's already there, &lt;i&gt;yada yada&lt;/i&gt;. Last night, about 10 video cams from different networks are readied, facing the north ave entrance, thinking Arroyos could quickly sneak in. OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized, yeah she could do that, but what's the big deal with seeing the entrance of her convoy?! It's not as if she's attending the court hearing for the first time, or finally entering the jail! DUDE, she will &lt;i&gt;just &lt;/i&gt;be transferred! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, think about it, what's so important about the details of the transfer? At the end of the day (or week, or what, if it gets postponed once again), Arroyo will be moved to this presidential suite in VMMC, and will be under the continued hospital arrest. AND SO? why cause all this fuss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's just me (because my dad's also confined in VMMC) but I really think the media's coverage on Arroyo's transfer to VMMC is insanely too much! don't get me wrong, I am an anti-gloria as well ...but now, I'm more anti-media, whose job is to make a big deal out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new evil wish is to have her transferred by helicopter, so that all I could say &lt;b&gt;to the media&lt;/b&gt; -- who camped out under the rain for days, and caused all the traffic in north ave --- is, &lt;b&gt;HA-HA-HA&lt;/b&gt;! sucks for you!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5388939672198053017?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5388939672198053017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5388939672198053017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5388939672198053017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5388939672198053017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-just-one-of-million-things-i.html' title='This is just one of the million things I hate about our media.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2028463594207225161</id><published>2011-12-06T18:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:28:37.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Yet another appeal -- COME ON!</title><content type='html'>I am disturbed by how our government "takes care" of an "OFW concern": &lt;b&gt;Binay appeals to stop the death sentence of a Filipino set to be executed in China.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I don't consider it a "concern" at all, if it means committing something known to be illegal. You see, I cannot go on the streets, posess an illegal drug, get caught, then absurdly call our company's HR office to say "&lt;i&gt;I have a concern. SAVE ME!&lt;/i&gt;". It's also not a "concern" if it is actually a "mistake" with a history of irrevocable consequences. Come on, 3 were already executed. Appeals didn't work, so you think it will work this time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this but -- Proceed with the execution. And let these carriers know that seriously, they are not allowed to bring illegal drugs in China. Or in any country. Hence it's called "illegal"! And do not send Binay to China, nor anyone, to appeal. And let these carriers know that when they get caught, there are no plan Bs. Hence don't proceed with plan As at all, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send Binay somewhere else, to do something more &lt;i&gt;logical&lt;/i&gt;. like improve our airport security to filter out these stuff upon exit, OR better yet, form a group dedicated to investigate where these drugs are coming from. Execute whoever employs these drug mules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH, we're wasting so much money and effort here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2028463594207225161?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2028463594207225161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2028463594207225161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2028463594207225161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2028463594207225161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/yet-another-appeal-come-on.html' title='Yet another appeal -- COME ON!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5467207899923532876</id><published>2011-12-05T15:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:29:29.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Better to give than to receive!</title><content type='html'>Finally, after days of fearing separation anxiety, I decided to get rid of the biggest appliance I have - &lt;b&gt;My 7-cubic ft GE refrigerator &lt;/b&gt;(of course with the permission of the original owner, my mom). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love it, but it's already 10+ years old, not worth renting a &lt;i&gt;lipat-bahay &lt;/i&gt;truck for my transfer this January, when everything else can fit in a van. I think too that a new, smaller, no-frost refrigerator would me more practical for my lifestyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still performing well, so I first tried to sell it. None seemed to be interested, which isn't really surprising - I myself wouldn't buy an old refrigerator! So last week, I decided to give it away. Mommy (my officemate) suggested to give it as a raffle prize for the messenger, drivers and guards in the office WHO NEED ONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we did... One of the drivers, Bobby, got it! and he's really happy! And I'm very happy too, this feels much better than selling it to someone who can easily afford a new one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5467207899923532876?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5467207899923532876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5467207899923532876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5467207899923532876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5467207899923532876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/12/better-to-give-than-to-receive.html' title='Better to give than to receive!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5531485389411648801</id><published>2011-11-10T15:45:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:42:32.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no update ...re: papa</title><content type='html'>my inactive blogging life means just one thing - productivity at work is at 100%. which is good right? (not today as I speak, apparently). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like to take a quick break from work and share how my dad is: &lt;b&gt;my dad is doing good and bad at the same time.&lt;/b&gt; I guess that's the best description I can give for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good", because after being at a somewhat coma state for 2 weeks, he is now awake. I can say the worst complications of this hospitalization have already passed and that he is now on his way to recovery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad", because his recovery is at a very very very slow pace. He still depends on his ventilator, he cannot move so much, in fact &lt;b&gt;the only thing he can do right now is to look around groggily, and listen.&lt;/b&gt; "Bad", because the neuro (and my sister and bro-in-law, who are all doctors) said that most likely, this will take months (thus we moved him to Veterans hospital to slow down the growing hospital bill), and that after all this &amp;mdash; if papa survives &amp;mdash; papa will be able to come home, &lt;b&gt;permanently bedridden&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'd like to think that in the end, no smart doctor can conclude God's perfect will. Which means, he could live normally again, OR even ... not come home anymore. Medical explanations no longer matter to me. At this point I have accepted, anything can happen, and whatever the outcome is, it will be the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; for everyone. And it will be beyond our control. I guess psyching myself like this is the &lt;strike&gt;only&lt;/strike&gt; best way to cope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply, the future is still blurry, so.. I do not exactly pray for healing, but for &lt;i&gt;comfort&lt;/i&gt;. Not for myself, but for my dad. But when I'm in a right state to know that it's certainly okay to pray for explicit things, I oftentimes ask the Lord for the extremes - I ask Him not to prolong his suffering, even if it means saying my last goodbye. OR to extend his life &lt;i&gt; at home&lt;/i&gt;, long and strong enough to do more milestones in his remaining years ...like walking me down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. To all those who offered prayers and [moral and financial] support, thank you very much! Until the next post, soon -- I promise to post happier thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alt-tab: I just asked Lou to download some oldies songs for papa. I'm thinking of playing songs (through earphones) the next time I visit. He must be really bored by now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5531485389411648801?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5531485389411648801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5531485389411648801&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5531485389411648801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5531485389411648801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-no-update-re-papa.html' title='long time no update ...re: papa'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3866606064374924780</id><published>2011-10-20T12:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:46:46.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again, I ask - please pray for my dad, and us...</title><content type='html'>Papa is in the hospital again - the other day he collapsed and was brought to ICU because of "cerebral hemorrhage" (that's what I understood at least). 2 days have passed and he's still in the ICU. Last night I heard he developed pneumonia - I'm not really sure, but I think there's something that's related to his lungs this time. No procedure nor surgeries are planned yet, as he is still under observation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm okay, strong and hopeful. Sometimes I'm sad and tired. Oftentimes, I'm really scared. But for some reasons I'm living each day like the usual - working, eating, laughing, even planning out events for november. Later, I even have this first sweldo treat for my team, which I planned last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just that - I know we (my family) are in a really really really bad situation right now, but I know too that dwelling on this worry -- thus pricking everyone's bubble -- will certainly not help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, when I'm alone or idle, there's this sequence of thoughts that repeatedly run in my head: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I ask myself, and God, Am I going to lose my father soon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I laugh at how others think how strong I seem -- that's Leda, she's living solo, totally independent and all. When in fact there's this one thing that constantly haunts me, since my dad has been a constant hospital visitor -- death of a parent. I know what it is, I know it will happen someday, and I know it's something that's becoming more and more common for our generation. But I do not know how to deal with it, I don't even want to think about it, like I resist to accept that one day, when I pray for healing, God can actually say "no".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I question myself for the kind of faith I have right now -- is it right to think about (or just say the word) death when I should be believing that God "will never leave my side and will always answer my prayers"? Or is it just right that I live each day like it's a normal day, and pray for "strength for whatever happens", for "whatever's less torturous for papa ...and mama ...and our pockets", thinking of all the ugly possibilities at the back of my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I recall all the blessings God has given me, especially those in 2010 - He healed my father, He nodded when I asked if He can "extend" my father's life. He even gave means for us to pay the whopping St. Luke's bill. and the debts after that. and lots more! All these then make me believe that if I should just have faith, yes my father will be healed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee. I'm going to burst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what this entire post implies, I'm NOT okay, I'm not sure what exactly am I feeling, and I'm just hardly trying to be strong ...because I, my mom and my sisters should be strong for each other. I need to be composed, because the world can't adjust to all my miseries and I am not the only one suffering from something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... once again, I ask - please pray for my dad, and us. What to pray for? I leave it all to you. Then, you don't really have to empathize... just cheer me up in ways that you know. Perhaps that's all I need for now :) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3866606064374924780?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3866606064374924780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3866606064374924780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/10/once-again-i-ask-please-pray-for-us.html' title='once again, I ask - please pray for my dad, and us...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6322772314709666157</id><published>2011-10-16T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:27:21.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>goodbye and hello [again]!</title><content type='html'>After my despedida videoke, last minute OTs and all, I found myself teary-eyed, still hardly able to say goodbye to everyone during the last shout [company meeting]. But I did it, I just had to, I can't leave without telling everyone that it's been a good stay, that the 1.5 years stay was the shortest, yet the happiest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting ended with a send-off pizza merienda from our GM ...but the most bittersweet part was when my team then gave me a framed collage of pictures, with dedications from everyone in the company -- &lt;i&gt;aaaaw!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/6249634618/" title="goodbye synchronica by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6249634618_02e05e26d2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="goodbye synchronica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the huge bags I had to bring back to Muntinlupa (and some to my new cube in CAI-STA), I still managed to have 2 bottles with a colleague -- ironically also the very first person I knew in Synchronica. I was telling him how funny it was that everyone left the middle part of the collage for his dedication, where he wrote just a one liner "God speed!". haha! He then told me, &lt;b&gt;there's no point in writing long dramatic stuff, when the friendship doesn't end in my last day&lt;/b&gt; -- again, &lt;i&gt;aaaaw&lt;/i&gt;! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny I'm sounding so melancholic about the whole resignation thing, when I don't really mingle with these people a lot beyond office hours. I guess I really am naturally sentimental about anything, and it is not a good combination with people who can easily build friendships within the workplace ...Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm now in my [old] new job for 2 weeks now -&lt;b&gt; no ym and facebook&lt;/b&gt;. Thank God I still have gmail and BLOGGER, I have a little window to stay connected. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny, I miss Synchronica so much. Maybe it's these tall divisions between cubes (that I don't see much people walking around), and the absence of a window with the nice view of the sunset. Ironically (I know I said this a lot of times already), I'm not regretting the decision knowing I moved to improve myself, and my future. So, the bad aura of my cube shouldn't be an issue. This is plainly homesickness for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay, twice I asked myself -- &lt;i&gt;What have I done!? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One - I got out of my place at exactly 8am to catch the 8:30 company shuttle that brings employees from Makati [Adelantado St.] to Mckinley, on a 30-minute interval. It didn't occur to me that my 20-minute travel time to Adelantado could be 30+ minutes, if you go out on a rush hour. I arrived at the terminal at exactly 8:31. &lt;b&gt;The shuttle was gone.&lt;/b&gt; For a few seconds, before figuring out if I should take a cab or wait for the next shuttle, I cursed and ranted and cursed and ranted, thinking only of one thing -- why have I chosen a job in Mckinley!? After another minute, a shuttle came! Oh, my watch was just 2 minutes in advance! What a happy day! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two - I was a block away from Adelantado, early by 15 minutes, ready to catch the 7:30 shuttle, when suddenly... my sandals' sole was split up. I thought I could tolerate it till the end of the day, when just after a few more steps, the straps went off too. Oh, why have a worn something I haven't worn for ages?! (been wearing flats/casual shoes in Synch!) I couldn't walk further, so I had no choice but to call Lou and ask if he can drop by my house to get me another pair of shoes. geeee. good it was okay with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT: After 30 minutes (I missed the 7:30 shuttle!), he came with my shoes saying,&lt;i&gt; "I'm here because I love you. I am your ideal boyfriend!"&lt;/i&gt; -- imitating Night of &lt;i&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/i&gt;, a jap series featuring a robot boyfriend who acts as the girl's knight, all the time. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just minor booboos of course. By now I have adjusted to this Mckinley lifestyle. I think I have fully adapted to the ways here. One - Live without ym and facebook, we're in the office to work anyway, not to socialize! Two - Bring your own meal unless you're willing to splurge. Three - &lt;b&gt;your decisions, your life, your world shall revolve around just one thing: the shuttle schedule. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and more, as I go along! Once again, my cheese is gone ...so I should start moving. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6322772314709666157?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6322772314709666157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6322772314709666157&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6322772314709666157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6322772314709666157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/10/goodbye-and-hello-again.html' title='goodbye and hello [again]!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6120/6249634618_02e05e26d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-745937132266242727</id><published>2011-09-22T11:23:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:29:07.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Season of beeseeness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I've never been this busy! Or, more of preoccupied ... can't really say I'm too busy if I can still blog, right? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of my work, I have these tedious pre-employment errands: NBI Clearance, Transfer of BIR RDO (why am I doing this manually!?), pre-employment medical checkup and stuff. Good I was able to take 2 whole days off from work, to do these stuff ...and --&lt;i&gt; I'm not really proud of this, but I can't NOT share this&lt;/i&gt; -- good I was able to get a &lt;i&gt;fixer&lt;/i&gt; to skip the really long line in NBI, I was able to spare half of a day for resting. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just FYI - NBI clearance renewal process has changed, just this year. Gone are the kiosks in malls! read &lt;a href='http://www.gmanews.tv/largevideo/related/84909/on-call-sistema-ng-pagkuha-ng-nbi-clearance-binago-proseso-usad-pagong-daw'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of the upcoming bora trip, I'm left with exactly 5 working days to finish other personal errands ...in between work hours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Finish bank errands due while I'm in bora&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a new sim and discontinue the use of my corporate line&lt;br /&gt;- Backup personal files, grab Synchronica photos from all over!&lt;br /&gt;- Clear my pedestal/cube&lt;i&gt; -- hatest part! waaa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the remaining non-working (and non-bora) days I should:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sort out all the junk I'll be bringing home from my cube&lt;br /&gt;- shop for more business attire clothes -- &lt;i&gt;the best part! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- have ID pics taken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear me say that my ultimate wish is to find that company where I'll retire... actually, it's just that - Being a crammer, I can't handle resignation slash pre-employment stress very well.&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/7498557-745937132266242727?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/745937132266242727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=745937132266242727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/745937132266242727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/745937132266242727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/09/season-of-beeseeness.html' title='Season of beeseeness!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5762284407771146934</id><published>2011-09-09T13:35:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T23:19:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still on the bittersweet resignation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;This is the 2nd part of my previous post. (I really wanted to write more about it, thing is I have a non-office work related deadline to meet. LOL, details later. Don't you just hate it when you're busy and you're so in the mood to write!?) Here's the unabridged version... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last last week, I filed my resignation, which wasn't announced to everyone until last friday. Initial reaction was, "&lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt;?". But, as I told one of my bosses, "&lt;i&gt;it's not you, it's me&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;-- HAHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really. People are nice, environment's really light and comfy, everyones within a thin age range so there's no much politics. Thing is, it's been 1.5 years already and I'm still bug-fixing on the client side, on the same project I worked on since I got in. I know it's a very short span of time to get tired of something. I dunno, I guess that's how it is if you're into core programming and you know you can do so much more outside HTML, Javascript and JSP. UI-side I mean. yes, purely UI-side. At first I thought this is actually perfect. You know, I get a &lt;i&gt;just right &lt;/i&gt;salary for a &lt;i&gt;just right &lt;/i&gt;workload, then maintain the healthy social life outside of work. But then I guess the cons will just nudge you time to time if you're NOT at the right age yet to settle on something that's "just right"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So months ago, I tried exploring opportunities. Actually, it's more of a self-evaluation or self-assurance thing. BUT, Instead of feeling "it's ok not to get a new job, I'm okay with my current one anyway" ...this searching season actually crushed me. I FAILED in initial interviews and technical exams. Okay, I don't mean to sound like it's so plenty. It's just that -- okay call me brat or arrogant or whatever -- I'm not used to failing these stuff. Two (yes, just two) failures made me think that there's definitely something wrong with me. That's when I realized that I need to catch up, to redeem myself, to improve, because I'm still single (unmarried), and minding no one else but myself. I'm not yet ready to settle careerwise. Don't you think? I need a job where I'm valuable so that when I pause someday because of marriage or motherhood or whatever, there's something "huge" to return to. That's when I can "settle". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after N months, or after about half a year, I talked to my head about it, then to our general manager. As expected, they asked me what could make me stay. I know this part - You know, this is the part where you can ask for a higher salary, right? But I didn't do that. Getting a counter offer is just not my thing. For one, it's like &lt;i&gt;pera o bayong&lt;/i&gt; -- you already chose money, so it's better not to know what's in the bayong just to avoid regrets and complications. Two, it would be unfair for the rest of the employees who has been more loyal to their work way more than I was. Three, what will change in my work if I get a higher salary? none. I don't want to be "patched temporarily" when I know that I'll still end up with the same rant after another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I guess this is the reason why my decision is firm - because it's been a thing I've been going through for how many months now. I feel like I've given the company a chance before making an impulsive decision. I waited and nothing has changed, so that's it. I've weighed all options -- even the possibility of demanding for a higher salary -- to justify my growing hate for the work. But I know that in the long run, my dilemma will still be the same. So now, even if I'm feeling sad and all, I'm ironically NOT feeling any regret or what, I just feel like I have to do this. And this was justified even more by some colleagues who said they're happy for me. Funny huh? this is the my only resignation where I got the line "&lt;i&gt;I'm happy for you&lt;/i&gt;", when in fact I didn't utter anything about being happy to resign. I guess my aura just exuded it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the title of this post, I've been calling my resignation "&lt;i&gt;bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;". No, I actually got that from Lou, after he has seen me rant and rave about this whole thing. Of course, the rant is that I'm gonna leave the comfort zone, and my awesome officemates. But in spite of it all, I'm going to "reunite" with my first work family ...&lt;b&gt;CAI-STA&lt;/b&gt;. I can't believe it. I mean, I know you think it's easy for go back there, but it's not. The first time I attempted to apply there again, the interviewer didn't like me (count that as one of the failures I mentioned about). This is actually the second one! But this time it was they who called me, and it's as if they're willing to settle this time for someone who can't do specifics at the start but can work and learn from the core. "settle" -- lol, that's how my current job lowered my self esteem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself thought it would be absurd to make such decision. It's like breaking up with a cool boyfriend to be reunited with an ex I left for qualities he lacked. HAHAHA! That's just what it seemed of course ...but 4 years has already passed, most of the people I knew there already left, I'll be a part of a different team with new faces and they're putting me in a project that requires Java and SQL. Not like before when they'd put me in .NET or Java, wherever bug fixing is needed. So, to me, it seems that moving "back" in this case is as good as moving to a new one. I hope! And, why ponder so much on going back... This is like &lt;b&gt;now or never&lt;/b&gt;, when it comes to getting that type of work I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my motto goes, there is no perfect company. But there will always be sets of imperfections that one can swallow, depends on his lifestyle, priorities or personality. Sadly, in my case I failed to see that set of imperfections in this company, or maybe, like what I said in my &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-i-dreaded-most-as-synchronican.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;, priorities just change. And it could be like this as long as I'm at the late 20s, or even while I'm single. But as in my previous resignations, my wish stays the same -- to finally find that set of imperfections the will fit me right, to settle in the company where I will retire, and to say &lt;i&gt;"nah, I'm already good here"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And contrary to whatever negative I'm probably implying right now... I loved Sync. I really did, and I still do. it wasn't an easy decision to leave, it breaks my heart just to imagine how my last day would be. Too bad, some things just can't work perfectly for each and everyone all the time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo that's it! For the 3rd time I'm gonna say - This is it, c'est la vie, and good luck to me!&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/7498557-5762284407771146934?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5762284407771146934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5762284407771146934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5762284407771146934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5762284407771146934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-on-bittersweet-resignation.html' title='Still on the bittersweet resignation...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5548500583589952187</id><published>2011-09-06T13:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:10:50.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I dreaded most as a synchronican came...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;My resignation. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I actually don't like job hopping (gee, I'm off to my 4th already!). It's just that, priorities always change. especially at 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I'm actually tired of explaining. I'm tired of battling with myself just to justify why I'm leaving this awesome company. Because truth is, as much as I wanted the opportunity outside to improve myself, I loved the company. I loved it probably more than my previous jobs ...even if ironically, this is the shortest stay (1.5 years). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't pinpoint what exactly I loved. Perhaps it's the fusion of the people, the workload, the comfort (being located 20 mins away from home, by walking), and the fact that at the start, I gave my undivided love and attention to this company, being single back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or I'm just being too sentimental, as always. Resignations will never be easy. :(&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/7498557-5548500583589952187?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5548500583589952187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5548500583589952187&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5548500583589952187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5548500583589952187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-i-dreaded-most-as-synchronican.html' title='What I dreaded most as a synchronican came...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7646398185364937911</id><published>2011-08-31T08:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:34:46.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Eliminating fast, instant, preserved food...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a post I've left and forgotten in &lt;a href='http://www.scribefire.com/'&gt;ScribeFire&lt;/a&gt; ages ago. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, I'm enticed to overhaul my entire diet, after my sister shared the story of one woman she met in a retreat: This woman was diagnosed with a stage 1 (or 2?) cancer but she opted not to undergo chemotherapy. Instead, she shifted to a no-meat, mostly raw veggies diet (forgot the diet's name!) - where meals are composed of raw veggies, steamed crops (I believe no one can eat raw crops hehe), tofu, beans, and nuts. Sometimes seaweeds, if she's craving for salt. Then... the cancer was gone! zero. no medications, no procedures! It really amazed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed in the diet, though I wasn't that enticed to do it for myself ...until I had lunch with a friend who has a neighbor (stage 4 breast cancer) who had the same story! Then we began talking about cancer: what's up with cancer? It seems to be a trend, when it seemed rare during the time of our grandparents! And when you think about it, there seems to be just one thing that changed over the years: the food we eat. This is the generation of fast, instant, canned foods, right? So yes, we can all blame cancer to preservatives, chemicals, to whatever that's inside these unnatural foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my (long term) goal now is to shift to all natural, vege-white meat diet. with carbs. haha! I started last last week when it was Udon Night, Lou and I agreed to have kare udon (udon with curry) with coconut milk. Originally I planned to use either canned or powdered coconut milk, it's the easiest way! Then I realized, when can I start with this all-natural thing if I can't go outside the comfort zone to learn the "originals"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the fresh goods section of shopwise, where they sell coconuts per piece, and even grate it for free! Shopwise guy taught me that I should also get the juice (how kind! Other stores keep the juice for themselves if you're just after the meat!), he told me that most buyers get the juice and use it instead of water, because it gives more flavor when used to produce the milk. So, I got one - the grated coconut meat plus the juice, for only P30! Yes, I went through the hassle of squeezing, but in the end I loved it!&lt;a href='http://muntingkusina.blogspot.com/2011/07/kare-udon.html'&gt; My kare udon&lt;/a&gt;'s soup was really smooth and tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't believe it, I made a coconut milk based dish from scratch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm doing this kind of stuff lately, with little failures and relapses of course. It's really hard to completely let go of red meat, flavorings and instant foods! As for me, it's harder coz I buy in bulk most of the time, so I still have those unwanted goods which I bought 2 months ago (such as sinigang mixes, and bouillon cubes) but for a start, I also tried cooking sinigang without using sinigang mix. I used green mango! It was as good as sinigang sa sampaloc or kamias! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to be focused and conscious on this gradual shift, for 2-3 months more (Besides I still have a lot of instant goods to dispose in my kitchen/ref). It's near impossible but at least now I know that it is &lt;i&gt;feasible&lt;/i&gt;. Others can do it, so can I. Good luck to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;edit -  found it in google! diet's name is &lt;b&gt;naturopathy&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7646398185364937911?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7646398185364937911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7646398185364937911&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7646398185364937911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7646398185364937911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/08/eliminating-fast-instant-preserved-food.html' title='Eliminating fast, instant, preserved food...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3335302678095550991</id><published>2011-08-20T04:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:27:47.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Manila Domestic Airport</title><content type='html'>It's been centuries ago since I last visited this old Manila domestic airport! Actually, I thought this airport no longer exists! Apparently, this still serves Seair and Zest Air (and other small planes, I guess). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was frustrating at first, knowing that this airport is already too old and ugly, and most of the time, chaotic. But I guess that was just the memory that Cebu Pacific left. &lt;b&gt;Now, this airport is cleaner, less crowded and more organized&lt;/b&gt;. Or maybe because it's still early? (4am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the amenities, look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/6060119002/" title="Manila Domestic Airport by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6060119002_54813d9228.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Manila Domestic Airport"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also improved a lot - I don't remember this prayer room and laptop area before! Then, across these are enclosed areas for the Infant Feeding Station and the Kiddie Traveler's Lounge! While everything else's pretty much the same, like the old cold stainless seats, it's still so nice to see that this airport has improved, rather than left ugly for the country's minor airlines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, there's FREE and FAST WIFI connection, exactly why I can blog NOW!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I recall the crowded and chaotic check-in lines of Cebu Pacific in Terminal 3, and the long walks to far gates, I guess I'm liking Manila Domestic Airport more. hehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, still, BOOOOO for the P200 terminal fee!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3335302678095550991?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3335302678095550991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3335302678095550991&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3335302678095550991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3335302678095550991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/08/manila-domestic-airport.html' title='Manila Domestic Airport'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6060119002_54813d9228_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5247084142179379149</id><published>2011-08-07T17:35:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T05:16:04.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>WOFEX 2011</title><content type='html'>Weeks ago, Lou got his 2nd (and thus far the most &lt;i&gt;sulit&lt;/i&gt;) deal from &lt;a href="http://cashcashpinoy.com/"&gt;cashcashpinoy&lt;/a&gt; - tickets to &lt;b&gt;World Food Expo 2011&lt;/b&gt;! Originally, it's at P100 per head, but through cashcashpinoy, Lou got it for P100 for two! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so saturday (yesterday), the last day of the event, we went to World Trade Expo to use our voucher. Turns out that World Food Expo's not only a showcase of foods, but also a really good venue to scout for restaurant needs (if you own one, of course. haha), and to get a business idea if you're into cooking, baking, brewing, franchising, reselling, EVERTYHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us &lt;i&gt;plain &lt;/i&gt;visitors, it was a&lt;i&gt; worthy lunch&lt;/i&gt;. No, there was no free lunch, but almost each booth had something &lt;b&gt;free &lt;/b&gt;for the visitors to taste. As far as I can remember, we had&lt;b&gt; at least&lt;/b&gt; 15 free tastes from different manufacturers/ distrubutors/ restaurants/ food carts - such as kropek, cookies, hopia, popcorn, meatloaf, flavored rice, cheese, noodles, nuts, dried fruits, tea, smoothies and coffee! (&lt;i&gt;Really, I'm thankful that our tummies survived!&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I also enjoyed buying products that I don't usually see in the supermarket. I got a pack of oyster mushrooms for only P25, a pack of mixed nuts + dried fruits for P65, and a bottle of locally made vanilla flavoring (for my ice cream) for only P35. Too bad we had a prayer meeting to attend at night, so we weren't able to buy the rest we wanted, like the frozen products, which were a lot &lt;b&gt;cheaper &lt;/b&gt;compared outside! (This &lt;a href="http://agents.nespresso-pro.com/en/"&gt;Nespresso&lt;/a&gt; got me interested by the way. The coffee is good, and the brewer is really cool! I'm wishing that one day I'll rent this for an event. I got their business card and brochure. Who knows!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was an awesome event - something I'll look forward to in the future if I need to put up a food-related business. (or if I want to refill my food stash ...or if I just want the free taste. hehehe!) Next time too I'd probably invite my business-minded friends, WOFEX is just the perfect event for them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5247084142179379149?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5247084142179379149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5247084142179379149&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5247084142179379149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5247084142179379149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/08/wofex-2011.html' title='WOFEX 2011'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6200017818648387920</id><published>2011-07-21T13:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:30:31.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><title type='text'>Cinemalaya - Busong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Last night was my 2nd time to watch a &lt;a href='http://cinemalaya.org/'&gt;Cinemalaya&lt;/a&gt; film, like it's becoming a tradition with Lou since we checked out Cinemalaya 2010, where we watched &lt;a href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/07/cinemalaya-limbunan.html'&gt;Limbunan&lt;/a&gt; -- Yes "a friend" in that post is actually Lou! haha! Anyway, this time we watched &lt;a href='http://busongpalawanfate.com/'&gt;Busong&lt;/a&gt;, another artsy film about the Filipino culture. This time, setting's in &lt;b&gt;Palawan&lt;/b&gt;. Almost the whole time, I was comparing it with Limbunan - both were stories showing native practices, and both had long unnecessary scenes. The whole time I was thinking, &lt;i&gt;Seriously, should all indie films be like this?!&lt;/i&gt; hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I can say, Busong is a lot more worth it. It was like 3 stories within one big story, showing off Palawan's nice beaches and forests. Overall, cinematography was good. Subtly it was their way to promote tourism, and their advocacy to stop the nickel mining. Story-wise, it was interesting, as it was all about an ailing girl and those who helped her along the way, who each had a little story. The story generally exuded each one's &lt;i&gt;Busong&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;b&gt;Palawan Fate&lt;/b&gt;. (It's only now that I knew, &lt;i&gt;Palawan&lt;/i&gt; is how they used to call their natives, and it's pronounced as &lt;i&gt;pa-lawan&lt;/i&gt;. not pa-la-wan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a title='Cinemalaya 2011 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5959480051/'&gt;&lt;img height='338' width='500' alt='Cinemalaya 2011' src='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6030/5959480051_dbf44f44b4.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title='Cinemalaya 2011 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5960040792/'&gt;&lt;img height='336' width='500' alt='Cinemalaya 2011' src='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6123/5960040792_dc04c95c1e.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember suggesting that before watching an indie film, research on reviews first or at least research on what it's all about, to somehow get an idea of the movie experience ahead. Having watched 2 indie films already, I can also say that, if it's dramatic or related to Filipino culture, expect very long scenes, with ethnic background music. haha! And, if you can't get the movie you want (like us, we initially wanted &lt;b&gt;Ang Babae sa Septic Tank&lt;/b&gt; but tickets were sold out), go for the movie that will be shown in  Tanghalang Nicanor Abelardo, the Main Theatre of CCP. It has a large seating capacity - chances are, it's a good Cinemalaya entry, and/or it has a short speech from the producer/director/casts after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, do watch in CCP instead of Greenbelt. CCP has a really artsy and patriotic aura, having all students, yuppies, film buffs, theater actors in one place. Plus it has the exhibit of all entries! (or okay, that's just our preference. Gotta reminisce about our 2nd date eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5959982429/" title="cinemalaya 2010 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6006/5959982429_f7dface523.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="cinemalaya 2010"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinemalaya 2010. Time flies!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... that's it - my little contribution this year to our own film industry. Cinemalaya, see you next year! :)&lt;br /&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/7498557-6200017818648387920?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6200017818648387920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6200017818648387920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6200017818648387920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6200017818648387920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/cinemalaya-busong.html' title='Cinemalaya - Busong'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6030/5959480051_dbf44f44b4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8103283188115527712</id><published>2011-07-17T16:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:57:31.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Udon Night!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, I went back to &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-hatchin-grocery.html"&gt;New Hatchin&lt;/a&gt; to buy udon noodles and Japanese rice, and ended up buying fried tofu as well. Finally too I asked about their macha powder - good news, they do sell it ...Bad news, it's always out of stock, and their next refill is next next week! Oh well! Anyway, coz of the nama (raw) udon and fried tofu I got, and the cute fish cakes I discovered in Shopwise, I came up with a new dish the next day: &lt;b&gt;YAKIUDON&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5939006364/" title="Yakiudon by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6146/5939006364_0ba622e2bc.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="Yakiudon"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out my recipe at &lt;a href="http://muntingkusina.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://muntingkusina.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; -- It's my new blog by the way, intended solely for my recipes. I came up with this because I keep on forgetting the ingredients and proportions each time I cook something for the 2nd time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lou and I were both happy with the new dish, that we decided - From now on, Thursday night is UDON NIGHT. Which is actually a challenge because you can't really cook a lot of variations using udon, or any kind of noodles. AND, so far, recipes on our queue are quite complicated - &lt;b&gt;Kare Udon&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Udon in Laksa Soup&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PRESSURE*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8103283188115527712?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8103283188115527712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8103283188115527712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8103283188115527712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8103283188115527712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/udon-night.html' title='Udon Night!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6146/5939006364_0ba622e2bc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-9089688213844604978</id><published>2011-07-12T15:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T08:58:16.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>New Hatchin Grocery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I was so giddy to find out that there's a Japanese Grocery store near my place - &lt;b&gt;New Hatchin&lt;/b&gt;. Actually I've been seeing their sign since I moved,  but I never had the chance to find out what it really was, as it closes early (7pm). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my chance, as I went home at 4:30 pm (whoa!) and I was happy to see that it was a grocery store, selling Japanese stuff... not just the usual cute japanese stuff, but also supermarket goods, including raw ingredients you'd need for Japanese dishes! The place isn't really big though, not like the supermarkets in Japan of course, but it reminded me of my last day in Osaka when Andie and I were shopping for our pasalubong. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just &lt;i&gt;window&lt;/i&gt; shopped, as I just recently refilled my fridge. But I'll certainly go back to buy Japanese rice (they sell it in small packs, not like in Landmark), raw Udon, Nori for soups/noodles, meats (thinly sliced beef!), takoyaki, tonkatsu sauce and (if available...) some mochi and breads with fillings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda frustrated though, as I didn't see any Macha (green tea) powder. I've been planning to make green tea ice cream for a veeery long time now, I just can't do it coz I lack this very important ingredient! oh well. Orrr maybe I wasn't persistent enough. Perhaps I should ask on my next visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait! :)&lt;br /&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/7498557-9089688213844604978?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/9089688213844604978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=9089688213844604978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/9089688213844604978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/9089688213844604978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-hatchin-grocery.html' title='New Hatchin Grocery'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6744787953722031628</id><published>2011-07-08T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T16:37:31.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>I'm in the office and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5915060736/" title="beer at work by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5315/5915060736_70056aa26a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="beer at work"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I know right?! there's certainly something wrong in this picture! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a beer day! &lt;a href="http://www.synchronica.com/news/110630-synchronica-to-acquire-nokias-operator-branded-messaging-business.shtml"&gt;Cheers to Synchronica!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6744787953722031628?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.synchronica.com/news/110630-synchronica-to-acquire-nokias-operator-branded-messaging-business.shtml' title='I&apos;m in the office and...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6744787953722031628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6744787953722031628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6744787953722031628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6744787953722031628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-in-office-and.html' title='I&apos;m in the office and...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5315/5915060736_70056aa26a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2743045383245873993</id><published>2011-07-07T17:53:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T16:13:17.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>"I have two doctors, my left leg and my right." -G.M. Trevelyan</title><content type='html'>Since my gym membership is currently frozen (till the end of the month. as I failed to pay on time. arr.), &lt;b&gt;I've been walking a lot as an alternative exercise&lt;/b&gt;. I'd walk from my office to my house, or from my house to Shopwise, or from my house to Ayala Triangle after work. It shouldn't be so bad as an alternative exercise -- I read an interesting &lt;a href="http://walking.about.com/od/beginners/tp/startwalking.htm"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; where it says, we should start walking because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Walkers Live Longer&lt;br /&gt;2. Walking Helps Prevent Weight Gain&lt;br /&gt;3. You Can Walk Off Weight (for long-term weight loss)&lt;br /&gt;4. Walking Reduces Risk of Cancer&lt;br /&gt;5. Walking Reduces Risk of Heart Disease and Stroke&lt;br /&gt;6. Walking Reduces Diabetes Risk&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking Boosts Your Brain Power&lt;br /&gt;8. Walking Improves Mood and Relieves Stress&lt;br /&gt;9. Walking Can Prevent Erectile Dysfunction (n/a for me, of course. haha)&lt;br /&gt;10. It's Easy to Get Started Walking&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, it maintains my active lifestyle, hence it's easier to get up in the morning. Secondly, it keeps me warm (not fever-like. but rather the opposite of "&lt;i&gt;ginawin&lt;/i&gt;"). It also makes my exercise dynamic, seeing different views, unlike in the gym where I'd rely just on the TV or on my music to avoid boredom. Best of all, at the end of the day, it makes me feel like I've had a good workout without feeling exhausted from strenuous cardio exercises, thus I'm having more time for myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2743045383245873993?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2743045383245873993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2743045383245873993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2743045383245873993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2743045383245873993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/walking-as-exercise.html' title='&quot;I have two doctors, my left leg and my right.&quot; -G.M. Trevelyan'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8425911255915433830</id><published>2011-07-06T13:15:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:47:30.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Happy Cream Puff</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to visit Dulcinea yesterday for a cream puff. &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/zettai-kareshi.html"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/a&gt; made me crave too much, especially when they ate cream puffs. Oh, the custard cream on their lips! I want that too! Just out of the blue though, I remembered there's a cream puff shop near my workplace. After recalling and googling and all, I found it -- &lt;a href="http://www.happycreampuff.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Cream Puff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site made me drool. They sell all sorts of cream puff!!! So I changed my plan - after work, Happy Cream Puff it is! I told myself though that I should stick to my craving -&lt;i&gt; to buy just one, no glaze, no topping or what. I'm going to eat it on my way home, and that's it. I'm gonna end this week-long craving once and for all! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought, of course.&lt;b&gt; I ended up buying 3 plain cream puffs! &lt;/b&gt;huhu! Their shop's just so enticing! Well, at least I chose plain, right? haha! And as the 3 were neatly placed inside a box, I decided to just eat them at home. But I first decided to walk all the way home, to give myself a little exercise. Guilty much? hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5907291169/" title="Happy Cream Puff by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6020/5907291169_a14bba0d4e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Happy Cream Puff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5907325941/" title="Happy Cream Puff by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6048/5907325941_cc08097092.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Happy Cream Puff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO GOOD! The cream wasn't too sweet, the puff was soft and a bit crispy, and the quantity was just right (or maybe more than enough) for its price -- P30 each! I guess what makes it really good is their custard cream - it's flavored with real vanilla, and is piped in your puff only after ordering. (the black dots in the cream are vanilla beans. Can you see?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good I bought 3 pieces, coz my craving didn't end after eating one. I enjoyed the other two as much, for my breakfast the next day. They were really perfect for my coffee! Now I can't wait to visit the store again to try out their variations. mmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hmmm, I think it's too sinful if I visit for the 2nd time this week. I ate 3 in less than 24 hours!!! So, next week maybe!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8425911255915433830?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8425911255915433830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8425911255915433830&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8425911255915433830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8425911255915433830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-cream-puff.html' title='Happy Cream Puff'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6020/5907291169_a14bba0d4e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3955721516061350131</id><published>2011-07-01T18:24:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T15:04:28.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Rant &amp; Rave @ NSG</title><content type='html'>So finally, Lou and I used the 2 &lt;a href="http://www.cashcashpinoy.com/"&gt;cashcashpinoy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/pending-excitements.htm"&gt;vouchers we got last last month&lt;/a&gt;, for the &lt;b&gt;50% OFF on Food &amp; Drinks at National Sports Grill&lt;/b&gt;. We got two P250 vouchers, or &lt;b&gt;P500 for meals worth P1000!&lt;/b&gt; It sounded really good ...at first. Then we realized, it just means -- on the average -- 3 meals. Not that we can finish 3 meals, but isn't it too little for 1k? &lt;i&gt;(Okay, maybe it's been a really really long time since I last visited NSG)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ordered Chicken Breast Platter&lt;i&gt; -- YUMMY!&lt;/i&gt;, Fore Cheese Pizza &lt;i&gt;-- PWEDE NA, and yes it's really "FORE" not "FOUR"&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;All-Star Patty Melt Burger&lt;/b&gt;! Just a bit of history: Lou has been looking forward to this "Burger", because it's worth P360, quite expensive compared to the average price of burgers here in the Metro -- &lt;i&gt;"WHY IS THIS BURGER P360?!?!", "IT MUST BE REALLY GOOD!"&lt;/i&gt;. What we both overlooked though is that it's&lt;i&gt; "a half pound burger with national sauce, onions and cheese all grilled on &lt;b&gt;rye bread&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;RYE BREAD&lt;/b&gt;. Poor boy, I saw his frustration when our "sandwich" was served! haha! Oh, another thing, the &lt;a href="http://www.munchpunch.com/3457/national-sports-grill-greenbelt-3/menu"&gt;munchpunch menu&lt;/a&gt; we've been checking out is a 'lil outdated... Price now is P375!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5890618710/" title="NSG's All-Star Patty Melt by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5280/5890618710_7d7bba210e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="NSG's All-Star Patty Melt"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-Star Patty Melt (poor quality pic, I just used my phone!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, honestly (not being biased on pricey burgers), &lt;b&gt;I loved the patty&lt;/b&gt;. It's tasty, and perhaps one of the thickest and juiciest I've tasted. Maybe it's their cheese and sauce too! And their fries, &lt;b&gt;I LOOOVE their fries&lt;/b&gt; - Thick, pure potato, and seasoned with cheese flavoring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foodtrip ended with around P70 in our bill, for the service charge (so we gave P100), and half of the pizza we decided to take out for Transformers. We concluded that the ambiance and service justifies everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;i&gt;hey&lt;/i&gt; there was one time when a waitress attempted to clean our table by removing one of our plates, which still had some fries (OH MY MAJOR PET PEEVE). but it's okay, it's an honest mistake. Oh, they forgot to return our change, which was okay, P30 goes to the tip anyway. Everything was &lt;i&gt;okay &lt;/i&gt;in spite of booboos, &lt;b&gt;until a waiter ran after Lou claiming we haven't paid our bill yet.&lt;/b&gt; Ooooh. That's it. Furious Lou said we already paid, in fact they did not return our change! Thus, Lou demanded our change in return. haha! &lt;i&gt;Sorry, tip na naging bato pa!&lt;/i&gt; tsk tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All in all, food was good, service was not.&lt;/b&gt; Up till now I'm feeling a bit bad for not making that date perfect. Just FYI, it was my super belated "birthday gift" for Lou, which we have been postponing since April. Hahahaha! Anyway, after having all those good and bad stuff in NSG... Am I still willing to eat there again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is &lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;, but only through cashcashpinoy or similar promos. Because NSG's worth is just 50% of their customers' bills. Watchathink? &lt;i&gt;It's my time of the month soon by the way, so... yes, I may be overreacting as well.&lt;/i&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3955721516061350131?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3955721516061350131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3955721516061350131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3955721516061350131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3955721516061350131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/07/rant-rave-nsg.html' title='Rant &amp; Rave @ NSG'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5280/5890618710_7d7bba210e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3458320000682498797</id><published>2011-06-30T17:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:45:02.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><title type='text'>Zettai Kareshi</title><content type='html'>I'm now hooked to &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Zettai_Kareshi"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/a&gt;! It's a Japanese live-action series based on Manga, recommended by my officemate, Cherry. It's a love story between a girl who never had a boyfriend, and a robot. &lt;b&gt;yes, a ROBOT&lt;/b&gt;, experimented by a company wanting to sell &lt;i&gt;ideal boyfriends&lt;/i&gt; in the future. &lt;b&gt;("Zettai Kareshi" = Absolute Boyfriend)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK RIGHT!? HAHAHA! I actually don't know how to react to some romantic scenes. In my head I always end up saying &lt;i&gt;"mennn, but he's a robot!"&lt;/i&gt;, BUT it's really really funny! I think I just found the rebound after &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_I_Met_Your_Mother"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3458320000682498797?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3458320000682498797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3458320000682498797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3458320000682498797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3458320000682498797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/zettai-kareshi.html' title='Zettai Kareshi'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4300526502660350763</id><published>2011-06-26T14:53:00.040+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:39:02.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Father's day @ Bluroze</title><content type='html'>(1 week overdue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We normally spend father's day just at home - mama would either cook something special, or have something delivered, if she's feeling so lazy. This time though, we decided to spend it outside metro manila, as mama also wanted to see the new ACTex - a highway connecting the old SLEX to Star Tollway, making Lipa City reachable by &lt;b&gt;JUST 1 hour&lt;/b&gt; from Alabang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5871581749/" title="06192011335 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5112/5871581749_0605eb171f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="06192011335"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTex (Alabang-Calamba-Sto Tomas expressway)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As suggested by my officemate Glenn, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.blurozephilippines.com/"&gt;Bluroze&lt;/a&gt; Farms and Wildlife, Lipa City, Batangas. It's a mish mash of awesomeness - it's a farm, resort, events place, teambuilding venue, retreat destination, and zoo ALL IN ONE! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5872125646/" title="06192011424 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5872125646_13560d8186.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="06192011424"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ostriches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5871568453/" title="06192011389 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/5871568453_1c1c6e9fc5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="06192011389"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human maze, I really love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We "youngsters" enjoyed the animals and the playground, especially the maze! It was really fun! As for mama, she was amazed with how fast our travel was &lt;i&gt;(really, celebrating father's day was just her secondary agenda! haha)&lt;/i&gt; and with Bluroze's cheap rates - We paid just &lt;b&gt;P175&lt;/b&gt;/head for the entrance fee, which includes lunch!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what papa liked, but he said he wants to go back when it's no longer muddy (it was rainy!). He'd also like to stay overnight next time. I guess papa's always after the comfort, and not the activities. hehe. I'm pretty sure though he enjoyed his liempo meal! (yes, bad for his health! but we allowed him to order something fatty just this once, it's father's day anyway!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5871548337/" title="06192011417 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/5871548337_1e1c2563c9_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="06192011417"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5871548333/" title="06192011416 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5026/5871548333_c99de8492a_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="06192011416"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5871548331/" title="06192011401 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5871548331_38eeb32373_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="06192011401"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5871548325/" title="06192011368 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5315/5871548325_ea4247f1f3_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="06192011368"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was so-so. I ordered liempo too, Mama ordered tilapia, Lou and the kids ordered burger steak. They weren't bad but not extraordinary either. But I loved their bottomless chicken soup with some malunggay,&lt;b&gt; hot chocolate (tablea. mmm!)&lt;/b&gt; and their cheap desserts - buko salad, leche flan and mais con hielo - they were all below 100, and could be shared by two! I'm kinda frustrated though coz they don't have &lt;b&gt;Bulalo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(a Batangas trip - on a rainy day - isn't complete without Bulalo!!!)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is good for big groups or team building events. Or for communities wanting a different venue for their retreat/recollection -- they have a chapel and a garden for the stations of the cross! They also have a swimming pool, but it's exclusive only to the occupants of the private villa, which is intended for 20 people ...I'm wondering what the regular rooms have to offer. I guess they're good if you just want to pigout, drink and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else can be enjoyed in just one afternoon, so all in all it's a good day trip destination, for both adults and kids. Good enough for our Father's day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4300526502660350763?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4300526502660350763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4300526502660350763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4300526502660350763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4300526502660350763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-bluroze.html' title='Father&apos;s day @ Bluroze'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5112/5871581749_0605eb171f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8546266973671388281</id><published>2011-06-17T18:28:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:20:28.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dlsu'/><title type='text'>06.16.11 - La Salle's 100th!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;06.16.11&lt;/b&gt; - La Salle's 100th year of existence in the country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I can just be apathetic or at most join the bandwagon in posting DLSU-related stuff in FB ...but then I realized, &lt;b&gt;how many centennials can you celebrate in a lifetime?&lt;/b&gt; So at the last minute I attempted to grab a centennial concert ticket ...but as expected, it was sold out. So I just went to DLSU after work, with no definite plans. &lt;i&gt;"fireworks will do"&lt;/i&gt;, I told myself. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What actually happened though was about &lt;i&gt;2 hours&lt;/i&gt; of walking back and forth from Yuchenco to Gox, then back to Yuchenco again, with Del and Sally. I've already missed a lot of activities, but at least I saw a bit of &lt;i&gt;String &amp; Stanzas &lt;/i&gt;(some centennial performance of Chamber Ensemble I guess?), a bit of the street party/free concert in Agno, and the contagious party mood of everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least too I had the whole night to walk on the halls of DLSU, it's all worth it when it's only once in a blue moon to see SO MANY people inside the school, [almost] all wearing green centennial shirts (in different designs!). What's more rewarding for the almuni (like me!) is to see how DLSU evolved since graduation. The aquarium -- for example -- has &lt;a href="http://www.panogio.com/philippines/5541104121892"&gt;this colorful mural&lt;/a&gt; already (thanks raffy for the link!), &lt;b&gt;the football field is gone&lt;/b&gt; (which is actually sad for me...), and the cybernook has a totally different aura, having couches and CBTL inside! wow, right? As if it was really long ago since I last visited DLSU. I think my last visit was just 2 years ago! Some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5869545542/" title="me and sally and the mural by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5307/5869545542_4bdf6a4829_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="me and sally and the mural"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5868987967/" title="me @ cybernook (coffee bean and tea leaf behind me) by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/5868987967_2f29d8831f_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="me @ cybernook (coffee bean and tea leaf behind me)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5842046906/" title="strings and stanzas by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5029/5842046906_77208ffb04_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="strings and stanzas"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5842046898/" title="del, me and ann infront of gox by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2784/5842046898_84b9b12922_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="del, me and ann infront of gox"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things never change though, funny how Del wanted to have a pic taken with this photocopier &lt;b&gt;under the stairs of Miguel building&lt;/b&gt;. Do you remember this area??? (HAHA, I remember sneakily looking at my left/right to check if someone is watching us while taking photos -- &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Katakot baka mahuli tayo ng DO!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Seriously, that's the first thing that popped in my head. Lasallian instict?! hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5842046912/" title="del, using ate's photocopier. tsk! by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2605/5842046912_db082c5166.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="del, using ate's photocopier. tsk!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lagot tayo kay mang jack..."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with an awesome 5mins-long fireworks, followed by the singing of alma mater song &lt;b&gt;led by Gary V&lt;/b&gt;! together with some lasallian stars on stage! It was oh so &lt;i&gt;nostalgic&lt;/i&gt; especially when the combined voices/cheers seemed as if it can be heard anywhere in metro manila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I was happy that I didn't let my laziness stop me from attending this centennial event, otherwise I missed a lot! I was overwhelmed too, knowing I just took part in DLSU's (perhaps) most important event ...of the &lt;i&gt;century&lt;/i&gt;. I was also tired, from the heat, the crowd, the walking and all ...but I was really really satisfied. Of course, more than anything else that night, I felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=green&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROUD TO BE A LASALLIAN.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; ANIMO LA SALLE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos I took: &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150215862467817&amp;comments"&gt;Fireworks&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150215891777817&amp;comments"&gt;Alma Mater Song led by Gary V&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8546266973671388281?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8546266973671388281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8546266973671388281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8546266973671388281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8546266973671388281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/061611-la-salles-100th.html' title='06.16.11 - La Salle&apos;s 100th!!!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5307/5869545542_4bdf6a4829_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4764151022688727145</id><published>2011-06-16T15:37:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T18:11:36.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in your name?</title><content type='html'>Our topic for lunch:&lt;i&gt; name origins&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't know exactly why my parents named me &lt;b&gt;Aleydis&lt;/b&gt;, "&lt;i&gt;wala lang&lt;/i&gt;!" as I always tell my friends when they ask. Sometimes I actually wish my name had a deep meaning! As far as I know, at least it was gotten from a &lt;i&gt;"book of uncommon names" &lt;/i&gt;which my mom borrowed from someone (or a book she actually owned, was borrowed by someone and was never returned, can't really remember...). Mennn, so I don't have any proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least too my name had 7 letters - a "&lt;i&gt;specification&lt;/i&gt;" my parents had, since&lt;b&gt; they both had first names and last names with 7 letters&lt;/b&gt;, giving us 3 siblings with 7-lettered first names, middle name and last name &lt;b&gt;(7-7-7!)&lt;/b&gt;. Thus it's been a joke that we each (being all girls) should marry a guy with a 7-lettered family name to continue the rule. Bad news is, both my sisters didn't marry guys with 7-lettered last names. Good news is, I'm still single - the only one left single - and my boyfriend's last name is 7 letters! (Lord, no one else can continue the trend, so please let this be it! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the nickname &lt;b&gt;Leda&lt;/b&gt; - I believe - came from the names of my parents Galileo and Zenaida. Though sometimes I'd like to think "Leda" has no meaning at all, otherwise it's unfair for my sisters who have nicknames based just on their full names, right? haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I like "&lt;i&gt;Leda&lt;/i&gt;" and how it's been tweaked by different people. My preschool teachers called me "&lt;i&gt;Leyda&lt;/i&gt;" or "&lt;i&gt;Aleyda&lt;/i&gt;" basing it from "Aleydis" I guess. Close friends call me "&lt;i&gt;Leds&lt;/i&gt;", Sometimes my sisters call me "&lt;i&gt;Led&lt;/i&gt;", while an ex boyfriend's mom called me "&lt;i&gt;Le&lt;/i&gt;". Can there be anything shorter? haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read: &lt;b&gt;My childhood friend called me "&lt;i&gt;Bed&lt;/i&gt;" because&lt;/b&gt; - as he explained - &lt;b&gt;pronouncing "Leda" with an "L" makes him spurt a lil of his saliva&lt;/b&gt; (eh...?! My mom found it amusing, so she uses &lt;i&gt;Bed&lt;/i&gt; too sometimes. errr.).  Oh, sometimes I use "&lt;i&gt;Lea&lt;/i&gt;" in Starbucks just so I don't have to spell my name (coz sometimes they write "&lt;i&gt;Leta&lt;/i&gt;" or "&lt;i&gt;Lena&lt;/i&gt;"!). There! Now I'm wondering if I still have a nickname out there that's yet to be discovered! hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so in short, &lt;i&gt;Aleydis&lt;/i&gt; is unique and patterned after some specs. While &lt;i&gt;Leda&lt;/i&gt; was derived from my parents' names, and varied in funny ways over the years. SO, My name isn't boring after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, what's in your name? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4764151022688727145?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4764151022688727145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4764151022688727145&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4764151022688727145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4764151022688727145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-in-your-name.html' title='What&apos;s in your name?'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7666008254019996803</id><published>2011-06-01T15:36:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:48:52.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos'/><title type='text'>Pending Excitements</title><content type='html'>It's hard to be excited about something you can't really prepare for yet! Lou and I booked 3 trips in advance: &lt;b&gt;Batanes&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Boracay&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Coron&lt;/b&gt;, for mid August, late September and mid October this year, respectively. Obviously, they're months away and it's still too early to book for hotels or to plan out the day-to-day itinerary -- also considering the weather conditions in those months (but I'm really praying none gets canceled!), and the budget which we haven't set aside yet. Oh well. At least it's already June 1, I can now say &lt;i&gt;"the next trip is 2 months away!"&lt;/i&gt;. well, technically. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm looking forward to is another deal we got from &lt;a href="http://www.cashcashpinoy.com" targe="_blank"&gt;www.cashcashpinoy.com&lt;/a&gt; ("another", because this is actually where we got the Coron trip) -- &lt;b&gt;Only P250 for P500 worth of food and drinks at National Sports Grill!!!&lt;/b&gt; Since I promised Lou that I'll treat him to a birthday date worth P1000, and since - for some reasons - more than a month has already passed, we decided to divide it into 3 different &lt;i&gt;feasible&lt;/i&gt; dates instead: Kung Fu Panda 2 - &lt;i&gt;check!&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;inuman&lt;/i&gt; date - &lt;i&gt;check!&lt;/i&gt; and dinner at NSG, where we'll use up this cashcash deal. We actually got &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; P250 deals, or &lt;b&gt;P500 for P1000 worth of food and drinks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quoting Lou's line: &lt;i&gt;ganon talaga ang birthday ko, matagal ang celebration. parang &lt;b&gt;Ramadan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering when we'll use them.... well, it's not yet set. Coz I promised myself that I should first make &lt;b&gt;10 gym visits&lt;/b&gt; before having another pigout date. well well well! Tomorrow night is my 9th! :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7666008254019996803?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7666008254019996803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7666008254019996803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7666008254019996803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7666008254019996803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/06/pending-excitements.html' title='Pending Excitements'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2135517042442955698</id><published>2011-05-27T11:03:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T10:26:46.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos'/><title type='text'>Bridal Shower SPArty!</title><content type='html'>Wed night was Mazel's bridal shower (as organized by Osy. Good job!), which was actually a &lt;i&gt;Sparty&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;b&gt;SPA party&lt;/b&gt;. And I was really amused, as it was my first time to attend one. Or maybe I did before, but this the first &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; one where there's even a program, and food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically we "surprised" Mazel (with quotes because she knew this all along!) with a party in &lt;b&gt;Holie Spa&lt;/b&gt;, where there's this&lt;i&gt; Bridal Shower package&lt;/i&gt; which includes a little buffet of carbonara, donuts and iced tea good for 10 people, and spa services also for 10 people (if your group is exactly 10, one can get 1 service. could be body massage, manicure, pedicure, foot spa or hot oil. If you're less than 10 then you can get 2 or more of these!). There's the party stuff too - decors, balloons, and guest book! The best part of this package is that they closed the entire biz for the night, to give way to our noise that will surely disturb the regular customers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is the &lt;b&gt;IDEAL&lt;/b&gt; bridal shower. I prefer this than those in motels - truth is, we girls want (and need) all the pampering before the big day, and we aren't really interested in the naughty and kinky side of bridal showers, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mazel still had her penis cake though c/o Vina. bwhahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holie Spa and Salon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit G8 Cityland Condominium 10&lt;br /&gt;Tower 2, H.V. Dela Costa corner Valero St.,&lt;br /&gt;Salcedo Village, Makati City &lt;br /&gt;8938953&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2135517042442955698?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2135517042442955698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2135517042442955698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2135517042442955698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2135517042442955698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/05/bridal-shower-sparty.html' title='Bridal Shower SPArty!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3946219493613615745</id><published>2011-05-23T16:32:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:34:01.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='csa'/><title type='text'>10 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;High School&lt;/b&gt;. What do I remember? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the rest, I can just say &lt;i&gt;"high school is where I had my first love and first heartache"&lt;/i&gt; -- true, for me and for almost everyone I know. But for me it's more than that. It's perhaps in high school where I first experienced the first real failure when I didn't get the course I first had in mind, the first real success when I graduated and finalized the course that will dictate the career I'll have probably for the next 30 years, and the buckets of farewell tears when I had to bid goodbye to friends who had to move abroad, to my entire barkada who'll take up college in different schools (&lt;i&gt;sounded really heavy, even though I knew that most will study just within Manila. haha!&lt;/i&gt;), and to my dear alma mater of course where I spent not only my high school, but also 12 years of my student life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also in high school where I learned to build serious dreams: &lt;i&gt;"I will study in ___", "I want to be a ___ ", "I want to marry ___ at the age of ___"&lt;/i&gt;. I also remember saying &lt;i&gt;"I will not frustrate my parents during college by not shifting courses, by not turning to vices and by not getting pregnant"&lt;/i&gt; (HAHA!), &lt;i&gt;"I want to get my own place at the age of ___, to live independently or to live with ___ &lt;/i&gt;(insert any HS girlfriend's name here), &lt;i&gt;then we will put up a ___ business..."&lt;/i&gt;, etc etc. Oh how life seemed easy back then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, just a few goals made it: &lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; I graduated college without shifting courses (and yes without vices, and without getting pregnant! haha!) &lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; I am happy with my career as a software programmer (DEVELOPER or ENGINEER, as a college prof corrected.) &lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; I am now living independently, I live solo, I take care of everything on my own. I may be far from the rest - having their own families or own businesses, but I'd like to think I've also gone far, crossed out a few items in my list as my principles, dreams and priorities have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if there's one thing you can't change over time, it would be the friendship, your bond with your high school friends. My sister once told me that during college, you'd feel you have moved on by replacing these high school friends with new friends, demanding school work, and distance BUT once you get all the time back (plus your own money this time!) you'll find yourself re-bonding with the friends you left in high school, maybe even more frequent than your other friends. And I couldn't agree more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my HS friends now at least 3x a year for birthday celebrations or plain coffee nights slash booze, plus around 2 out of town trips (considering I say no to some of these, due to time and budget constraints), plus the traditional themed Halloween and/or Christmas party. And when we're all together, we talk about the same kiddie topics - the rumors back in high school, the funny teachers, and the unforgettable incidents. Same stuff, really. But we never get tired of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say high school is the happiest period in one's life. I don't really agree with this - I think I was happy in college too, as much as I was happy in high school. Maybe too, I was happy at some points in my work life, as much as I was happy in high school and college. So you see, high school isn't really the happi&lt;i&gt;EST&lt;/i&gt;. Or "happy" is an understatement. Perhaps High School is best described as &lt;b&gt;the most unforgettable, the most life-defining, the most dramatic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to present: I was surprised to see 40+ FB notifications in my mail in just a span of 1 hour. apparently, a batchmate just added me in our High School batch (CSA 2001) FB group, created for an upcoming 10th year reunion. &lt;b&gt;10th year!!!&lt;/b&gt; N years ago, when I hear anything about an alumni homecoming in CSA or what, I'd usually say I won't go - it just feels too early, "&lt;i&gt;homecoming&lt;/i&gt;" sounds too old, it seems like you can't fit in any kind of reunion unless it's been years divisible by 10. right? right?! Goodness, now's the year I've been dreading to hear. THE 10th YEAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion is on &lt;b&gt;December 3, 2011&lt;/b&gt;, tentatively. everyone has been posting stuff in this group since it was created: some are excited, some have already expressed regret they can't come, some [those now living abroad] are hopeful it gets moved to a later date, some hope they get enough funds to fly home, some ask if they can bring their kid/s (KIDS!). Some are perhaps apathetic. It's been overwhelming at least for me, who wants to be a part of this rare event. &lt;b&gt;Why, I might wait for another 10 years for the next reunion, right?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Seriously... it's been 10 years?!?!?!?!) &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3946219493613615745?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3946219493613615745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3946219493613615745&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3946219493613615745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3946219493613615745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-years.html' title='10 years!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-831817641032882786</id><published>2011-05-10T14:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:45:24.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Chillax at Ronco</title><content type='html'>last weekend was my &lt;b&gt;first&lt;/b&gt; beach trip for the year! (with Lou, Del, Charles, RAFFY - he's here!, and Ann) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing spectacular -- &lt;a href="http://calatagan.com/ronco/"&gt;Ronco Beach Resort&lt;/a&gt; was really really far (somewhere in calatagan, batangas), the beach wasn't nice (sand wasn't fine, it's grassy when tide is low!) and our room wasn't really neat looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...BUT in the end, I loved the trip. The resort wasn't crowded, in fact I think for our entire stay, there were just 2 groups of guests - us, and a family of 4. It was really windy the entire time (dunno if it has something to do with the coming typhoon in Bicol, but anyway...), there was an awesome infinity pool, the stars were really clear at night ...and everything we ate were all home made, pinoy and best of all, cheap: GRILLED STUFFED BANGUS, GRILLED LIEMPO, GRILLED BURGER PATTIES, GRILLED EGGPLANTS, GREEN MANGOS WITH BAGOONG, TOMATOES, SALTED EGGS, CHICKEN PORK ADOBO, RED JUICY HOTDOGS, MARSHMALLOWS ...AND BEER! (so proud Ann and I prepared all of them, so proud of the boys too for their grilling skills!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what made the trip even better: no itinerary to follow, no boat ride to catch, no annoying resort guests, no much resort restrictions (we brought our food and drinks without corkage, we even brought our own rice cooker!!!), there's a masseuse who can give you a relaxing AND &lt;b&gt;CHEAP full body massage UNDER THE STARS&lt;/b&gt;. AND I was with an awesome company! What more can I ask for??? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5705792075/" title="infinity pool (raffy's shot) by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/5705792075_0d2824ace1_m.jpg" width="240" height="159" alt="infinity pool (raffy's shot)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5706357290/" title="me, ann and raffy (raffy's shot) by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2140/5706357290_f2c719c59f_m.jpg" width="240" height="159" alt="me, ann and raffy (raffy's shot)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5706357350/" title="mangoes from our own backyard (raffy's shot) by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/5706357350_8e7760eb6b_m.jpg" width="240" height="159" alt="mangoes from our own backyard (raffy's shot)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5706357228/" title="inihaw na liempo!!! (raffy's shot) by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3411/5706357228_4e9ddffb94_m.jpg" width="240" height="159" alt="inihaw na liempo!!! (raffy's shot)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This now defines my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ideal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; beach trip -- Oh, I'm getting old! =|&lt;br /&gt;[thanks raffy for the awesome shots!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-831817641032882786?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/831817641032882786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=831817641032882786&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/831817641032882786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/831817641032882786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/05/chillax-at-ronco.html' title='Chillax at Ronco'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/5705792075_0d2824ace1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7151863129560084346</id><published>2011-04-22T21:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:46:11.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Visita Iglesia (...pati na rin zoo. haha!)</title><content type='html'>My Maundy Thursday was supposedly just a rest day, as usual ...till Lou suggested (just the night before!) to do a &lt;i&gt;visita iglesia&lt;/i&gt; all around Manila. BY FOOT. I was excited - last time I did one was during elementary - papa and mama were still so into it, we'd go church-hopping around Makati. BY CAR btw. So now, visita iglesia with a boyfriend, and by foot, is certainly something to look forward to isn't it? :P Here's what actually happened though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started at taft (Lou's place) -&gt; Vito cruz -&gt; Adriatico. Before reaching Quirino, we passed by the walls of Manila Zoo - Lou shared his childhood days, when his mom would bring him and his siblings there on some weekends, just to see animals. While me, I shared that I've &lt;b&gt;NEVER &lt;/b&gt;been to Manila Zoo, EVER. That the first time I saw giraffes and elephants was just 2 years ago, in Malaysia. Shame on me. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached the entrance of Manila Zoo. To our surprise, it was &lt;b&gt;OPEN&lt;/b&gt;! Instantly, Lou suggested to check it out, besides, one - we've walked long enough that we need some shade for rest, two - it's cheap anyway (P40!), and three - &lt;b&gt;I've never seen it&lt;/b&gt;. I remember standing at the entrance for a while saying, "&lt;i&gt;wow, so we're going to have a date here in Manila Zoo? now??! you're the best boyfriend ever!!!&lt;/i&gt;" - just like a kid brought to a toy store for the first time. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5642760539/" title="manila zoo by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5029/5642760539_e23de0491a.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="manila zoo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manila zoo's one and only elephant&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my impression - there's nothing really spectacular in this zoo as they say. But contrary to what most say, most animals were actually healthy and interesting (heard rumors before that animals were either obese or too skinny). It's not so bad after all! It's just sad there's no giraffe. hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the main course. From Manila Zoo, we passed by Quirino Ave -&gt; Roxas -&gt; then stopped at the first item on the list, &lt;b&gt;Malate Church&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5642772759/" title="malate church by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5309/5642772759_aa6d11cacc.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="malate church"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malate church&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on time for their &lt;i&gt;Last Supper&lt;/i&gt;. We didn't finish the program though as it was already almost 4pm. After a few prayers, we started walking again, within streets of Malate then Ermita. Then we stopped at our list's 2nd item, &lt;b&gt;Ermita Church&lt;/b&gt; (Nuestra Senora de Guia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5642779703/" title="ermita church by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5185/5642779703_af145c6dbd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="ermita church"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermita church&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I was already too tired to walk. While Lou still had the energy, we both agreed that it's been a long tiring afternoon, that coz of the energy we used up in Manila Zoo... we'll have to skip the 2 remaining churches in our list, Manila Cathedral and San Agustin Church. Oh well. I can say though it's a big accomplishment considering I'm already used to bumming around every Maundy Thursday. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day wasn't over though. After a few prayers in Ermita Church, we walked back to Malate via Baywalk this time. We enjoyed the sunset and the street foods: squid balls, sweet corn, lumpia, and halo-halo. It was a lot, but I never felt guilty about it. I felt like we deserve it - we've been walking the entire afternoon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5642794907/" title="sunset @ manila bay by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5642794907_b456367d95.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="sunset @ manila bay"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset @ manila bay :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day I was so thankful as I was given a chance to do this tradition again, thanks to Lou. I'm also thankful I survived the walking and the afternoon heat! This motivated me to do better next year - to wear real hiking footwear (I wore just flipflops. hahaha!), to bring an umbrella ...and to make a list of churches PLUS the prayer intentions for each &amp;mdash; with this last goal, I believe we'll make our next visita iglesia more serious, and will therefore stop ourselves from any tempting side trips. haha! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7151863129560084346?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7151863129560084346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7151863129560084346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7151863129560084346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7151863129560084346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/04/visita-iglesia-pati-na-rin-zoo-haha.html' title='Visita Iglesia (...pati na rin zoo. haha!)'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5029/5642760539_e23de0491a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4459836693154067918</id><published>2011-04-19T11:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:46:29.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>just coffee, i guess.</title><content type='html'>I am bored at work, at home, in &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt; generally. While I've been pondering on what exactly can solve this boredom, sometimes deep down I feel like I just need &lt;b&gt;caffeine&lt;/b&gt; again to cheer myself up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been &lt;b&gt;41 days&lt;/b&gt; since my last coffee (before Ash Wednesday!) -- it's the longest coffee abstinence I made ever! I'm really hoping that's just it. After Easter, I'll grab a VENTI and see if things will be better from there. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4459836693154067918?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4459836693154067918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4459836693154067918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4459836693154067918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4459836693154067918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-coffee-i-guess.html' title='just coffee, i guess.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2322168426382919077</id><published>2011-04-12T19:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:47:02.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>birthdays - diet.pause();</title><content type='html'>It was the weekend of birthdays, so as I told fb - diet.pause(); hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy Lou treated us (his family plus me) to dinner, at &lt;b&gt;Yakimix&lt;/b&gt; Tomas Morato. As always, I looked forward to that bottomless grilled bacon! And as always too, I went home really full and satisfied! &lt;b&gt;yumyummmm bacon forever!!!&lt;/b&gt; Added to my personal fave this time: japanese spicy bacon, sweet corn, and shrimps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time too, I loved their &lt;i&gt;ice cream + leche flan + choco sprinkles&lt;/i&gt;. Never had the chance before to mix and match desserts - I used to get just their mango sago, cheesecakes and brownies. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612401601/" title="yakimix by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5065/5612401601_2e76f43e57_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="yakimix"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612401079/" title="yakimix by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5102/5612401079_ce8a6bed8b_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="yakimix"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612402103/" title="yakimix by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5612402103_253588f024.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="yakimix"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Yakimix food is so simple. But why am I always craving for this?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was the joint birthday celebration of my nephew and niece at&lt;b&gt; UP Lagoon&lt;/b&gt;. PICNIC!!! Everyone enjoyed the food, and the outdoor activities - frisbee, strolling, running, biking, simple chatting. As for me, I also enjoyed SLEEPING coz lou brought his huge tent with soft sleeping bag. mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612984394/" title="picnic by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5107/5612984394_92ca079a32_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="picnic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612983306/" title="picnic by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5102/5612983306_de8a7be17d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="picnic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612403843/" title="picnic by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5301/5612403843_f475170815_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="picnic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612982766/" title="picnic by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5612982766_0f728604e2_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="picnic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our 2nd family picnic - first one was at QC circle, during my other nephew's birthday last September. Looks like it's becoming our &lt;i&gt;default&lt;/i&gt; type of celebration, I guess we really are an outdoor family. hehe! But between QC circle and UP Lagoon, I'd go for UP Lagoon again. It had more trees, it wasn't crowded, and strangers didn't look suspicious ;) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was the eve of Lou's birthday. It's been a hectic weekend, so at night in Bulacan we just had a few bottles, pancit canton, and hotdogs. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't gone to a birthday date, so... last night (monday), for our home date, I cooked his birthday request - [humoungous] &lt;b&gt;spicy italian meatball pasta&lt;/b&gt;. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612974186/" title="my spicy italian meatball pasta by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5612974186_bc9b1c91a8_m.jpg" width="240" height="178" alt="my spicy italian meatball pasta"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5612977076/" title="simot! by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5183/5612977076_b783206d49_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="simot!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used 1/2 kg beef for my meatballs, which means &lt;b&gt;we each had more than a half pound!&lt;/b&gt; and YES, 2nd photo is our plate &lt;b&gt;after 30 minutes&lt;/b&gt;. hahaha! o-m-gee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I bought ice cream, soda, chicken and other party stuff. But the meatballs - oh, so tiring and tummy-filling. yeah, I didn't have space anymore for dessert, anyway. hehe! But I'm so glad I discovered something I can bring on our upcoming beach/barbecue trips (&lt;i&gt;grilled burger patties!!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... that's it! now that I'm back to work .... diet.resume();&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2322168426382919077?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2322168426382919077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2322168426382919077&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2322168426382919077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2322168426382919077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthdays-dietpause.html' title='birthdays - diet.pause();'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5065/5612401601_2e76f43e57_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6175722719169795532</id><published>2011-04-01T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:33:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really suck at this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: raffy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;raffy&lt;/b&gt;: leda!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: guess what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;raffy&lt;/b&gt;: what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: I'm 3 weeks pregnant! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;raffy&lt;/b&gt;: happy april fool's day din to you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6175722719169795532?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6175722719169795532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6175722719169795532&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6175722719169795532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6175722719169795532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-really-suck-at-this.html' title='I really suck at this.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4565766566015048359</id><published>2011-03-29T18:56:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:47:51.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>not the usual weekend</title><content type='html'>I spent the entire weekend in Bulacan. Had/Did a lot of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I started with my &lt;b&gt;driving&lt;/b&gt; lessons (c/o Lou. &lt;i&gt;Cie, you're right, this means a lot of fighting. hahaha!&lt;/i&gt;). It was both fun and scary. &lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt; -- coz I can't believe I'd manage to drive around 3 blocks straight ...and I must admit, it really felt good knowing I went through all of it! &lt;b&gt;scary&lt;/b&gt; -- coz it seems like I won't be able to memorize all the rules (of a manual car), I still can't run smoothly on an uphill road ...and I feel like there's something in Lou's car that I'd ruin anytime soon. haha! It's been just 2 days anyway (and just an hour per day) so... there's a lot more to learn. But, while I know that I need to learn this and that I had a good start, I'm NOT really looking forward to our next session. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we went to Ortigas for lou's officemate's kid's 1st birthday. bibbo kids, yummy food! &lt;i&gt;Sorry but I really have to share this -- I was a bit stressed out with the emcee that had a humor for adults. Thank goodness the kids were bibbo, smart and high EQ-ed. hahaha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had dinner/drinks at Krokodile Grill, Shangri-la, with my &lt;b&gt;fort boni childhood friends!&lt;/b&gt; It was really nice to see them again after a reeeeallly long time. time flew quickly, one dinner isn't enough for us to catch up for the lost years! But I went home really happy. (&lt;i&gt;the entire ride back to Bulacan, Lou had to listen to my stories about my teen years in PAOville. hehe!&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I was finally able to show Leo (Lou's brother) the system I'm doing for their clinic. It was just a prototype actually, just to show him how some manual processes will change. He seemed happy so far, as I explained how searching for patient/lab records will no longer be tedious. At the same time I got more specs that will require me to re-design a bit. It's a lot of work, but I'm actually excited, coz I'd be able to practice my Java, SQL and designing skills again. (been doing purely client-side programming at work, mostly for bug fixing, for over a year now. I feel like I've been missing a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched several movies with Lou's family: &lt;b&gt;Saw 7&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Streetdance&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Limitless&lt;/b&gt;. Thanks to the CC freebies of Leo - we had the latter's cinema tickets &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; pizza hut &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; DQ sandwiches - all FOR FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I feel so tired and satisfied. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4565766566015048359?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4565766566015048359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4565766566015048359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4565766566015048359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4565766566015048359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/03/not-usual-weekend.html' title='not the usual weekend'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5846892909267854086</id><published>2011-03-16T09:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:48:09.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Baker's Hat Mood</title><content type='html'>Last sunday, while waiting for shep in ATC &lt;i&gt;(coz I left my stuff in her car last saturday)&lt;/i&gt;, I decided to visit a buddy I haven't seen for a long long time, since I moved out from south - &lt;b&gt;White Hat&lt;/b&gt;. hehe. I ordered my forever favorite, &lt;b&gt; Baker's Hat&lt;/b&gt;: plain frozen yogurt topped with almond clusters, blueberries and CHEESECAKE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5530909776/" title="Baker's Hat of White Hat by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5530909776_a83f06433e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Baker's Hat of White Hat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was early morning so I sat on (White Hat's) chairs outdoors, enjoyed the wind, savored my froyo, and watched the mall's early birds - as I always did. The whole time I was thinking - &lt;i&gt;THIS is southern living,&lt;/i&gt; and this is what I call the "baker's hat mood"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I order this delight, I remember the sad and happy days in my previous job in Alabang. Back then when I feel so stressed or angry, I get comfort from Baker's Hat. Likewise, when I'm happy or fulfilled, I reward myself with Baker's Hat. When I'm plainly craving for Baker's Hat, I instantly get myself one - why not, this is cheaper and healthier than Starbs. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baker's Hat... Baker's Hat... @-)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5846892909267854086?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5846892909267854086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5846892909267854086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5846892909267854086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5846892909267854086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/03/bakers-hat-mood.html' title='The Baker&apos;s Hat Mood'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5530909776_a83f06433e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7942707056830056879</id><published>2011-03-13T22:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:48:42.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Fazoli's, and Fazoli</title><content type='html'>Last friday was one of the best fridates: Lou and I had dinner at &lt;b&gt;Fazoli's&lt;/b&gt; - an italian resto in Eastwood he's been telling me. Food is good, ambiance is classy, and price is affordable. Imagine eating in Italiannis at the price of Sbarro. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I loved in this fridate isn't Fazoli's per se, but &lt;a href="http://www.eastwoodcity.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EASTWOOD CITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, everything in Eastwood City. (and I meant saying that like it's my first time! I'm a south person here okay, so the [first and] last time I saw the place was around 2 years ago, during a lunch treat from a training somewhere in Libis - a lot of stores/restos were still closed and we never got around to stroll around!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just loved its awesome shops, restaurants, and gardens where a lot walk their toy dogs. I love its mood at night - &lt;b&gt;It is very romantic&lt;/b&gt;, I must say - giving Lou the right to be braggy, saying &lt;i&gt;"so, is there something like this in the south huh?"&lt;/i&gt;. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember saying that he should take me there again after Easter because I vowed that I won't drink any non-water for the entire Lent, hence I wasn't able to enjoy Fazoli's bottomless drinks, nor any drink somewhere after that dinner. I'm really hoping to see the place again, for coffee or beer. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh it was love at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new love: a netbook! an &lt;b&gt;red&lt;/b&gt; HP Mini, which Lou and I had to pick up somewhere in Libis (which explains why we had a fridate in the area!). Finally I have one item crossed out in &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-to-revisit-after-364-days.html"&gt;my 2011 goals&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/HP-Mini-110-3500-PC-Sonoma-Red.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually not into red gadgets btw, &lt;br /&gt;but I think this is more chic than the black one. hehe.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy to share too that I did not splurge for this one. This is somewhat Lou's payment in exchange for the Medical Record System which I'm doing for their family clinic. :) Its name? &lt;b&gt;Fazoli&lt;/b&gt;. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7942707056830056879?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7942707056830056879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7942707056830056879&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7942707056830056879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7942707056830056879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/03/fazolis-and-fazoli.html' title='Fazoli&apos;s, and Fazoli'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2784894701195514773</id><published>2011-03-07T17:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:49:01.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>food rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bon Chon:&lt;/b&gt; Finally I was able to try Bon Chon Chicken - It's yummy as it looks, but not really &lt;i&gt;sulit&lt;/i&gt;. Their chicken wings are not so meaty, I guess I'd still go for Papa J's or Chickenjoy next time. It's just good that I no longer have to wonder next time how Bon Chon tastes like, and why people are so into it lately. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starbucks - free upsize:&lt;/b&gt; Because of the referral fee I got from my new officemate, I owed him a drink from Starbs. Today is our lucky day because they're giving a &lt;b&gt;free upsize&lt;/b&gt; to ANY drink (yey!). The sad part's they have that promo because of their recent price increase :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Hurry, free upsize ends TODAY!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still on caffeine:&lt;/b&gt; Since my last Baguio trip, I've been having 2 cups of coffee per day, giving me leg cramps in the morning lately. Yeah I really think it's the coffee, I read from somewhere that caffeine causes our bones to excrete calcium, flushing out the calcium that our body needs, which is a major cause of cramps. I had this same problem way back in college (having cramps, not really over-caffeine) so I had to take calcium tabs. So, since friday I've been taking this same calcium tablets again, and been cutting the coffee intake as well. enough of being a coffeeholic, I guess ...and so far, so good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What to cook next?&lt;/b&gt; I brought home an excess 1L bottle of &lt;i&gt;Red Horse&lt;/i&gt; beer from that same Baguio trip, so Lou and I have been planning to drink it up on a "home date" sometime this week. While the idea doesn't really sound romantic, it somehow excites me, having an excuse again to cook something new. I'm thinking of onion rings or fried mozarella. hmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2784894701195514773?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2784894701195514773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2784894701195514773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2784894701195514773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2784894701195514773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-rants.html' title='food rants'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8257876396640433244</id><published>2011-03-04T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:06:36.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Retreat - In the Eye of the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Feb 19&lt;/b&gt; - I went on a &lt;i&gt;silent&lt;/i&gt; retreat prepared by Light of Jesus. It was held at Sacred Heart Novitiate, a retreat house somewhere in Novaliches (also just 10-mins away from lou's [family's] house, sakto!). The place was perfect, it's so neat and quiet and really forest-y - If you sit on the grass outdoors, all you will hear are the falling leaves, birds, sheep (yes, sheep!) and the wind. I took pictures in between prayers (hehe), I'll upload them sometime (pag sinipag. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &amp;mdash; in one word &amp;mdash; PEACEFUL. Unlike in other retreats where there are several talks and activities, this silent retreat had just ONE talk. It's major activity, which lasted for about 5 hours,  &lt;b&gt;was to stay silent&lt;/b&gt;. even during meals, even when you bump into someone you know. &lt;i&gt;Good that I didn't know anyone in the retreat (except for this 2 women I walked with from the gate to the hall), or staying silent could've been more torturous. hehe.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply, it's a day with the Lord, in a place with no one else but you and Him, with zero distraction, also with the focus on being &lt;i&gt;"in the eye of the storm"&lt;/i&gt; again. Now I understand why the forwarded invitation about this enticed me in a snap &amp;mdash; It was so meant for people like me, who still remain uknowingly restless, doubtful, distrusting, paranoid after trials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And for those who talk 24/7 like me? haha! You guys know how talkative and loud I am. 5 hours of silence is indeed a detox, in fact this is perhaps the longest daytime duration I was silent - no chatting, no texting, no checking of phone, no listening to radio/mp3 even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one meaningful date, I'm really happy I went to this! Thanks Osy for forwarding this invitation to me. It was just what I needed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8257876396640433244?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8257876396640433244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8257876396640433244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8257876396640433244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8257876396640433244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/03/silent-retreat-in-eye-of-storm.html' title='Silent Retreat - In the Eye of the Storm'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2689213197494688105</id><published>2011-02-18T19:03:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:50:16.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Home Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Valentine's day:&lt;/b&gt; I started one of my 2011 goals - to learn how to cook ravioli (and TO MASTER IT). It was A LOT MORE COMPLICATED than I thought!!! For one, I don't have a mixer and pasta maker, nor rolling pin, so I used wine bottle (hehee! got this idea from my sister, and a lot of sites!). So my dough wasn't so thin, making the cooked ravioli chewy, rather than soft (imagine eating cold empanada. haha!). I have a feeling that if I used a rolling pin, it would just be a lil better, but still not perfect. Nothing beats a pasta maker I guess - I'm thinking of buying one. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5454740349/" title="ravioli dough by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5454740349_258e8dd35d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="ravioli dough" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixing and kneading &lt;br /&gt;and all. really messy. grr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5455372708/" title="ravioli dough by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5015/5455372708_54582cdbb6_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="ravioli dough" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to "rest" it in a plastic, &lt;br /&gt;30 mins at least. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5455363034/" title="ravioli by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5140/5455363034_2069481b61.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="ravioli" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my raviolis, before boiling.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOWWWW. PLEASE... DONT... LAUGH. hehe!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the filling though &amp;mdash; sauteed garlic and spinach + cheese. we both loved it actually, Lou and I agreed that it's not ravioli after all, but SPINACH AND CHEESE "SURPRISE" because the cheesy filling explodes in your mouth. haha! The sauce was great too (at least I think it was), I made the usual red sauce - tomatoes + onions + basil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only the dough that failed me! Oh well. Apparently, I still haven't attained my goal... because I didn't MASTER it, my dough still needs a lot of work. (I'm not posting the pic of the final product by the way, I don't think it looked appetizing! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, here's my little surprise for Lou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5455363428/" title="bacon bacon bacon!!! by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5178/5455363428_1ea05a6375.jpg" width="406" height="500" alt="bacon bacon bacon!!!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bacon of all sorts, Yakimix style!&lt;/b&gt; I bought 1 kilo of bacon from the grocery (half was regular, half was lean) &amp;mdash; Some plain, some for bacon asparagus, and some for my own teriyaki marinade &amp;mdash all for grilling, using my electric stove and square non stick pan! I just know he'll love this, and yes he did! and I enjoyed it as much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night, we concluded that we don't have to go to Yakimix next time just to satisfy our craving for bacon. This one's a lot cheaper (in fact, we finished just half of it, the other half went to &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/02/house-warming-maes-crib.html"&gt;mae's housewarming&lt;/a&gt;. haha!), plus it's a lot more comfy to cook your food on your own table, with no time limit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what we had wasn't an ideal date, but it's actually my best valentines date, ever. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2689213197494688105?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2689213197494688105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2689213197494688105&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2689213197494688105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2689213197494688105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-valentine.html' title='Home Valentine'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5454740349_258e8dd35d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-196352123889193825</id><published>2011-02-17T14:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:51:12.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>house warming @ mae's crib</title><content type='html'>Last night's house warming at mae's place was one of the best. The whole night, we ate bacon asparagus, cheese sticks, fries and sausages, watched tv and chatted non-stop. It was really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much mae for welcoming us in your very lovely home. I'm hoping we could have that kind of all-girls thing once in two months or once per quarter maybe? :P As for your place, I do believe all the negative stuff and stress you had at its first years are gone. You made a very good choice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alt tab: I loved the interior, very minimalistic, and chic. Given that lou wants me to take full responsibility over the interior of "our condo" (as he says. and I think I should accept that offer, or our place will look like a bachelor's pad), I now feel like I want to get an interior designer NOW. NOW. NOW. haha! A frustrated designer in me also wants to start researching on the do-it-yourself house stuff! haha! It's still months away, but I'm already praying I could pull it off, also without splurging his budget too much. hehe. we'll see! mae, thanks for inspiring me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-196352123889193825?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/196352123889193825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=196352123889193825&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/196352123889193825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/196352123889193825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/02/house-warming-maes-crib.html' title='house warming @ mae&apos;s crib'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3011017492920301390</id><published>2011-02-08T16:40:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:51:37.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>Honey, I'm home!</title><content type='html'>Just out of the blue, I looked around my apartment and went on a short sentimental journey. I remembered my first few weeks, when there were still echoes everywhere. I had only the basics (or less) - table, 2 chairs, bed, dresser, shoe rack and closet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I accessorized my bathroom. Then the refrigerator came. Then I put tatami on my bedroom floor. Then I scavenged items from our [muntinlupa] home - hampers, subwoofer + speakers, thick blankets, etc. Then I purchased kitchen stuffs over the months - hooks, utensils, holders, pots, plastic containers etc. Then just last December I decided to but a corner shelf for the cluttered kitchen items. Then I acquired stuffs as well, from gifts - coffee maker, pillows, bed sheets, bags, etc. Then I put the yuppy basics - wall clock, alarm clock, pens in a mug, post its and corkboard, now filled with receipts, charge slips, pictures, quiz night categories, and other important memos. Apart from these, I have the christmas leftovers - gifts I haven't used since then, and my undelivered gifts to friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized how this apartment made me more &lt;i&gt;domesticated&lt;/i&gt;. When I left [muntinlupa] home, I knew how to cook, to wash dishes, and to sweep the floor at most. Now I can give a bathroom a general cleaning - scrub floors and toilet, declog drains, etc. without being so squeamish. I can clean the unit the entire night, still having some more time to watch series (cleaning used to be the most energy draining task every monday). I can hand-wash my delicates + undies (sorry TMI) in one session. I can cook MORE pinoy dishes. I can cook breakfast, then cook my packed lunch in one morning. I can cook for two, when Lou's coming for dinner. I learned the practical routines - buy in bulk, use shopwise bags for more points, buy water in the refilling station not in the grocery, drop the laundry on a friday for a new batch of clean clothes on Monday, etc. I think I can do almost anything that my mom and sisters learned only when they got married. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized that apart from acquiring material things and learning new routines, I've also associated emotions with this place, making this place more like &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. When I'm tired, I want to go &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. When I get a new episode of my fave series, I'm excited to go &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. I always want to try a new dish at &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. I want to buy things for my &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. When I'm sad, I weep at &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. When I accomplish something great, I take a day off from work and sleep all day at &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;home home home&lt;/b&gt; &amp;mdash; all referring to this little apartment which - a year ago - used to be just a pen for me to know how being independent feels like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A year has passed, the echoes are gone. &lt;/b&gt;While time heals wounds, it also gives you something to call home, I guess. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3011017492920301390?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3011017492920301390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3011017492920301390&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3011017492920301390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3011017492920301390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/02/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey, I&apos;m home!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-229587086115684572</id><published>2011-01-23T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:52:04.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Blog OC-ness. grrr.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so now I want to revive &lt;a href="http://leda-lakwatsera.blogspot.com/"&gt;my travel blog&lt;/a&gt;. maybe coz I'm anticipating trips this year, or maybe coz I'm having an OC-attack when I just revisited it - fonts in different posts are not uniform, and some pics are in poor quality coz I posted them all before I met flickr. and, some links are already broken, because of posts I deleted last year (haha! Now I regret it, I should've revised them) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, It's like I should choose between deleting the whole blog because I don't need it anyway OR fix the whole thing. Looking at the awesome memories I put in there, looks like I'll go for the latter option. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just changed the template, removed the links at the sidebar, and transferred some travel posts from this blog. There's still a lot of work left: I want to set the front page as the main menu (rather than putting all provinces in the sidebar), and to re-upload all pictures to flickr, which of course means I have to change all src in img tags. haaay, OC-attack!!! I know, It will take a looot of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. target finish date: &lt;b&gt;December 2011&lt;/b&gt;. Better late than never! hehe! OH, and I'm also thinking of putting a &lt;i&gt;food section&lt;/i&gt; on my main menu. hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-229587086115684572?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/229587086115684572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=229587086115684572&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/229587086115684572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/229587086115684572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-oc-ness-grrr.html' title='Blog OC-ness. grrr.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1259500418724798380</id><published>2011-01-14T14:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:52:24.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='code'/><title type='text'>new workstation geeky stuff...</title><content type='html'>This is one of the very few times I'm feeling giddy coz of geeky reasons. Our work PCs were replaced with powerful laptops so now it feels like my usual dev processes are faster. And since I'm using Ubuntu (10.10), I also feel like I'm protecting this *huge* disk space from viruses. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND since we have to complete the PC shift by next week, I am forced to cleanup/dispose my dirty files in my old PC, and start installing everything from scratch. Normally I'd HATE that, but somehow it makes me feel wiser, knowing I used to be SO stupid when it comes to Linux. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanna share some shortcuts I recently learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ubuntu:&lt;/b&gt; (I'm using 10.10. I'm not sure with the other versions. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;f3 on an open directory - shows/hides a right pane displaying another file explorer &lt;br /&gt;(f6 to switch the focus to the other pane)&lt;br /&gt;f9 on an open directory - shows/hides the "Places" portion at the left side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefox:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ctrl +  shift + t = open recently closed tab &lt;br /&gt;(do this again to open the 2nd to the last tab closed, and so on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Netbeans:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alt + shift + f = fix code indentions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note:&lt;/b&gt; I think it's better to download and run the netbeans installer from their site, rather than to install it from the &lt;i&gt;Synaptic Package Manager&lt;/i&gt;. When I did the latter, my netbeans lacked the plugins I needed (maven, subversion, etc) so I had to install one by one. Though both are in v6.9! Then later on a bug came up for some reasons - netbeans opens up itself again whenever I exit the application. "kill" command didn't help, it was being launched over and over and over. then I realized too that in the editor, my files in ascii (codes in /uXXXX) are not automatically converted to native (russian characters for example) not like in my old PC. It drove me crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I removed everything and reinstalled using the installer from their site (&lt;a href="http://netbeans.org/downloads/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). now my netbeans is bug free and complete, without the need to install "my basic" plugins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, generally, I FEEL NEAT. I feel like I'm starting my year RIGHT ...work-wise at least. hehe! I am so happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1259500418724798380?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1259500418724798380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1259500418724798380&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1259500418724798380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1259500418724798380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-workstation-geeky-stuff.html' title='new workstation geeky stuff...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2784430157029726520</id><published>2011-01-06T15:30:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:59:40.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, shep Drew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Though the venue may be undesirable, the worship last night at shep drew's wake was great. it brought me both sad and happy tears. I was so overwhelmed seeing all the people who came, showing that indeed, he was loved, that he can move people closer to God thru music and worship, and that truly he will be missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and funny I feel this way, when I think I talked to him just once -- when lou introduced me to him for the first time. (so there, nakiki 'shep' na din ako hehe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that short worship, I imagined God giving him a pat on the back, while they both looked down on us, smiling. perhaps God was saying, "good job, son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this as an FB note last Dec 31, day after shep drew passed away. Then his day of burial came, just yesterday. I've actually decided not to go, since it's a work day, and he's never close to me anyway. Besides, I made one visit already, so I thought that could be enough, as a lamb's girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I changed my mind the night before, as I was with raffy, charles and lou, who were all planning how they would go to Sucat and all. I realized &amp;mdash; &lt;i&gt;what is one day, if it's for me to see lou's Shepherd for the &lt;b&gt;very last time&lt;/b&gt; anyway? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, there were so many people &amp;mdash; considering that it was a work day. mass cards didn't fit in 3 stands so some were put on the floor. flowers overflowed, till outside the room. and the AVP &amp;mdash; really touching and tear jerking, everyone's sobbing, including me. Up till now I'm wondering how shep drew did that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad of course, it's indeed a sorrowful time for the bereaved family, whom he left at the age of 34. but all in all, I can say that &lt;b&gt;it was a &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt; funeral&lt;/b&gt;. I'm sure, someday his family, friends, and lambs will look back to his death as a precious offering to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it got me thinking as well... when I die, will I have this overwhelming number of visitors as well? Will I also have plenty of mass cards and flowers? Will I make my loved ones say that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; too am a precious soul? haha! For now, &lt;b&gt;I don't think so... maybe that's why I'm still alive.&lt;/b&gt; Now I want to touch souls the way he did, to serve [in my own way, having no community where I can be active. hehe], to correct my mistakes, to live life to the fullest ...then say &lt;i&gt;"okay Lord. I'm good!"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shep Drew, wherever you are, hope you have internet connection and access to blogger. Just wanna say: &lt;b&gt;You inspired me.&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2784430157029726520?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2784430157029726520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2784430157029726520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2784430157029726520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2784430157029726520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-shep-drew.html' title='Goodbye, shep Drew!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6053442655753955980</id><published>2011-01-01T14:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T08:40:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to revisit, after 364 days</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I always do the usual self-check at the end of the year, by revisiting the my posts. For a change, I'll put my goals on this very first post for 2011, and see how my life goes from here. I hope I'm still an active blogger on Dec 31, 2011. But knowing myself, most likely, I'll still be one! Okay, let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. I will have at least 2 (and AT MOST 2) of the following:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- iPod Touch&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- new netbook&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Musical Keyboards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. I will learn how to drive (c/o Lou.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. I will put additional [x] in my savings account&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I need not to disclose the value of x. I will remember that value by heart, promise. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. I will learn to cook AND MASTER, at least 3 of the following dishes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- paella&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- kare-kare&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- tom yam soup&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- ravioli&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- green tea ice cream (as I already made dark chocolate ice cream before, I'm pretty sure this one's also being cooked. I hope I'm right. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. I will go to at least ONE of the following domestic destinations:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Bukidnon&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Banaue&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Dipolog&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Dumaguete&lt;br /&gt;(I really want to add Batanes to this list, but I think it's too pricey, having goals #1 and #6 at the same time. well, let's see. Ok, FINE...)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Batanes. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. I will go to at least ONE of the following international destinations:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Australia (bev? hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Macau&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I want at least one SOLO TRAVEL in goals #5 and #6. But, let's set that as a 'bonus', okay. For now let's make things more attainable, haha. Lastly... though this one depends not only on myself and though this may sound really drastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. I will start packing up at the end of the year for a new apartment on 2012.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I really hope that after 364 days, on Dec 31 (or 30 or 29), I will remember that I have this post. Of course, I also hope I will be able cross out ALL items on this list by then. Ahh, this feels much better than making resolutions, which I usually forget at the first quarter, right? haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time starts now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6053442655753955980?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6053442655753955980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6053442655753955980&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6053442655753955980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6053442655753955980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-to-revisit-after-364-days.html' title='Something to revisit, after 364 days'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2577434802123896866</id><published>2010-12-30T13:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:27:41.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheers to the worst and best ...so far.</title><content type='html'>You all know how nasty the start of the year was, for me. Ahh, I'm tired of recapping, done that a lot of times already. haha! One thing I kept on telling myself then, that I never blogged: &lt;b&gt;nothing's perfect. or maybe there is, but it's not a permanent thing, making the whole thing imperfect to begin with. if you feel like something or someone OR YOUR WHOLE LIFE is perfect, then be really scared. something's bound to go wrong. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at this point -- with my dad's health doing good, fun independence, and awesome love life, I still can't say that my life's perfect again. because from what I learned this year, nothing's perfect. or nothing &lt;i&gt;should be&lt;/i&gt; perfect. else, something bad's going to happen. haha nega?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I can say that 2010 was blessed with pain, challenges, lessons and love -- making me stronger than ever. yes it's so &lt;b&gt;BLESSED&lt;/b&gt;. I think that's the better term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers TO 2010! and cheers TO 2011 as well - where there may be something worse than the worst, or better than the best. as they say, God always has another custard pie up his sleeve! to more surprises, to more pains, to more challenges, to more lessons in life, to another year filled with love! 2011, whatever you've got, I am so ready for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce with me. Read my first blog for 2010: &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-job-new-house-new-life.html"&gt;http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-job-new-house-new-life.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 brought me a new life, indeed. Revising the last line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is the END of my year. WHOA, right??? haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2577434802123896866?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2577434802123896866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2577434802123896866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2577434802123896866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2577434802123896866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/12/cheers-to-worst-and-best-so-far.html' title='cheers to the worst and best ...so far.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5095030022718318412</id><published>2010-12-16T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:53:13.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>"Justice cannot be for one side alone, but must be for both."</title><content type='html'>I think I was only in 5th grade when I first heard about the Vizconde Massacre. When you're that young, sympathy always goes to the one who looks &lt;i&gt;"kawawa"&lt;/i&gt;/oppressed while anger goes to suspect who's rich, and with a dad who's powerful. I never understood things deeply, all I knew was that there's this &lt;i&gt;credible&lt;/i&gt; Jessica Alfaro (being impersonated by comedians by wearing huge sunglasses), the &lt;i&gt;poor poor&lt;/i&gt; Mr. Vizconde whose family was killed, and the &lt;i&gt;bad bad&lt;/i&gt; guy Hubert Webb. Why wouldn't you think that way, there was even the movie, &lt;i&gt;The Vizconde Massacre&lt;/i&gt;! (which later on popularized massacre movies that era, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years later, Hubert Webb was acquitted, with the usual criticisms from the public - &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"wala nang pag-asa ang hustisya sa Pilipinas!", "Unfair, Webb should be raped and killed as well!", "Anong klaseng hustisya yan, malamang sa susunod, mga Ampatuan naman ang mapapawalang sala!", "sana bulabugin ng konsensya ang mga judge sa kanilang pagtulog!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; etc etc. But gone is the thinking of a 12-year old girl. Here goes MY opinions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it could be wrong all along that we all believed in a one and only witness, Jessica Alfaro - who testified 4 long years after the crime, who had inconsistencies in testimonies, and who has a history of drug addiction. Secondly, Webb's evidence that it was physically impossible for him to be at the scene of the crime could be genuine, especially with his passport stamps and certifications from the US (see, we somewhat questioned the credibility of those in the US Department of State [or Department of Justice, whatever] with just one unreliable Jessica Alfaro?!). Thirdly, plainly, evidences and testimonies from other witnesses (village guards, laundry lady, etc) are not strong enough to put a man in prison for 15 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I agree that Justice in this country is indeed slow. BUT hey, I still believe in the professionalism and credibility of our Judges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... As much as I pity Mr. Vizconde for not getting justice up till now, I also pity Hubert Webb for spending years in prison, when he could've spent those years building his own family, right? But all's done. May Mr. Vizconde still get that justice in the remaining years of his life, and may the Webbs cope for the years lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5095030022718318412?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5095030022718318412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5095030022718318412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5095030022718318412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5095030022718318412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/12/justice-cannot-be-for-one-side-alone.html' title='&quot;Justice cannot be for one side alone, but must be for both.&quot;'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2280413910814805927</id><published>2010-12-10T13:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:32:45.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Bone Decorating Contest</title><content type='html'>The theme is &lt;b&gt;"Give Love on Christmas Day"&lt;/b&gt;. ...so my bone-mates and I decided to use &lt;i&gt;pictures of love&lt;/i&gt;. We gathered &lt;b&gt;more or less 100 personal pictures&lt;/b&gt; of us with family members giving/opening gifts, with friends during outreach programs, with officemates during the previous Christmas parties/team buildings, and with our significant others of course &amp;mdash; all printed in different sizes, hung from all over together with stars, bells and Christmas balls. I find this really awesome, nostalgic and relaxing at the same time. hypnotizing, sometimes. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5247826715/" title="bone decor by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5204/5247826715_ef0642619b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="bone decor" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call this a "bone" btw because of its shape!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny when I noticed that today (as in right now!), I'm actually wearing the same shirt I'm wearing in one of the pictures - during the &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/haven-for-children-halloween-party.html"&gt;halloween outreach program for DSWD, organized by Del&lt;/a&gt;. so... here's a picture of me holding the picture of me. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5247825999/" title="bone decor by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5128/5247825999_a25468093b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="bone decor" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hey bev, look! I submitted a picture of us! haha!) &lt;br /&gt;behind this pic is the picture of me and lou &lt;br /&gt;with some bibbo kid during the halloween party.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my bone-mates, good job! may we win this one! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bien for the pictures! :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2280413910814805927?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2280413910814805927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2280413910814805927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2280413910814805927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2280413910814805927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/12/bone-decorating-contest.html' title='Bone Decorating Contest'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5204/5247826715_ef0642619b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1137970165912383351</id><published>2010-12-03T09:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:31:36.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dlsu'/><title type='text'>I have you, finally!</title><content type='html'>I actually don't like to show off new stuff ...but I guess I have an excuse if I got something which I wanted for more than 5 years now ...and if it's a la salle item, bought by an atenean boyfriend as his Christmas gift (hahaha! I really love saying that -- it annoys him. haha!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally I got an Adidas La Salle jacket! centennial design!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://centennial.dlsu.edu.ph/_images/merchandise-jacket1.jpg" width="150" height="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://centennial.dlsu.edu.ph/_images/merchandise-jacket1-a.jpg" width="150" height="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was a blessing in disguise that I didn't purchase a La Salle jacket in the recent years. If I did, then I wouldn't have an excuse to pick this centennial jacket as one of my Christmas wishes. That would be a regret because the design is really cool ...and limited! In fact, mine was the last piece in Planet Sports Glorietta! (Hence Lou purchased this Christmas gift earlier than planned!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I really love this. This is perhaps the best Christmas gift I received (so far) this year. Thanks Lou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkout other DLSU centennial items (before it's too late!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://centennial.dlsu.edu.ph/temp_celebration/merchandise.html"&gt;http://centennial.dlsu.edu.ph/temp_celebration/merchandise.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I almost purchased the Centennial 2401 Watch last month, coz of &lt;a href="http://calr23.blogspot.com/2010/10/animo-la-salle.html"&gt;this evil influence&lt;/a&gt;. hahaha, peace, Cie! Good that Swatch was closed when I wanted to check it out. I'm really meant to have the jacket instead. and I'm really happy about it! heehee!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1137970165912383351?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1137970165912383351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1137970165912383351&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1137970165912383351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1137970165912383351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-you-finally.html' title='I have you, finally!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6549217325219795059</id><published>2010-11-27T13:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:32:05.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dlsu'/><title type='text'>UM [and DLSU] of today</title><content type='html'>I went to DLSU the other night to meet Ate Mel - my SOLV sister who I haven't seen for a long time. Originally we planned to stroll around DLSU so she could show me all the new stuff ...but then that was already 6pm, it was dark already, and it may not be that fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, we checked out the newly renovated... &lt;b&gt;UM! yes, UNIVERSITY MALL!&lt;/b&gt; I knew months ago that it was closed. I thought that it's gone for good, and that a new building will come up, or something. Turns out that it was just renovated. Now it's back, good as new, and with a whole new aura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the size and layout of the entire building's still the same. But the floors are now shiny white, bathrooms are clean (at least for now!) and stores (opening soon) seem more &lt;i&gt;sosy&lt;/i&gt; compared to the old UM. Soon to open restos - as far as I can remember- are World Chicken, Persia Grill, and Coffee Bean and Tea leaf. (KFC btw was also renovated, gone are the old tables and chairs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to my next visit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one conversation btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; kikita ba to, parang ndi naman pang studyante mga kainan dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ate Mel:&lt;/b&gt; oo naman! yung coffee bean and tea leaf nga sa loob ng library e kumikita e!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.. what?! coffea bean and tea leaf?? &lt;b&gt;inside DLSU library?&lt;/b&gt; haha! Gee, I really should have a tour inside my alma mater soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6549217325219795059?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6549217325219795059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6549217325219795059&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6549217325219795059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6549217325219795059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/um-of-today.html' title='UM [and DLSU] of today'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6066845181238738224</id><published>2010-11-25T09:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:53:49.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>...now at the late 20s, definitely. Wala nang tawad!</title><content type='html'>(Sorry, it took me 1 week to post this!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very awesome birthday! On the eve: Lou treated me and his college friends Ian and Rica to &lt;b&gt;Yakimix&lt;/b&gt;. It was more of a get together actually, planned long time ago. Finally, Lou had it scheduled. NEAR MY BIRTHDAY, &lt;i&gt;"para isahan nalang"&lt;/i&gt; -- how clever. haha! The food was really good (or I was really hungry. I didn't eat after breakfast! haha!), buffet was filled with mostly oriental foods, as far as I can remember. What I loved is their wide selection of sushis, and raw meats to be grilled on your table. My fave: salmon belly and asparagus wrapped in bacon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5207594111/" title="yakimix by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5207594111_02ce2bb075.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="yakimix" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5207594557/" title="yakimix by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5207594557_03c64d2596.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="yakimix" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how many slices of bacon I had. nor how many times the waiters had to refill the bacon strips served on their buffet table. we were bacon monsters that night! haha! That dinner was really great. I remember an fb friend who posted on his wall:&lt;i&gt; "What's so good about Yakimix, you pay to grill your own food."&lt;/i&gt; think about it, we're talking about UNLIMITED bacon here! and salmon, and shrimps, and scallops, and makis, and sashimis, and cheesecakes by the way, AND MORE! ONLY FOR P580!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10pm (after 3 hours of eating bacon ...goodness!), we went to &lt;b&gt;Gweilos&lt;/b&gt; to meet up my college friends this time (plus a couple of SE friends). Gweilos sucked a bit - almost everything I wanted to order wasn't available and their service's really slow. But it was overwritten by the cheap beer, good sardines pizza (can't believe my tummy still had space for this!), and the fact that my friends are there with me, to celebrate the first hours of my 27th year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5208200504/" title="gweilos by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5208200504_96ae984a89.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="gweilos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@gweilos&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was a ME day, as always. No work. Gym. Foot spa. and all that. So lovely! And you know what's even more awesome?? Lou's gift - which was one of the hardest things he could ever do - &lt;b&gt;He lent me his PSP the entire day!!! hahahaha!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best, saved for last - At night, I watched &lt;b&gt;Symphony of Parols&lt;/b&gt; with my family, at the Ayala Triangle Gardens. It was amazing, I was impressed! (I think this is the first time I attended a Christmas event for my birthday!) Then we had dinner at &lt;b&gt;Som's&lt;/b&gt; (Rockwell area) because all restos in the triangle were jampacked! It was a blessing in disguise though, because finally I was able to try this thai resto which my sister has been telling me. I loved their Tom Yam soup, and milk tea!!! Stupid me forgot to take a picture of us family at Som's. Oh well. hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5208192004/" title="symphony of parols by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5085/5208192004_b7d1ef4421.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="symphony of parols" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symphony of Parols&lt;br /&gt;You can watch this every 6-8pm, till dec 23 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this is it? I'm already 27?! I've always looked up to 27 year old "women", &lt;i&gt;ateng ate&lt;/i&gt;  ...yet I still don't see myself as one. With my lifestyle and preferences now, I still feel like I'm a "girl"! heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6066845181238738224?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6066845181238738224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6066845181238738224&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6066845181238738224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6066845181238738224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/now-at-late-20s-definitely-wala-nang.html' title='...now at the late 20s, definitely. Wala nang tawad!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5207594111_02ce2bb075_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-9117030161494462665</id><published>2010-11-15T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T00:05:42.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown: 40, 15, 4!</title><content type='html'>Time flies really fast huh. By now, I'm hardly sticking to my goal - to finish my Christmas shopping before November ends! Oh well, at least I already got the gifts for the kids - I think that's the part of Christmas shopping which you shouldn't cram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things I want to finish before this month ends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Buy my (office) kris kringle gifts in advance. Because I really don't like shopping in December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Check out kitchen stuff worth 500 for my (office) kris kringle wishlist. Because as much as shopping, I don't like window shopping in December! (and yeah I'm pretty sure there are still so many things that I need for my kitchen. That's the leda now, looks like I'm done with the kikay stuff for my wishlist!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Wrap my gifts for the happenings on the first week of December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) (and lastly...) seriously trim fats because December will surely be a month of pigout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, Christmas stress. The kind of stress I love! 40 days before Christmas, 15 days before my deadline. I hope I can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another countdown&lt;/b&gt;: It's 4 days before my birthday! I don't normally count, since I entered the 20s. My birthday's nothing but an age-o-meter, I don't get excited about it anymore ...till today. For no big reason actually - my leave was just approved, and Lou planned to pay for the celebrations I wanted (which I can't accept 100% because it's just too much hehe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's how it is when you get older - you'll love birthdays for the absence of work, long sleep, and a man who's willing to share his time (and money? Haha) like it's his own birthday. Ahww. Cheesy shit. Birthday jitters. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from today till Thursday, I'll visit the gym as often as possible, and savor all the cardio machines. Where I enter the age: &lt;b&gt;26&lt;/b&gt;. Those days are counted. Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-9117030161494462665?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/9117030161494462665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=9117030161494462665&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/9117030161494462665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/9117030161494462665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/countdown-40-15-4.html' title='Countdown: 40, 15, 4!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-42093204054534574</id><published>2010-11-04T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:27:37.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayala Triangle Gardens</title><content type='html'>I've been hearing a lot about &lt;a href="http://ayalatrianglegardens.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ayala Triangle Gardens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, since I moved to Makati (but not when I worked here in Makati for the first time, back in 2005. I think this &lt;i&gt;Ayala Triangle&lt;/i&gt; is relatively new.) and I never had a chance to see it, until yesterday. A colleague invited me to jog there, as she and other colleagues regularly do. It's something new, and it's for my health's sake anyway ...so I said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we jogged there last night, which also happened to be the first night for Makati CBD to show off its christmas decors. Ayala Triangle was filled with lanterns, like it's welcoming me on my very first jog there. haha! It's filled with joggers/runners as well, perhaps a hundred or more. Apparently, it's an exercise place for busy yuppies. why not, if you're working in CBD, it's just a few steps away from your workplace! and it's a place where you can jog, brush off stress, and appreciate nature all at the same time -- &lt;b&gt;FOR FREE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that triangle between Ayala Ave, Paseo de Roxas and Makati Ave - 3 streets filled with cars ...and pollution especially during the rush hour. BUT, the air inside is surprisingly fresh and cool, seriously! I guess it's the trees! (And I wonder why a lot still prefer to jog along the outermost trail - the one that's already outside the triangle's fence. I tried jogging there for a bit, and I wasn't able to stand the smell of smoke!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats the serenity inside. I enjoyed everything, considering that jogging bores me a lot (I don't even run in the gym!). I think it's the fusion of trees, landscape, cool breeze, the many choices of trails, and the presence of other active yuppies. Plus the upcoming restos by the way! on one side, are the many restaurants that will open soon. &lt;b&gt;Omakase is one of them. I can't wait!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think from now on, I'll jog there at least once a week. (And this is a vow on top of my &lt;i&gt;other vow&lt;/i&gt;, which is to attend a cycling class, also at least once a week! My heart must be really really happy by now. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;related link: &lt;a href="http://lifestyle.inquirer.net/sundaylifestyle/sundaylifestyle/view/20091108-234938/Ayala_Triangle_Gardens__to_be_unveiled"&gt;http://lifestyle.inquirer.net/sundaylifestyle/sundaylifestyle/view/20091108-234938/Ayala_Triangle_Gardens__to_be_unveiled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-42093204054534574?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/42093204054534574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=42093204054534574&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/42093204054534574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/42093204054534574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/ayala-triangle-gardens.html' title='Ayala Triangle Gardens'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4558413694779525207</id><published>2010-11-02T08:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:34:29.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='csa'/><title type='text'>HS Barkada Halloween Party 2010</title><content type='html'>Here's my last halloween thing for 2010, also my last backlog for October (I think. haha!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/haven-for-children-halloween-party.html"&gt;halloween party in Haven for Children&lt;/a&gt;, I attended the halloween party with my HS friends. Originally it's a joint celebration for &lt;i&gt;October and November&lt;/i&gt; celebrants, which ended up in an &lt;b&gt;all-black themed halloween potluck party&lt;/b&gt; - with food (and party ideas) from EVERYONE. Everyone's just so active when it comes to halloween planning, perhaps coz it's been a tradition/reunion, which we've been doing almost every year since high school! If that was still a party of birthday celebrants (which includes ME by the way.)  ...thanks then! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5134639403/" title="barkada halloween 2010 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1066/5134639403_96257bc451.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="barkada halloween 2010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls (liezl's in green - pasaway! tsk!) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5135233712/" title="barkada halloween 2010 by leda_cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5135233712_4ba733538d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="barkada halloween 2010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, minus Imma (tsk!) and the ppl abroad *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night for comfort foods, booze and wii as always. But one thing I just realized - lately - each event brings big news. For September, two more babies were added in the barkada. And for last month (October), someone got engaged! (For the Nth time I'll say...) &lt;b&gt;we really are getting old!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* - Pics from Dax. I grabbed them from fb, Dax. sorry! and thanks! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4558413694779525207?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4558413694779525207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4558413694779525207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4558413694779525207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4558413694779525207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/hs-barkada-halloween-party-2010.html' title='HS Barkada Halloween Party 2010'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1066/5134639403_96257bc451_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-334765765918891386</id><published>2010-11-01T11:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T08:03:28.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven for Children Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I got a chance to attend an outreach program again, after a really really long time. The last time was during college I think! Thanks to Del who organized the whole thing. &lt;b&gt;Good job!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was held at &lt;b&gt;DSWD NCR Haven for Children&lt;/b&gt;, an orphanage located just right across ATC. I thought it would be the usual where we'll feed kids, give gifts, and all that. Turns out that it was a real halloween party, where kids (all boys btw) were SO into it - they wore zombie costumes, they had realistic halloween decors, and they danced almost the whole night! (Thriller and other pop songs, with full choreography!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5133970267/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/5133970267_276cc52bc3.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSC07717" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thriller&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Halloween Decoration contest, do not underestimate these kids - they came up with really creative ideas! One team had a creepy house made of twigs, with a "road" in front, labeled &lt;b&gt;"Balete Drive"&lt;/b&gt;. There was even a toy car to complete the props. haha! Our fave was the cemetery labeled &lt;b&gt;"Loyola Memorial Park"&lt;/b&gt; - it had tombs, vines, dried grass and the kids themselves as the dead people. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5134572010/" title="DSC07737 by leda_lakwatsera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1111/5134572010_af5170a00a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSC07737" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balete Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5133975453/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1367/5133975453_eb308a195e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSC07739" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyola Memorial Park&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I really liked most was the "Lamay". There's a coffin, surrounded by flowers, chairs, candles, and all that. Upon judging, the kids acted like someone really died - &lt;b&gt;a real kid lied in the coffin, kids around him cried, then the "dead" kid rose then walked like a zombie! &lt;/b&gt; then the other kids ran, shouting like they're so terrified! haha, really hilarious! Too bad, I wasn't able to take a pic, as it was really dark and chaotic (imagine, a kid rose from the dead!!! hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, and before the announcement of winners, these kids taught us to dance, they literally dragged us to the dance floor. It was sweet, how can you say no??! haha! It was tiring but these kids were so hyper, they never got tired! They just kept on dancing Thriller and Justin Bieber songs, which was really amazing &lt;i&gt;(one kid by the way corrected my dance steps at one point. oops sorry po! hahaha!)&lt;/i&gt;. These kids are so &lt;b&gt;bibbo&lt;/b&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5133960623/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/5133960623_58107ed571_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC07765" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5133958103/" &gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5133958103_dbc145b747_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC07762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5134554790/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1171/5134554790_5a17634a87_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC07755" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46336985@N03/5133953433/" &gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1311/5133953433_a3f00e2ccf_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC07750" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(first pic by the way is the KUBA - best in costume!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was fun and fulfilling! I'm so glad Del came up with this event. These jolly kids deserve such parties once in a while. As the emcee said, &lt;i&gt;"I hope this isn't the first and last party from kuya Rondel."&lt;/i&gt; I also hope so! I'm hoping we could do this again next year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-334765765918891386?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/334765765918891386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=334765765918891386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/334765765918891386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/334765765918891386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/11/haven-for-children-halloween-party.html' title='Haven for Children Halloween Party'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/5133970267_276cc52bc3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-9151894213338850430</id><published>2010-10-22T13:35:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:41:53.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='csa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><title type='text'>Early BER fun stuff!</title><content type='html'>Backlogs backlogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sep 25&lt;/b&gt; - Outing at Lago de Oro, with my HS friends. Nothing to do, except wakeboarding and swimming (in the pool. Beach's dirty, but photogenic during sunset at least!). And perhaps pigging out with 'smuggled' food and booze, because there's corkage and food inside's really pricey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/5035767263/" title="Sunset @ Lago de oro by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5035767263_d32a3ddf88.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Sunset @ Lago de oro" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calatagan Sunset :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1103/5107435256_2e1ebd2a2e.jpg" width="500" height="375"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group pic! a lot weren't able to come actually.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did enjoy this one. Not that I loved the wakeboarding experience okay! I never went beyond 3 meters, and muscle pain woke me up the next day. plus, the soil underneath felt gross, too squishy (I remember Roger saying, &lt;i&gt;"Parang tae ng sheep!"&lt;/i&gt; haha!). gaaah! Wakeboarding sucks!!! I just loved the fact that finally I was able to try this famous adventure ...then realizing as early as now that &lt;b&gt;this sport IS NOT FOR ME!&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oct 9&lt;/b&gt; - Outing at Zambales, with Lou's family. I thought I'd be a party pooper, having slight fever from friday night to saturday afternoon, but no. Thanks to bioflu (hehe), I was able to swim, pigout, and bond with everyone (up till now I'm hoping I did not make any booboo for them to dislike me. Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1429/5106836043_d0aee0283e_m.jpg" width="240" height="180"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1324/5107432984_da0166de2e_m.jpg" width="240" height="166"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1166/5106838737_2a2ce09f81_m.jpg" width="240" height="180"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5106835247_5f7d6575af_m.jpg" width="240" height="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1188/5106838407_d8b00e5b27.jpg" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at &lt;b&gt;Canoe Resort&lt;/b&gt;, which was good - clean and not crowded (or maybe it's the rainy season). The weather wasn't good on our first day btw, so we weren't able to island-hop ..which I've been looking forward to. Good that the resort had a pool, and sunday's weather was good, I was able to enjoy night swimming, then the beach the next day! I LOVED the beach, the sand, and the landscape. That, plus the thought of island hopping, makes me want to go back! (Zambales, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Manila... (&lt;i&gt;yeah, by now, my skin's 2 shades darker!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was supposed to watch &lt;b&gt;Eat Pray Love&lt;/b&gt; with the girls. But since I heard that it's dragging, Bev and I watched &lt;b&gt;Petrang Kabayo&lt;/b&gt; instead. Very hilarious! One line I'll never forget: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;walang taong pangit. Depende lang yan sa katabi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND finally, I'm slowly getting back the energy! The other night I attended a cycling class, after around &lt;b&gt;8 months of no gym, 4 months of no regular tennis, and perhaps 3 years of no cycling.&lt;/b&gt; So can you imagine?! It was really exhausting! I think I shed a bucket of sweat (haha!), I felt like I'll have a heart attack, then pass out anytime soon, but I just kept on going because I was in front, and Toby, the instructor, seemed so strict. I survived that 45 minutes of hell! But that really felt good afterwards! I'll definitely attend a cycling class at least once a week!!! (&lt;b&gt;OT:&lt;/b&gt; I saw Venus Raj at the gym - very &lt;i&gt;payatut and maitim&lt;/i&gt;, but wow she has sexy curves and she's prettier in personal!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things I'm looking forward to, still in October:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh I really love ber months!)&lt;br /&gt;- Chad's wedding&lt;br /&gt;- Del's outreach program&lt;br /&gt;- Halloween party with my HS friends, as the tradition goes :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-9151894213338850430?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/9151894213338850430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=9151894213338850430&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/9151894213338850430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/9151894213338850430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/10/early-ber-fun-stuff.html' title='Early BER fun stuff!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5035767263_d32a3ddf88_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1410106325374251422</id><published>2010-10-07T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:55:41.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><title type='text'>I. AM. FATTEY.</title><content type='html'>The free gym offer from Lou was the last straw (&lt;i&gt;oh wow, this is my first time to mention &amp;quot;Lou&amp;quot; in this blog!&lt;/i&gt;). My &lt;i&gt;Fatness&lt;/i&gt; finally sunk in - not when my cousins were telling me so, not when my officemates were joking that I may be pregnant (haha!), not when I myself felt that my pants are getting tighter and tighter (and my loose shirts are becoming baby tees). It was this - when just one morning, Lou said he&amp;#39;s enrolling me in the gym. And it wasn&amp;#39;t even an option. It was a statement. Gee, it felt like someone gave me a deo. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friend&amp;#39;s theory goes - if the term &lt;i&gt;Fatness&lt;/i&gt; can possibly be involved, there&amp;#39;s no way can you win an argument with a girl . funny how I used to disagree on this theory, but now, it makes sense. haha! I really am a girly girl after all! Anyway, I stopped whining and accepted his treat. It&amp;#39;s - after all - FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I got up early morning then went to Gold&amp;#39;s Gym glorietta. It&amp;#39;s my 2nd comeback, and as expected, it was enlightening. I realized how much I missed the place, the contagious aura of active yuppies, the group exercises, the machines, THE SAUNA, EVERYTHING. well, except for the old cardio machines, and the smelly lockers (SORRY, GOLD&amp;#39;S GYM ALABANG BABY HERE! HAHA!). But, who am I to rant now right. I said I have no budget for this, then here comes a guy who can treat me to this awesome place. haha! All in all, it was fun and refreshing! It jump-started my work day as early as 8am! This is exactly what I needed! (&lt;i&gt;Last rant promise: no more free towels! huhu!&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lou said that simply, he wants to enjoy the gym ...with &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;. Okay, I&amp;#39;ll start believing that. working out together is sweet, fun and MOST IMPORTANTLY - HEALTHY! Or. no. wait a minute. I&amp;#39;m fattey. &lt;b&gt;LOU ENROLLED ME IN THE GYM BECAUSE HE THINKS I&amp;#39;M FATTEY!&lt;/b&gt; (really, guys, there&amp;#39;s no good escape from this argument) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but it doesn&amp;#39;t matter now. I&amp;#39;m looking forward to my next visit! hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1410106325374251422?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1410106325374251422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1410106325374251422&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1410106325374251422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1410106325374251422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-fattey.html' title='I. AM. FATTEY.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4933360772782717375</id><published>2010-09-29T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T12:10:00.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress, pressure, etc. they come in small ways, sometimes.</title><content type='html'>1) I haven't watched the very fresh first TWO episodes of How I Met Your Mother Season 6 (YES, SEASON 6!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I haven't finished Eat, Pray, Love (How many times have I mentioned this? hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) ADMU made it to the finals, I lost a bet, I owe someone 1 whole chooks to go chicken. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I finally decided to go on a diet ...but I still feel like I'm getting bigger and bigger each day. Really, I need serious regular exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I still haven't used my phone allowance ...because I have a new phone. And I need to purchase ASAP. I may sound braggy, but no - really, I don't like maintaining 2 phones, 2 numbers, 2 sets of contacts, 2 sets of playlists, 2 sets of phone accessories, etc. And both have binding contracts, so I can't sell any for now. It drives me nuts! gaaaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4933360772782717375?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4933360772782717375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4933360772782717375&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4933360772782717375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4933360772782717375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/09/stress-pressure-etc-they-come-in-small.html' title='stress, pressure, etc. they come in small ways, sometimes.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3249881834837128841</id><published>2010-09-27T18:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:56:07.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Interview, noon at ngayon.</title><content type='html'>I just got another proof that kids these days want to be spoon fed. Or at least the students who interviewed me earlier - There was this group of students that came in our office to interview some Java developers. I was picked by "inimaynimo" by my team, thus I gave 20 mins of my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the [comp sci] students wanted to know what kind of systems I'm working with, when or where or why I would recommend Java, etc. I have no idea what this is for, but I assume it's the school's way to prepare them for the industry or maybe just to let them appreciate Java in a different way. I really dunno. ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main interviewer wasn't prepared, she didn't have a script of questions. good if she memorized, but no, she was stuttering, changing words time to time to correct her grammar, stopping the video taker too sometimes when she feels like she asked the wrong questions, etc. her groupmates on the other hand, weren't so helpful as they also can't remember the questions they needed. Then after the interviewer's "last" question (If I remember correctly, that was, what PL would I recommend, and what advice can I give to comp sci students like them) ...she then jumped back to which part of Java I like least and what IDE I'm using. gaaah. Before leaving they discussed too, IN FRONT OF ME, if they overlooked something, if the questions are "pwede na", if that interview would be enough for their project, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were obviously not prepared. The whole thing was really messy, they were putting themselves (and their school) in shame. tsk tsk kids. That was really far from the interviews I (or we) did back in college! otherwise I could've gotten a 0.0 in FILIPI (oh, how fun and fulfilling those days were... hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got a box of krispy kreme - token of appreciation. :)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm such a bitch for posting this, but you kids should learn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3249881834837128841?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3249881834837128841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3249881834837128841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3249881834837128841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3249881834837128841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/09/interview-noon-at-ngayon.html' title='Interview, noon at ngayon.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7230841701609895829</id><published>2010-09-22T21:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:56:28.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quotable quotes from all over</title><content type='html'>I'm done with quotes from books, movies, and series. There are quotes that are more striking, which you'll get from your friends, surprisingly. This is what I've compiled in the past 8 months (because I learned to be more attentive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to clarify by the way, that NOT ALL were addressed to me. haha! Anyway, &lt;b&gt;Reader&lt;/b&gt;, some of these may be YOURS. let me know if you want your name to be disclosed. haha!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R:&lt;/b&gt; pag nagkaron na ng iba x mo, kahit pa may iba ka na, may onting kirot pa rin yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; pag pinagpalit ka sa panget, makaka move-on ka kaagad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S:&lt;/b&gt; may mga babaeng ligawin, may mga babaeng gustuhin lang ...pero di ligawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; "we're just friends"?! we're just friends my PWET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R:&lt;/b&gt; ang manok, mas madaling hulihin pag nakatali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L:&lt;/b&gt; mahirap mam-basted ng lalaking di naman nanliligaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C:&lt;/b&gt; kung ndi sha nagtanong at wala kang sinabi, ndi ibig sabihin nagsisinungaling ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; ang kasunod ng ex mo, e siguradong rebound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L: &lt;/b&gt;pag nang-agaw ka, aagawan ka din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M: &lt;/b&gt;pag iniisip mong di na darating kasal sa buhay mo, DUN ka ikakasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C:&lt;/b&gt; para maging optimistic, magsimula ka sa pagiging pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;(to which &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt; replied: tama, expectations lead to frustrations!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; solo living, dual living, whatever. ano ba matanda na tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D:&lt;/b&gt; nahiya ka pa magkwento. ano ba matanda na tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; pssh, formality nalang yan. ano ba matanda na tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; e ano kung buntis sha, pinagchichismisan pa ba yon. ano ba matanda na tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B:&lt;/b&gt; opposites attract? psssh, di totoo yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L:&lt;/b&gt; 3 month rule? psssh, di totoo yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M:&lt;/b&gt; uupo ka lang sa park o coffee shop tapos may makikilala ka na? psssh, di totoo yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R:&lt;/b&gt; Umuulan. nakikiramay ang langit sa pagdadalamhati ng sawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;J:&lt;/b&gt; magkayakap. pero ndi kayo ... okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; kung pinagpalit ka na, mabuting malaman mo na ngayon kesa bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A:&lt;/b&gt; gumaganda/gumagwapo ang taong pangit pag sumasaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L:&lt;/b&gt; pag may dalang alak, may binabalak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E:&lt;/b&gt; pag may dalang c2, may gustu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;C:&lt;/b&gt; LET'S DRINK TO THAT!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA! :) &lt;br /&gt;want to add some more? :P&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7230841701609895829?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7230841701609895829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7230841701609895829&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7230841701609895829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7230841701609895829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/09/quotable-quotes-from-all-over.html' title='Quotable quotes from all over'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8520693642278555030</id><published>2010-09-14T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:56:50.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>My 3rd Solo Travel</title><content type='html'>(Continuation...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morning, I took a van to San Francisco, Agusan (del Sur, I think) then took a really nice Bachelor Express bus to Davao City (really awesome, the bus is new, clean, spacious and really cold. I've always looked foward to this ride!!! Babaw I know! Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6.5 hours all in all, there I was in &lt;b&gt;Marco Polo&lt;/b&gt; hotel. I never planned to splurge the way, I was just enticed by my uncle who had a transferable discount in this hotel ...which I ended up keeping because it's more &lt;i&gt;sulit&lt;/i&gt; for huge suites (and I'm sure the family will be able to use it before it expires!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4989015466/" title="Marco Polo by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/4989015466_98ba938187.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Marco Polo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY ROOM. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 2pm, but I was already tired. So after eating the shawarma I grabbed in NCCC (where I got off, and took a cab), I fell asleep and woke up at 6pm! I felt like I wasted time, skipping a lot of things in my afternoon list. so I immediately got out, hoping that I can shop enough before 7pm, &lt;b&gt;Aldevinco&lt;/b&gt;'s closing time (that shopping center with a wide variety of Mindanao's products).  I was about to stop a cab when I noticed that Ateneo de Davao's right infront of me ...which meant that Aldevinco's just 1 block away, or - seriously - just 1 minute away! Good I remembered Ateneo as the landmark, or the cab driver could've died laughing. Hehe! (or he could've roamed me around the city first, wasting my money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped for the usual stuff - shawls, bags, accessories, etc. I think I did half of my Christmas shopping already. Haha! This time too, I didn't forget to buy stuff for myself... That's my regret in the previous years! I went back in the hotel feeling so fulfilled, also because I saved a lot for my transpo to Aldevinco. I think I'll forever love Marco Polo for that reason. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then thought of having dinner in Matina Town Square but then rain poured heavily. At first it felt bad, having no choice but to dine in the hotel's resto ...then I realized that the price's same as outside PLUS cab rides anyway ...so I excitedly scouted for hotel foods without guilt. I enjoyed checking out all 3 restos, holding just a book and a cellphone, giving the aura, &lt;i&gt;"I'm checked in here, I'm hungry, and I haven't found the food that may fit my taste!"&lt;/i&gt; haha! How sosyal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up in &lt;b&gt;Lotus&lt;/b&gt;, a quiet chinese resto which gave me a perfect spot to read a book. Food was good, not too pricey for a hotel resto, and service is excellent. My only rant is that they don't serve dimsums for dinner, though they're available for lunch. But hu-whyyy right? (Bev, I'm still not done with Eat, Pray, Love!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ended my day, still a bit cramming... I had lots of to-do things in my list, but I've done just one so far - to shop in Aldevinco *sigh*. I then started trimming my list - &lt;i&gt;why feel such pressure, when I'm here to rest anyway???&lt;/i&gt; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next day, eager to make the most out of my stay in the hotel. So I immediately got up, dressed up in loose clothes on top of my swimming attire, then went down to eat breakfast (ohyesss, sulitin ang pool, magexercise after magpakababoy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I LOVE BREAKFAST BUFFETS IN HOTELS! Generally, I mean. Simply coz I'm a breakfast person, I eat A LOT for breakfast, and buffets in hotels give me that chance to do so, without spending (well, unless you're not checked in) haha, how baboy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988411779/" title="Marco Polo Breakfast by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/4988411779_68590d4636.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Marco Polo Breakfast" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988411861/" title="Marco Polo Breakfast by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/4988411861_571043f4bd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Marco Polo Breakfast" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIY congee&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I loved their do-it-yourself congee, native hot chocolate, and their dessert - not the usual cakes, but sliced FRUITS. in yogurt! (and they have 3 flavors!). But what I loved most is their BOTTOMLESS &lt;b&gt;MANGOSTEEN AND RAMBUTAN&lt;/b&gt;!!! Where in Manila would you find that? Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988412197/" title="Marco Polo Breakfast by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4104/4988412197_b62028ec3c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Marco Polo Breakfast" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits in yogurt! (I chose blueberry flavor)&lt;br /&gt;...and CHAMYTO. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4989016046/" title="Marco Polo Breakfast by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4989016046_86c6747d7c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Marco Polo Breakfast" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST part of my breakfast&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then tried their pool, which was so-so. I guess I really am not a pool person. Hehe. But generally, it was nice, neat, a good place actually to hangout, especially at night. Some pics: (and look, there's one proof that I'm still the queen of &lt;i&gt;self-photography&lt;/i&gt;. Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988412317/" title="Marco Polo - Pool by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/4988412317_d58255b7d9.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Marco Polo - Pool" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4989016618/" title="Marco Polo by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/4989016618_1471eb7de5.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Marco Polo" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco Polo, from the pool area&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/4989211296_29b1112e04_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. hehe.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out feeling a bit dissatisfied. I feel like I need at least 3 nights in a hotel, alone, before I can say that I'm rejuvenated enough. Hehe! Oh well, next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my flight's 10pm, which meant I still had a half day to spend around the city. But as always, I decided to spend it in a place where there's &lt;b&gt;massage, durian coffee, kinilaw, pasalubong items, and package counter where I could leave my stuff&lt;/b&gt;. Where else? &lt;b&gt;SM&lt;/b&gt; of course! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I had lunch at &lt;b&gt;Antonio's&lt;/b&gt; (really, I can't leave Mindanao without having kinilaw!), got an aromatherapy massage at &lt;b&gt;MediSpa&lt;/b&gt;, then had durian coffee at &lt;b&gt;Blugre&lt;/b&gt;. Oh, and I watched &lt;b&gt;Going The Distance&lt;/b&gt; btw. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988412443/" title="Antonio's (SM) - Kinilaw with salted eggs by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/4988412443_75e84f701f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Antonio's (SM) - Kinilaw with salted eggs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio's - Kinilaw with salted eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/4988607107_3801fe8533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blugre - Durian Larcepuccino &lt;br /&gt;(ata. basta, durian frap, something like that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988412699/" title="Blugre - Pita chips with Mozarella and Tuna by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/4988412699_57d531dd25.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Blugre - Pita chips with Mozarella and Tuna" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blugre - Pita chips with Mozarella and Tuna&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those were enough for me to kill time. The next thing I knew, I was there in Davao int'l airport, waiting for my flight back to Manila... still burping time to time, which tasted like DURIAN (hahaha, sorry, TMI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad a bit, knowing that my vacation's over... That tomorrow's another day at work... And that I have no idea if I'll still be able to solo-travel again after this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8520693642278555030?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8520693642278555030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8520693642278555030&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8520693642278555030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8520693642278555030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-3rd-solo-travel.html' title='My 3rd Solo Travel'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/4989015466_98ba938187_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7650946808185468231</id><published>2010-09-13T21:20:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:57:10.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Tandag's Fiesta 2010 (388th!)</title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm back!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Tandag, Surigao del Sur with my family, for the town fiesta. (Also from Davao ...ALONE. So that should be a separate post. Heehee!) For now, here's the first part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sep 8 - I left my apartment early and met my parents and sister at the airport for our 8:30 flight.  I was kinda excited, knowing that it's been YEARS since we last went on a "family trip". At the same time I felt quite uncomfy psyching myself that &lt;i&gt;"this trip's gonna be a tiring one"&lt;/i&gt;, having senior citizen parents who are not light packers. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4105/4989210770_f73222c521_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4154/4988606645_bd582444d9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at manila airport (terminal 3)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived &lt;b&gt;Butuan&lt;/b&gt; after an hour (&lt;i&gt;wow cebu pacific, you gave no hassles this time. I think I'm going to love you again!&lt;/i&gt;) then we took a van going to Tandag. The trip was awesome, rough roads are gone, it took us only 4 hours more or less to reach Tandag. It used to be a bumpy and dusty 6-8 hour ride back when I was in 4th grade! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988997676/" title="Shrimps by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/4988997676_2d3c0f53f7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Shrimps" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrimps, at Lianga stopover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988394287/" title="Tandag Plaza by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/4988394287_44cd451d21.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Tandag Plaza" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tandag Plaza&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Tandag, we all still had the energy to hear mass (it was Mama Mary's birthday!). Then we had our dinner at my aunt's place, then that's it, our energy was drained. We slept early for the long days ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sep 9 - we had breakfast by the beach! I think this is the first time that I wasn't so enticed to swim. Perhaps that usual shoreline no longer attracts me, after I've seen better beaches in nearby towns. Oh well. hehe! Then we went to the nearby town, Tago, to visit relatives (both dead and alive haha!). There we also had our first dose of crabs. Mmmm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4129/4989211036_b1932c7d09_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;with nephews (cousin's kids)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988411089/" title="Pudding n Buchi by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/4988411089_28df4d736d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Pudding n Buchi" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;homemade pudding and buchi!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cousin gave us a lil tour btw. She showed us the ongoing construction of &lt;b&gt;Tago-La Paz bridge&lt;/b&gt;, which will soon cut the trips to/from south by more or less one hour! We hanged out for a while under the bridge, and I was so amazed the whole time as it was my very first time to see, up close, the &lt;b&gt;junction of a river and an ocean&lt;/b&gt;! And it's not &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; a river, or &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; an ocean - I'm talking about Tago river - the largest river I've seen in my travels, and PACIFIC ocean!!! So cool isn't it?! (or maybe it's just me. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988394401/" title="Tago-La Paz bridge by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4150/4988394401_5c616e9e58.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Tago-La Paz bridge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tago-La Paz Bridge &lt;br /&gt;(that's papa, wearing white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4988410955/" title="Tago-La Paz bridge by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4988410955_8bc6a53c57.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Tago-La Paz bridge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where Tago River (LEFT) meets Pacific Ocean (RIGHT)! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the most hilarious - Back in Tandag, my sister and I went to the plaza to watch the &lt;b&gt;BOXING MATCH OF GAYS&lt;/b&gt;!!! (entitled: &lt;b&gt;"Boksing ng mga bading -The friendly and peace-loving gays of Tandag."&lt;/b&gt;) HAHAHA! Funny how they punched, like it was just a cat fight, a &lt;i&gt;harutan&lt;/i&gt;, rather than serious boxing. Haha! And gee, most of them wore girly attire (like &lt;i&gt;pecpec&lt;/i&gt; shorts! Haha!) and makeup! Really hilarious! Haha! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, dinner - &lt;b&gt;LECHON and CRABS&lt;/b&gt; again! That was only my 2nd day in Tandag yet my tummy's already used to eating &lt;i&gt;pyesta&lt;/i&gt; foods, and double rice per meal. Huhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sep 10 - we went to another nearby town, &lt;b&gt;Cortez&lt;/b&gt;. We're lucky that tide's low, we were able to take pics on the fine reddish sand, which I really loved! The weather wasn't so good so we didn't stay long, but at least a land tenant gave 3 branches of bananas! Funny that we're so giddy about it, even though we knew we won't be able to bring it back to manila. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4989015280/" title="Low Tide by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/4989015280_17525342e1.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Low Tide" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/4989211130_f0e2c68bfa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;with uncle allan&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4148/4988606949_de91edfc76_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;d bananas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at my aunt's house. Omygawddd, &lt;b&gt;LECHON again!!!&lt;/b&gt; Then in the afternoon, while my parents went house hopping for the very plenty lunch/ dinner invitations (that's how Tandag's fiesta is!) Ate minnie and I just stayed indoors, at my aunt's house. We took a nap, watched TV, played with our nephews, and ate A LOT for dinner, simply &lt;i&gt;buhay baboy&lt;/i&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting my 2nd serving of humongous shrimps and lechon leftovers, I think, when my cousin told me that I'm getting bigger (huhuhu) and that I should stop getting more - to which I replied, &lt;b&gt;"one shouldn't go on a diet, on his last day of vacation!"&lt;/b&gt;. Actually, I still had 2 more days but I'll spend them in Davao ...so technically, that night is considered as a &lt;i&gt;last day&lt;/i&gt; right?! Haha, excuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other cousin then told me that I'll be missing a lot ...as they'll spend the next day on a nice beach, out of town. That thought saddened me a bit, worsened by the thought of not having &lt;b&gt;kinilaw&lt;/b&gt; for the entire fiesta (really unusual!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I thought, I'll be back next summer anyway. and next fiesta. and next next summer. and next next fiesta. I have &lt;b&gt;FOREVER&lt;/b&gt; to enjoy those things I missed this year! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and I CAN HAVE KINILAW IN DAVAO INSTEAD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 kwento comin' up! (SOLO TRAVEL!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7650946808185468231?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7650946808185468231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7650946808185468231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7650946808185468231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7650946808185468231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/09/tandags-fiesta-2010-388th.html' title='Tandag&apos;s Fiesta 2010 (388th!)'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4105/4989210770_f73222c521_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3837183551309384718</id><published>2010-09-01T13:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:22:08.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unabridged weekend kwento - after N years!</title><content type='html'>This will be the leda version of bev's post &lt;a href="http://biverly.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-rush.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of my saturday at [muntinlupa] home, eating and sleeping. and watching TV. For the first time I watched &lt;b&gt;Ms. Universe 2010&lt;/b&gt; (replay). I knowww I'm such a loser, but better late than &lt;b&gt;major major&lt;/b&gt; late! hahaha! my sister then texted me if I want to attend a free yoga class at Shangri-la EDSA. knowing that I'll be in Ortigas the next day anyway, I said yes! and managed to drag the new YES girl, bev! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, Sunday I woke up early to attend the yoga class with bev and my sister. turns out that the class is in &lt;b&gt;Chi Spa&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;oh, how sosyal!&lt;/i&gt;). Instructor was &lt;b&gt;Binky&lt;/b&gt; - my sister's housemate back in college who's now a certified yoga instructor. Her style is cool, way deeper than the yoga classes I've tried in gyms before. We learned other &lt;b&gt;koshas&lt;/b&gt;, or our layers apart from the &lt;i&gt;Annamaya kosha&lt;/i&gt; or physical self (&lt;i&gt;tama ba tong pinagsasasabi ko?&lt;/i&gt;). 2 hours flew amazingly like 30 minutes. It was really relaxing! Anywayyy, if you're interested, follow Binky's classes &lt;a href="http://yogacircle08.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, bev and I had lunch at Mcdo El Pueblo, then got our room for two in &lt;b&gt;The Malayan Plaza&lt;/b&gt;, a quite new hotel that's just across Podium. I know, that really looked and sounded lesbian! hahaha! Sally, Marcy and Mae then came. Yes that's actually an all-girls night out, slash traditional overnight, slash Sally's bridal shower! (hahaha! peace, sally!) Yeppp, we managed to fit in a room for two! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of bowling, shopping, pigging out, reading (while everyone's asleep maybe), and many more... but we ended up doing just a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/b&gt;: Bev thought of &lt;b&gt;Forever 21&lt;/b&gt; in Megamall, and the idea thrilled me. I've been hearing a lot about it lately ...and yes, I've never been there before, ever. I'm not that shopaholic to know! also, I've been wanting a new mini skirt - denim or khaki ...so I was so excited! Anyway, so there were we, rummaging through varied girly clothes and accessories, when I realized that this Forever 21 isn't "Leda". haha! There's actually one item (just one!) that attracted me - a khaki skirt worth 1k. the lining was unique, and it had 2 huge black buttons in front, as far as I can remember. I was about to try it when marcy told me: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"pag suot mo nyan sa labas, may kaparehas kang sampung babae na ganyan din ang suot!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hahaha! Thus I decided not to take it. thanks Marcy, that really saved my 1k! And you know, that made sense - in Megamall, it seems that wherever I looked, there's at least one girl holding a shopping bag from Forever 21!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up in Cinderella instead, where I found a plain khaki skirt for half the price. And it was more "Leda"- dainty-er and cheaper for the same quality! I was so happy with it, also with the thought that I actually didn't drag the other 4 girls in that skirt-searching ...because each bought at least 1 item! (and it's funny that we even had them punched in one receipt, just for the raffle stuff -- where we won nothing. haha!) It was really fun, and quite overwhelming, because I've never gone shopping with these girls, ever! It's only now I realized that this is really therapeutic in a way. haha! Maybe we should do this once a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT SO PIG OUT&lt;/b&gt;: Then we had dinner at &lt;b&gt;Chef's Quarter&lt;/b&gt; (I think). So-so italian food. Yep, no more bowling. Megamall was just so crowded and chaotic. We went back to the hotel instead, had ice cream from 7-11, videoke-ed for a while (&lt;i&gt;which I didn't survive btw because the activity fit the trio more - sally, marcy and mae. haha!&lt;/i&gt;), THEN WATCHED THE &lt;b&gt;REPLAY OF MS. UNIVERSE&lt;/b&gt;. again?! haha! I think by 12mn, we were all sound asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with Bev: we really are getting older! we can no longer do the overnight stuff we did 5 years ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, all in all, it was a blast! Things may be different now, and perhaps things will be different again after another 5 yrs, but I'll still want this kind of girl-bonding for a long weekend: no work in mind, no senti shit to share (haha!), no anything. Thanks Ate Minnie for the yoga, Bev, Mae, Marcy and Sally for the "&lt;i&gt;all the single ladies&lt;/i&gt;" overnight! Sa uulitin!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3837183551309384718?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3837183551309384718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3837183551309384718&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3837183551309384718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3837183551309384718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/09/unabridged-weekend-kwento-after-n-years.html' title='An unabridged weekend kwento - after N years!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4023476154883072544</id><published>2010-08-20T11:30:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:57:34.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos'/><title type='text'>books... FOR FREE!</title><content type='html'>This is actually a continuation of my post about the &lt;i&gt;6 months of everything&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's been &lt;b&gt;6 months&lt;/b&gt; since I last disposed accumulated stuff and because I vowed to myself that I will do this every 6 months for the rest of my life... I'm giving away books! yes, they're &lt;b&gt;F-R-E-E&lt;/b&gt;: (books in pink rows are already taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=1 cellpadding=3 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=pink width=1%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07243.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign=top bgcolor=pink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Title: Going Home&lt;br /&gt;Author: Danielle Steel&lt;br /&gt;Original Price: Php 289&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOK GOES TO ABBY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=lightgreen&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07242.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign=top bgcolor=lightgreen&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Mixed Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Author: Danielle Steel&lt;br /&gt;Original Price: Php 395&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=pink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07239.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign=top bgcolor=pink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Title: It's Okay to Miss the Bed on the First Jump&lt;br /&gt;Author: John O' Hurley&lt;br /&gt;Original Price: RM 42 (~ Php 600)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOK GOES TO LOU B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=pink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07240.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign=top bgcolor=pink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Title: Vanity Drive &lt;br /&gt;Author: Yvonne Lee&lt;br /&gt;Original Price: RM 29.90 (~ Php 450)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOK GOES TO AECY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these are &lt;i&gt;oldskul&lt;/i&gt; books, I'm actually quite ashamed to show that I still have these books... But I'm sharing these, thinking you might want add this to your &lt;i&gt;oldskul&lt;/i&gt; collection, or you might want this for your daughters. ahahaha! uso pa ba ito sa henerasyon nila?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=1 cellpadding=3 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=lightgreen width=1%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07244.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td  valign=top bgcolor=lightgreen&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: The House of Death&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Valley University - Thriller Edition&lt;br /&gt;Author: Francine Pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=lightgreen&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07245.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td  valign=top bgcolor=lightgreen&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Jessica's Secret Diary Vol. 2&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Valley High&lt;br /&gt;Author: Francine Pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly. this one's not free as it's a bit expensive, a bit new, and still in very good condition, originally Php 739. &lt;b&gt;I'm selling this for just Php 300!!!&lt;/b&gt; I recommend this one, I loved this so much. All pages are glossy and colored! most importantly, it's VERY effective. But I'm disposing this because I've memorized its contents by heart, and I'm planning to buy a new set of yoga books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=1 cellpadding=4 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td bgcolor=pink width=1%&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC07241.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td  valign=top bgcolor=pink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Title: Yoga - Finding balance and serenity in everyday life&lt;br /&gt;(I recommend this for busy yuppies!)&lt;br /&gt;Author: Stella Weller&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOK GOES TO BEV.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First come first serve. give me a buzz in YM, or email me at &lt;b&gt;aleydis@gmail.com&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4023476154883072544?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4023476154883072544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4023476154883072544&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4023476154883072544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4023476154883072544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/08/books-for-free.html' title='books... FOR FREE!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2039900374606646382</id><published>2010-08-18T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:39:20.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Night will be on QTV!</title><content type='html'>Last night was our Nth Quiz Night (I lost count! but according to bev's mail thread, it's the 6th!). This time I went with my colleagues as Team Chad, temporarily leaving Team Leda (yes, it's still Team Leda without me!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result: Team Leda's second to the last, while Team Chad's ...well, guess what. haha! OO NA, AKO NA ANG BOBO, AKO NA ANG CARRIER NG KAMALASAN!!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QTV happened to be there as well as they will feature Murphy's Quiz Night next week. Our team was a loser but at least we were one of the teams who got an interview, so looks like we'd be able to watch ourselves on &lt;b&gt;QTV &amp;mdash; next monday, 10pm&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT - I just realized I won't be able to watch it in my apartment. no TV. can anyone adopt me during that night.....? please...? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2039900374606646382?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2039900374606646382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2039900374606646382&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2039900374606646382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2039900374606646382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/08/quiz-night-will-be-on-qtv.html' title='Quiz Night will be on QTV!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4589619338698915973</id><published>2010-08-10T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T07:51:08.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IKA-ANIM NA BUWAN!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been 6 months &amp;mdash; 6 months at work, 6 months at [makati] home, and 6 months single! (haha, I know the last info was TMI, but... I don't care, I'm proud of it!!!) I should have shared these days ago (Aug 1) but I decided to wait for my official evaluation/regularization ...just to make sure I'm not celebrating prematurely. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, wasaaap leda! ugh... I don't know where to start, I'm just so overwhelmed now. I wish I could just take a picture of my cork board at home, my room, my cube, my pedestal and the un-transferred pictures from my cam and phone. They'll surely tell a lot. haha! sorry I'm not in blogging-mode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, thanks to you dear friends for the 6-month long roller coaster ride. You guys know who you are &amp;mdash; Thank you! and... (ship. drama nito, pero totoo) Thank You Lord for keeping me alive, for helping me drag myself to see life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. oh, no no NO. sorry, pero wala akong pampa-burger. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4589619338698915973?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4589619338698915973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4589619338698915973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4589619338698915973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4589619338698915973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/08/ika-anim-na-buwan.html' title='IKA-ANIM NA BUWAN!!!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6326324905656570597</id><published>2010-07-19T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:58:06.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Cinemalaya - Limbunan</title><content type='html'>Last saturday was my first time to check out &lt;b&gt;Cinemalaya&lt;/b&gt; Philippine Independent Film Festival (yet another "first" on my list this year. kudos, leda!), also my first time to enter CCP -- no kidding! haha! The whole thing made me giddy, even though I'm not an artsy film buff ...maybe because I'm &lt;i&gt;a bit&lt;/i&gt; patriotic, and I do appreciate art in some ways ...really. Plus the whole thing's something new! I LOVE trying out new things lately, apparently. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, while I wanted to see ALL films (20 plus, I think), a friend and I watched only one - &lt;b&gt;Limbunan&lt;/b&gt;, one of the full length films, that's all about a fixed marriage in a Maguindanaon-Muslim Culture. I can't deny &amp;mdash; IT. WAS. DRAGGING. Dialogues were very few, there's no much story apart from the life of the bride (Ayesah) days before getting married, AND there were a lot of unecessary scenes ...or maybe I just didn't understand the meaning behind those scenes. haha! But somehow, it's interesting, when I've had questions in my head about fixed marriages, polygamy, and what women really feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew only two stars in the film - Techie Agbayani and Joem Bascon. The actress who played Ayesah isn't popular, neither that awesome. But I guess it's because Ayesah was a safe role. I liked Techie Agbayani more, also her role &amp;mdash; Ayesah's &lt;i&gt;bitter&lt;/i&gt; aunt whose lover was killed as her father (I think) wasn't in favor of their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was dragging, it had meaningful content, something you won't see in typical love stories. If I contemplated deep enough, (correct me if I'm wrong) the film says: Never insist something that's not right. Even if it is painful, carry your burdens unless you can take a lifetime-long regret. think DEEP, pare. DEEP! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I learned: Check out reviews before choosing an indie film. Yes, I believe not all indie films are dragging. Perhaps next time I'll go for comedy films, like &lt;b&gt;Two Funerals&lt;/b&gt;. Main actress is Tessie Thomas (I think) &amp;mdash; it's really interesting, but it didn't look &lt;i&gt;sulit&lt;/i&gt; as it was under the short film category. I also wanted to see &lt;b&gt;Emir&lt;/b&gt;, a Filipino movie musical directed by Chito Rono. I've seen it before in trailers, but I thought all along it wasn't included, as it wasn't posted on &lt;a href="http://www.lakwatsero.com/info/cinemalaya-6-films-and-schedule/"&gt;the blog we checked&lt;/a&gt; before going there. Oh well. I'll definitely see the next Cinemalaya indie film fest, whenever that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I think &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"LALIM NON A"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is now an outdated line. Once I hear a deep filipino phrase, I'll now say &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"WOW! Cinemalaya indie film line yan a! DEEP, pare. DEEP!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6326324905656570597?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6326324905656570597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6326324905656570597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6326324905656570597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6326324905656570597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/07/cinemalaya-limbunan.html' title='Cinemalaya - Limbunan'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5005376356308915176</id><published>2010-07-16T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:28:14.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saGuijo</title><content type='html'>If my long lost friend/kababata didn't invite me to Juan Pablo Dream's gig last night (she's part of that, proud of you, bianx!) then I wouldn't discover saGuijo Cafe + Bar. It's a gem - a house turned into a bar, which you'd unexpectedly find in the middle of a residential, quiet street - Guijo St., Makati City. To my surprise too, it's not purely for noisy rockers (as I once was. haha) ...as last night, bands played 60s-70s soul music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't my thing actually. since I turned 20-something, I've always preferred coffee, or quiet bars where I could chat with friends. But last night I realized, it's good to get some music for a night out, once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaGuijo's site &lt;a href="http://www.saguijo.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Music usually starts at 10pm. &lt;br /&gt;Entrance Fee: P150, free 1 bottle of beer! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5005376356308915176?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5005376356308915176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5005376356308915176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5005376356308915176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5005376356308915176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/07/saguijo.html' title='saGuijo'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3793578708726718889</id><published>2010-07-15T13:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T17:19:59.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More quiz nights!</title><content type='html'>I just realized there's no much backlog after the first quiz night, as there's only ONE word to describe our quiz nights so far &amp;mdash;&amp;mdash; &lt;b&gt;KULELAT!&lt;/b&gt; hahaha! Quoting mr.emcee's final line, &lt;i&gt;"...and STILL at the last place, team LEDA! you get a round of free shots!"&lt;/i&gt; (in his usual cute fatherly tone and smile!) Though congrats everyone for the free shots! NEVER give up! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3793578708726718889?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3793578708726718889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3793578708726718889&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3793578708726718889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3793578708726718889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-quiz-nights.html' title='More quiz nights!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3305341232843252226</id><published>2010-07-08T13:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T18:12:55.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy's Quiz Night</title><content type='html'>(&lt;b&gt;This is a backlog actually&lt;/b&gt;. Just last tuesday we had our &lt;b&gt;2nd&lt;/b&gt; quiz night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 29 - For the first time, I tried the quiz night of Murphy's - that irish pub just behind my workplace, ironically. It sounded fun and geeky, so Mela managed to drag me, who then dragged Marcy and Bev, who dragged Rach, giving us JUST 5 brains who had to compete with other teams composed of AT LEAST 7 people, who all seemed to be quiz night mainstays! gee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, there were 10 categories, with 10 questions each. They're all random, so you can't googlize everything beforehand, then go there saying &lt;i&gt;"I'm prepared!"&lt;/i&gt;, unless you're a mensa. All you need is your stock knowledge! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for the questions like: &lt;i&gt;Who is the mascot of fastfood [blah blah] in 19-[blah blah]? Who is the author of the poem [blah blah]? What insect is named after [blah blah]? What do you call the move in the sport [blah blah] where a player can [blah blah]? Who is the current prime minister of [blah blah]?&lt;/i&gt; then there's the less serious stuff - you have to guess the movie title given its ad/poster. Or, you have to watch a short film then answer questions about it. stuff like that. see, Quiz Night = really RANDOM STUFF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize: consumable P2000 for the winning team, P1000 for the 2nd, free shots for the last place, and free shots for the winning team PER CATEGORY. So, wanna know our final score? 48 out of 100. rank: 2nd to the last. hahaha! I know, I know, &lt;b&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; losers. BUT that wasn't so bad when in fact, we're the smallest team right!? And 4 of us were first timers! Oh, and we won a category so at least we got a round of free shots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so who said drinking isn't wholesome??! haha! I loved the night! I really should have something like this once a week, it is a very good brain exercise! Anyway, if you're interested, it's at Murphy's (Rufino St, Makati), Tuesdays 8pm. Fee: P100. Call 8941884 for reservations! Remember: &lt;b&gt;the more brains, the better!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures and 2nd quiz night stories to follow.......)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3305341232843252226?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3305341232843252226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3305341232843252226&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3305341232843252226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3305341232843252226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/07/murphys-quiz-night.html' title='Murphy&apos;s Quiz Night'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-7753649230105179425</id><published>2010-06-28T13:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:41:27.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Akafellas back-to-back with The Bloom Brothers</title><content type='html'>Thank God there's still energy left from our outing, Mela and I watched &lt;i&gt;Iconology&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;b&gt;The Akafellas and The Bloom Brothers&lt;/b&gt; Live! @ Bellevue Hotel, Alabang, Saturday night - June 26. It was very very VERY awesome! Thanks Mela for the invite, thanks SE17 for temporarily adopting me. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to see The Bloom Brothers, they all looked very young, so I was a bit surprised that their into &lt;i&gt;oldies&lt;/i&gt; music - Beach Boys, Beatles, etc. They play rock n roll music from 40s to 60s. I find it really cool! Not that I'm into this type of music, it's the music of MY PARENTS actually, but it's rare nowadays, right?! And I never thought that oldies music can still be as lively for my generation. Their music actually made me dance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4737988898/" title="The Bloom Brothers by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4737988898_ec2cf4ef37.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The Bloom Brothers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bloom Brothers&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then The Akafellas... I LOVE THEM! I was so amazed by their style, pure a capella, which they could do to any genre. &lt;b&gt;ANY genre.&lt;/b&gt; Seriously, They can mimic lots of musical instruments with JUST voices. They really are talented! I've seen one performance before, but it's only now that I was mesmerized - performing live makes them more awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4737354561/" title="The Akafellas by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4737354561_6375038afe.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The Akafellas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Akafellas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No post is enough to describe their talents, so I uploaded a video from that night: &lt;a href="http://aleydis.multiply.com/video/item/9"&gt;The Akafellas - Michael Jackson Tribute (Medley)&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;b&gt;watch watch watch!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmmm. That night I thought I'd dwell so much on how cute JC is (keyboards guy of The Bloom Brothers. Finally found the name. thanks google! hahaha!) But actually, since yesterday, I've been playing my Akafellas videos over and over. Looks like I'm having more of Akafellas hangover! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually took a video of ALL their numbers, including their performances with The Bloom Brothers. Thank God my cam's bat and memory survived the concert!!! I just have no time yet to upload them... huhu. I'll let you know when I'm done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-7753649230105179425?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/7753649230105179425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=7753649230105179425&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7753649230105179425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/7753649230105179425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/06/akafellas-back-to-back-with-bloom.html' title='The Akafellas back-to-back with The Bloom Brothers'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4737988898_ec2cf4ef37_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3930649341791748824</id><published>2010-06-27T15:46:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:58:35.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>First Outing, First Laiya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aleydis/4737347875/" title="Laiya by leda cabrera, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4737347875_e7715d545f_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Laiya" style="float:left; margin: 10px 10px 10px 10px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Friday (to Saturday) was our Team Building at La Luz resort, &lt;b&gt;Laiya&lt;/b&gt;. Finally I got to see that famous Laiya. The verdict? well, not that it's as spectacular as visayas/ mindanao beaches, but I can say it's the best beach I've seen in Batangas, thus far. It's clean, no plastic trash around, and the sand's good enough - not fine but not too rocky either. I think I'll stop saying &lt;i&gt;"magbbeach tayo sa batangas? edi sobrang mabato yun!? ayoko."&lt;/i&gt; HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was fun. I can't remember the last time when I didn't have to check what time it is. 24 hours straight. or even more! I also didn't have to (or didn't have the urge to) check my phone. Everyone was just into frisbee, or swimming, or strolling, or sunbathing, or volleyball, or snorkeling, or pigging out or &lt;i&gt;[insert beach activity here]&lt;/i&gt; without minding that world we left back in Manila. Wow right, this is life!!! Can all weekends be like this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really am overwhelmed with this trip. Do you know that this is my first (and perhaps the last) beach trip for the year? I never thought I could have fun like this again, after &amp;mdash; you know &amp;mdash; the start of this hell year. Plus, it's my &lt;b&gt;first outing&lt;/b&gt; with the company. Do you know that my last outing (that was company-paid. haha) was 2006??? Yeah, &lt;a href="http://ladiesrocker.livejournal.com/29446.html"&gt;the one smashed by a signal #3 typhoon&lt;/a&gt;! See I've been so deprived! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4123/4738034304_a471ae7238.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Synchronica"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's our pic &amp;mdash; my first Colibria/Synchronica pic EVER! :)&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to more fond memories ahead!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3930649341791748824?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3930649341791748824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3930649341791748824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3930649341791748824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3930649341791748824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-outing-first-laiya.html' title='First Outing, First Laiya'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4737347875_e7715d545f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6341304547470630179</id><published>2010-06-24T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:26:00.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a short lesson from McKinley</title><content type='html'>I ran to Mckinley hill for lunch, to join my former PM's despedida. It was really great to see my CAI friends, and the old faces I left 3 years ago. One thing I realized: Going back there &lt;i&gt;used to be&lt;/i&gt; a senti journey, I'd revisit the familiar cubes, recalling my happy days in my first job. But now, now that they've moved from Ayala to McKinley, it's nothing but a lunchout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now barely recall how I worked there, how each officemate worked with me, how my work routines were, or even how the office smelled. I can just remember the faces. And I don't know how or when exactly I started moving on. &lt;b&gt;Time just flew&lt;/b&gt;, I didn't notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, generally, that's how you let go. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6341304547470630179?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6341304547470630179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6341304547470630179&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6341304547470630179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6341304547470630179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/06/short-lesson-from-mckinley.html' title='a short lesson from McKinley'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1666449971591178784</id><published>2010-06-18T12:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:01:43.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>I have a new boyfriend — Ricardo</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I have a new boyfriend, his name is &lt;b&gt;Ricardo&lt;/b&gt; (Not soft R okay. Pronounce it as &lt;i&gt;Ricarrrrdo&lt;/i&gt;. Espanyol!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Tuesday I've always looked forward to going home, so finally, after a long day at work, Ricardo and I could meet up and bond. Right now we still have frequent misunderstandings, but I'm hoping that in a few days or weeks we'll get along really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him in Festival Mall just last Monday, in RJ guitars - Just nylon string, worth P1100, not bad! I don't want to spend so much for something I might not like later on right? Oh, yeah, I'm talking about my new &lt;b&gt;guitar&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's color green by the way, one day I'll post a picture of him! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1666449971591178784?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1666449971591178784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1666449971591178784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1666449971591178784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1666449971591178784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-new-boyfriend-ricardo.html' title='I have a new boyfriend &amp;mdash; Ricardo'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2661479383189120569</id><published>2010-06-13T13:00:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:01:02.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>It's time to move on and find a new love...</title><content type='html'>...but it's not what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I moved out, I've always wanted to revive my love for &lt;b&gt;piano&lt;/b&gt;. My love for playing just pops out each time I have quiet moments, I guess. Even though N times I thought I already let go of that passion. Anyway, I thought of buying (musical) keyboards - which is apparently way smaller and cheaper than the real piano ...BUT this never happened, coz of the price, plus the space + electricity this will take up. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! a crazy, REALLY CRAZY idea came up... &lt;br /&gt;I realized, &lt;b&gt;It's time to move on and find a new love&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm buying a GUITAR&lt;/b&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2661479383189120569?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2661479383189120569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2661479383189120569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2661479383189120569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2661479383189120569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/06/search-for-new-love.html' title='It&apos;s time to move on and find a new love...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4343020216727732736</id><published>2010-05-31T15:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T07:17:14.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAK-SE's Castle!</title><content type='html'>I'm not really into this type of activity, plus I'm a &lt;i&gt;"suwa-il"&lt;/i&gt; when it comes to SE stuff, so it's quite a surprise that I attended this one. But I realize, it's no surprise when I've been doing my best to be a YES girl for the past N weeks now :) hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was held last Sat at &lt;b&gt;Nature Discovery Camp, Tagaytay&lt;/b&gt;. It's an &lt;i&gt;amazing race&lt;/i&gt;, supposedly &amp;mdash; an annual fellowship thing for St. James Singles Apostolate, but with its style this year, yep it's more of a &lt;i&gt;Takeshi's Castle&lt;/i&gt;, as how it sounds. and it was fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest game: we had to dip our lotion-filled faces in a basin full of cotton balls, powder and &lt;b&gt;hair&lt;/b&gt; (eeow!), then run to the other end to deliver as much cottons as we can. Good news, the hair actually came from a wig. hehehe. Most stressful game: we had to protect our balloons (colored green, as I was in the green team) scattered all over the place, while opponents find ways to prick them. really violent. haha! &lt;b&gt;my hatest: buko pie eating contest!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to skip the night-out that usually follows a fellowship. Yeah I went home early, but I felt tired, soiled and very very very full (dunno when I can eat buko pie again!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a saturday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4343020216727732736?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4343020216727732736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4343020216727732736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4343020216727732736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4343020216727732736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/05/tak-ses-castle.html' title='TAK-SE&apos;s Castle!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2961512028483389587</id><published>2010-05-28T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:19:53.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know this is TMI but...</title><content type='html'>I just need to vent. I really hate it when it's my time of the month, my hormones are really REALLY bad. I scowled at a colleague today (at least that was just online!) over a tiny negative comment which I could easily dismiss, under normal circumstances. And oh, clumsiness is up. &lt;b&gt;Today, I accidentally stapled my middle finger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2961512028483389587?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2961512028483389587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2961512028483389587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2961512028483389587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2961512028483389587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-know-this-is-tmi-but.html' title='I know this is TMI but...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-1471306390739331698</id><published>2010-05-24T21:09:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:00:23.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Papa after 2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin: 10px 10px 10px 10px" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/DSC04213.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's been 2 months &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/february-26-to-march-26.html"&gt;since papa got out from the hospital&lt;/a&gt;, and I can say that things are getting better and better. &lt;b&gt;Thank you Lord!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sunday of May, we were able to bring him &lt;i&gt;somewhere else&lt;/i&gt; for the first time, apart from our backyard - brunch with Uncle Gilbert at Pancake House, The Fort (where this pic was taken). 3rd sunday - he had his first mass again at St Peregrine after N sundays of no mass! Then just yesterday, he attended my nephew's piano recital! WOW right? not that I thought these things could never happen again, I just thought papa still has a long way to go. well, apparently not. and for that, again, Thank you Lord! I've always looked forward to this chapter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more stuff: He attempted to vote during the May 10 elections. Sadly we had to let him stay at home because the voting system isn't senior/disabled/cardio friendly! Last week though, on a weekday, he and mama watched &lt;b&gt;Here Comes The Bride&lt;/b&gt;. Sadly too, he didn't enjoy it because he's not into that kind of movie. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-1471306390739331698?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/1471306390739331698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=1471306390739331698&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1471306390739331698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/1471306390739331698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/05/papa-after-2-months.html' title='Papa after 2 months'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5006381949453558503</id><published>2010-05-20T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:59:57.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The Last Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/ladiesrocker/thelastsong.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: I'm soooo thankful I watched this solo, otherwise someone could've seen me cry big time, over a chick flick movie. hehehe. All in all, &lt;b&gt;I liked it!&lt;/b&gt; seriously! No, not because it's a &lt;strike&gt;hannah montana&lt;/strike&gt; miley cyrus film (I admit I'm a fan. hahaha!) but because the story moved me. love... breakup... piano... AILING FATHER... aah sh#t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5006381949453558503?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5006381949453558503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5006381949453558503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5006381949453558503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5006381949453558503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-song.html' title='The Last Song'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5687287467092525100</id><published>2010-05-10T13:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:42:32.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikaw, nakaboto ka na ba?</title><content type='html'>I just did! And I'm so glad it went well, it took JUST 20 MINUTES &amp;mdash; including travel time!!! wassap with the rest of the precincts?! haha. oh well, today must be my very lucky day. hehe. [GO GIBO!]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5687287467092525100?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5687287467092525100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5687287467092525100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5687287467092525100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5687287467092525100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/05/ikaw-nakaboto-ka-na-ba.html' title='Ikaw, nakaboto ka na ba?'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6067382246173431195</id><published>2010-04-15T12:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:38:09.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='csa'/><title type='text'>SUIT UP! (but no, it's not a high school dance)</title><content type='html'>A high school friend and I planned to meet up at my place this saturday to prep up (to bond, to have fun!) for our friend's wedding. Funny how we both thought of it as a high school thing &amp;mdash; when you meet up with your "girlfriends" before a "huge" event, just so you could all dress up together, giggle, kill time by trying all makeup colors, and all those girly stuff. you know what I mean??? But just at the peak of our excitement, we realized, &lt;i&gt;"Oh, wait a minute, this isn't a &lt;b&gt;prom&lt;/b&gt;. it's a wedding. &lt;b&gt;A WEDDING&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee. another &lt;i&gt;omg-im-getting-old&lt;/i&gt; moment! Not that I think I'm too old already but, I just miss being &lt;i&gt;young&lt;/i&gt;. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations Rain and Mae!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6067382246173431195?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6067382246173431195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6067382246173431195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6067382246173431195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6067382246173431195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/04/suit-up-but-no-its-not-high-school.html' title='SUIT UP! (but no, it&apos;s not a high school dance)'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5606655232774557060</id><published>2010-04-09T20:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:59:11.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo living'/><title type='text'>Finally, time to Alt Tab - Back to solo living stuff</title><content type='html'>After the question &lt;i&gt;"how's your dad?"&lt;/i&gt;, now I get &lt;i&gt;"how's solo living?"&lt;/i&gt;, realizing that it's been a long time since &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/01/tick-tock.html"&gt;that season I blogged almost all the time about &lt;i&gt;going solo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (But I can still remember how excited and tired-but-happy I was. ahh. I miss those days. hehe. Anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'd always say, &lt;i&gt;"I'm still adjusting"&lt;/i&gt;. Yes it's been 2 and a half months, but I'm still adjusting! Why — because I spent the first few weeks just trying to survive one of my most miserable, dramatic moments (you know what I mean) — same period when I still didn't have a refrigerator (believe me, it doubled my miseries. haha!) then I spent the following month in the hospital as you all know. I went to my place once in a while just to get a full 8-hr sleep, to do the laundry, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I was never given a chance to enjoy my own place 100%... Till this week — when I was able to fill up my ref (really, that's a big thing) and to put more house stuff I've been wanting (like... hooks. I now have a WALL CLOCK!!! just now! would you believe?! haha!), and when I'm finally settling to my new routines. I feel like I'm getting back all the excitement I've lost, like my life was paused for more serious stuff. then now it's being played again, like God's telling me that... &lt;b&gt;life goes on!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On the other side of solo living...&lt;/b&gt; This week too, I was able to say &lt;i&gt;yes &lt;/i&gt;again to a lot of invitations, when I thought I could detach myself from friends forever (to avoid &lt;i&gt;pakwentos &lt;/i&gt;and questions, and costly dinners as well. hehe.) Well, I guess one can never be detached for a long time... you'll always need friends, likewise, they'll always be around for you. To all my friends, I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm back. Hello World! Yes, looks like I'm back to regular blogging here. hehe. So hello too, blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5606655232774557060?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/5606655232774557060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=5606655232774557060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5606655232774557060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5606655232774557060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/04/finally-time-to-alt-tab-back-to-solo.html' title='Finally, time to Alt Tab - Back to solo living stuff'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6892511099763074820</id><published>2010-03-30T23:40:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T18:33:53.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Please Lord, not now!"</title><content type='html'>Here goes my realizations (Not because it's holy week but because that one month stay in the hospital gave me lessons worth sharing -like what I said in my &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/february-26-to-march-26.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;! And... I promised God to share this to all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, &lt;i&gt;you realize someone's worth when that someone leaves you&lt;/i&gt;. Thank God He gave me that realization NOT by taking away my father, but through sickness. Not through death, but through something very close to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong though, I've always known my dad's worth. I've always known I'm blessed to have a father, a mother, both parents still alive, a family that's whole, &lt;i&gt;etcetera etcetera&lt;/i&gt;...It's just that I was never close to my dad. &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, no. maybe for a &lt;i&gt;few times&lt;/i&gt;.  Maybe the last time was when when I was eight, when I would sit on his lap, then I'd kiss him to get tiny rewards. hehe. My unforgettable "daddy's girl" memories were those times we were in the car, I was just 5 or 6. Whenever I'd see a truck or a huge bus, I'd ask him if he could drive that too. As always, he'd answer &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"yan lang? oo naman kaya ko mag drive ng ganyan!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;then I'd clap my hands saying &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"wowwww! ang galing talaga ni papa!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, with so much awe and pride ...even though now I realize that might not be true at all. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I've always been a mum's girl, but not really a bad girl for my dad &lt;i&gt;(or I'd like to think I wasn't)&lt;/i&gt; In fact, whenever I'd enter into a relationship, I'd always consider &lt;i&gt;what my dad would think&lt;/i&gt;. That's why the last joyous moment I remember - as a daughter - was when I saw, felt and heard that he liked &lt;i&gt;my guy&lt;/i&gt;. Also that's why when that relationship ended, I was so devastated, thinking that it's only once in a blue moon (or maybe once in a lifetime) will my father give that approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was me. as my dad's daughter. Then this need for an open heart surgery came. At first, it felt &lt;i&gt;usual &lt;/i&gt;-I prayed a lot, asked for prayers from friends, worried about things, thought about bad things that could happen next, and all those stuff, but I was still that so-so daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the night before his surgery. More WHAT IFs crossed my mind, all ending in a single WHAT IF: &lt;b&gt;What if he won't make it? Will I still have a chance to be a better daughter?&lt;/b&gt; Then I've always shook my head, praying more that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"please please Lord, please don't take him now, not now." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right before he was brought inside the operating room, I kissed him "&lt;i&gt;goodnight&lt;/i&gt;", &lt;b&gt;I kissed the same man who also kissed me for the first time&lt;/b&gt; - and that thought started to make me cry, but I still smiled, waved goodbye with no trace of sadness nor fear to show him strength and support. while I prayed again, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"please please Lord, not now..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, God's so good, he answered my prayer! The operation's over, and the month-long scary recovery as well. God decided to extend his life, and so is my daughter-hood. And so far, I can say it's been a really good "extension" period:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I see my hands, I laugh at how they're so similar to my father's hands --&lt;i&gt;long fingers, squared nails&lt;/i&gt;. I notice that now because since he got out of the operating room, I've held his hand more often. &lt;i&gt;Or, no&lt;/i&gt;. I was able to hold his hands again, since God knows when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I wake up and see myself on the mirror, I laugh at how my eyes are so similar to my dad's eyes --&lt;i&gt;round, with "built in" eyebags&lt;/i&gt;. I see that now because since he got out of the operating room, I've looked at him more often. &lt;i&gt;Or no.&lt;/i&gt; I was able to look at him straight to the eyes, even while conversing about shallow things -for the first time ...since God knows when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my list continues, this post isn't enough! Just wanna say that... It's been a sweet &lt;i&gt;"extension period"&lt;/i&gt; so far, all because God answered my request not to take away my dad now. It was an answered prayer requiring &lt;i&gt;"emptied bank accounts and maxed out credit cards" &lt;/i&gt; ...But it also meant having a very very very rare, and &lt;i&gt;priceless &lt;/i&gt;chance to rekindle the love I had with the first man I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why this all happened right after I decided to live on my own -because you can't leave something that still needs to be settled. God can't let you walk away just like that. And... Now I know why God has to take one love away from me. Sometimes love has to walk away so you could love others more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go and show your love! &lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed holy week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6892511099763074820?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/6892511099763074820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=6892511099763074820&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6892511099763074820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6892511099763074820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-lord-not-now.html' title='&quot;Please Lord, not now!&quot;'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-2117949684495284490</id><published>2010-03-28T12:44:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:03:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 26 to March 26!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, it's been uncomfy for me to blog nor respond well in YM and text messages (as some of you noticed). But now's a better time, so here's the backlog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/bypass-plus-plus.html"&gt;my last update about my dad's operation&lt;/a&gt;, things went well ...but for just a few days. He was transferred back to the Coronary Care Unit (CCU) as his vital signs became unstable. His heart also had fluids (dunno the term) so they had to monitor his water input/output. After a few days, his vital signs went back to normal, then he got out of the CCU -for the 2nd time. That was the time I decided not to make any more updates --it was really hard for me thinking, &lt;em&gt;"baka lang maudlot"&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 weeks after the operation:&lt;/strong&gt; the doctor said his stitches inside don't seem ok. A lot of fluid's still inside his chest, which might be soaking&lt;em&gt;-thus-ruining&lt;/em&gt; the stitches and accumulating dead tissues. Doctor said it would help if my dad will push himself more to stand up or just sit down to flush out all the fluid from his chest, even if it is extremely painful. Otherwise, he has to be re-opened &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(what???)&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around on the 3rd week:&lt;/strong&gt; My dad has been following all directions, out of fear, however, that state didn't improve. What I dreaded most had to happen. He had to be re-opened for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wound debridement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yes. &lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER SURGERY&lt;/strong&gt;. What made me optimistic somehow was that it's a minor one compared to the bypass operation. But, it lasted for &lt;strong&gt;4 hours&lt;/strong&gt;. he had to go through almost the same recovery process. I couldn't explain well what I felt morning after this 2nd operation -I was there once again in CCU, seeing him groggy and intubated again. It felt like everything was set back to &lt;em&gt;ZERO&lt;/em&gt;. Worse, the recovery seemed slower. He was intubated for a long time, he started breathing on his own only after 24 hours. I can't help asking &lt;em&gt;"how come he did better after the bypass operation???".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God's good, after another few days, he got of the CCU -&lt;strong&gt;for the 3rd time&lt;/strong&gt;. Back in the regular room - supposedly he can start with the cardio rehab/physical therapy already, but then his lungs wasn't doing really well. The &lt;em&gt;thoracic drainage system&lt;/em&gt; connected to his chest still had to remove fluids found in this lungs. (Lungs naman! But thank God no another operation for that!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around on the 4th week:&lt;/strong&gt; Things started to get better. His coughs sounded better, no more fluid came out from his stitches. The only prob were the drainages connected to him, they made him uncomfortable, he didn't eat much, and his tummy ached most of the time (which scared me again!). But, I guess the &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; recovery was just starting. Eventually he gained appetite again (from 3 tablespoons to half rice. at least!), drainages were removed one by one, he started sitting and standing, then he started walking as well. just a few steps per day actually, and with assistance. but I knew things were getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, our most awaited moment came. His doctors gave a go signal to recover &lt;strong&gt;AT HOME&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write now, FROM HOME, I realize it's been exactly a month since we entered St. Luke's. &lt;strong&gt;February 26 to March 26&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I never really felt it was THAT long till I realized what that ONE MONTH gave: terrible homesickness (missing home and &lt;em&gt;home stuff&lt;/em&gt; like simply seeing trees, watching the sunrise, eating on a real dining table with your parents, you know what I mean?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also, sadly, meant emptied bank accounts and maxed out credit cards --Hence, maybe a 180-degree turn for my lifestyle till God knows when. But you see, Everything's been a blessing in disguise,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;I guess... that deserves a separate blog post. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A colleague once said, if I got overly tired with the same text/ym messages over the last month &lt;i&gt;("Kamusta na dad mo?", "ikaw kamusta ka naman?")&lt;/i&gt; ...I'd better blame blogging. Yeah, true somehow, but see blogging also gave me what I needed: donors of blood, money, morale, PRAYERS and simple comforting things from friends like lending me an MRT prepaid card, driving me to all around for errands, dropping by for short chats or dinners or treats for my dad, etc. They helped A LOT. To all these donors, thank you very very very very very much!!! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My family's journey is not stopping here. Papa still hasn't recovered 100%, and so are our routines ...and pockets. But at least now I'm a lot more positive to instantly answer you questions: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm ok!!!", "Papa's now home!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... please continue praying for us, as you all did in the last 28 days.&amp;nbsp; They will surely help us keep the strength. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks in advance, and may God bless you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-2117949684495284490?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/2117949684495284490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=2117949684495284490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2117949684495284490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/2117949684495284490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/february-26-to-march-26.html' title='February 26 to March 26!'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4959963372721869387</id><published>2010-03-21T22:07:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:15:45.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know that God's listening. Price: P10,000.</title><content type='html'>Thursday morning - I went to the billing department to deposit my sister's money -&lt;b&gt;xx,000.00&lt;/b&gt; cold cash. As usual, I talked to &lt;i&gt;Jay&lt;/i&gt; [not real name] - the guy handling my dad's admission account since we entered St. Luke's. As this guy's been handling our cash deposits since the start, I knew I just had to hand the money, tell him the amount then get the updated statement of account (SOA). And so I did - I counted the money in front of him, he recounted the money in front of me then he said he'll be back to get his calculator, to multiply the number of pieces to the amount. simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, he got back with the SOA BUT with line &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"ay maam, Php yy,000 lang pala ito, namali lang siguro kayo ng bilang"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;(yy,000 is xx,000 minus 10,000!!!)&lt;/b&gt;. My initial reaction was: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ah... ganon ba... okay..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. So I recounted the bills... and whoa. he was right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when he was gone again to print my receipt, I began connecting dots and realized: 10,000 could've been &lt;b&gt;stolen&lt;/b&gt;, I knew so well I had xx,000, My sister and I counted that nights before, it stayed in a really secured place before I handed it, and I even counted that infront of him, &lt;b&gt;twice&lt;/b&gt;. Oh, and I remember,&amp;nbsp;a couple of staff&amp;nbsp;were there talking to me while I counted. One talked about how &lt;i&gt;nice my sandals were&lt;/i&gt;. While one kept on asking for the room where my dad's currently admitted. &lt;i&gt;They distracted me... while I counted&lt;/i&gt;!!! And something certainly happened when Jay went away - with the cash I handed - to get the calculator "to compute"! FFF@#%!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my receipt, I confronted&amp;nbsp;Jay about it, but he just explained to me (in his usual fatherly tone) that the amount was really yy,000 and that he can never do something nasty. I was starting to make a commotion in their office so I just said &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fine, wala naman ako proof, so wala na ako magagawa diba. next time, compute in front of me, and don't leave this table!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. then I walked away, feeling more angry to myself. Because I knew the 10k's gone. &lt;b&gt;for good. all because of my stupidity!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately ym-ed my sister about it. She consoled me by saying that it's ok, I was just stressed and it's just 10k anyway.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "we've learned our lesson by not paying in cash again."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but stillll. diba?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got over it easily. I told my colleague about it, who managed to convince me that I really should complain the incident to hospital's management. according to him: even though I had no proof and though I &lt;i&gt;possibly incorrectly&lt;/i&gt; counted the money to begin with, Jay still shouldn't have gone to get a calculator - or wherever - with my cash, or without my supervision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I recalled all the things and images: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"it's still 10k!" "It's a big amount!" "They distracted me!" "it was really xx,000!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I felt awful, worse actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... Before going to bed, I made my final decision. I'm not going to complain anymore, as I don't want to add this to the stress I'm going through. I also didn't want to put jobs at risk when I don't even have a strong evidence. There's still the 10% chance that I was wrong with my count, right? I'll just charge this all to experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I prayed for one explicit thing... &lt;b&gt;I asked God for P10,000&lt;/b&gt;... because I realized, whether or not it was stolen, this whole thing meant 10k's now gone from my sister's funds. And I don't want her to re-pay for &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; stupidity. Well, come to think of it, 10k's nothing compared to the total bill. we can all earn it again. but it. is. still. TEN THOUSAND PESOS. you know what I mean?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I prayed for peace of mind -assurance that if it was stolen "&lt;i&gt;bahala na ang Diyos sa kaluluwa nila!&lt;/i&gt;", and that if it was not stolen "&lt;i&gt;nahulog ko siguro, kikitain ko din ang 10,000&lt;/i&gt;!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up feeling much better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following night, friday, I went to St. Luke's as usual to spend the entire weekend with my dad. An old old friend who I haven't seen for a long time then texted me, saying he wants to visit my dad. Ok, usual. It was almost midnight when he came, my dad was already sleeping, so I just entertained him in the lobby - &lt;i&gt;kwentuhan/kamustahan&lt;/i&gt; as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, &lt;b&gt;he handed me a bundle of cash&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; ..."I want to donate. take this. please." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jaw dropped, my initial reaction was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"NO... it's ok... I still have funds left... it's really ok... nakakahiya sayo..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I remembered my prayer last night, everything flashed back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked him...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "how much is this...?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ten thousand."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (with a smile). &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You cannot return it to me. It's yours. hindi yan utang ha, bigay ko yan. kaibigan mo ako." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had goosebumps, chills ran down my spine. I was speechless at first, then tears starting rolling down my cheeks. I really can't believe it. Without a doubt, it was an answered prayer, for it was EXACTLY what I prayed for last night. except that it wasn't the way I imagined. I thought I'll have a surprise bonus from work. Or the thief will suddenly show up with the 10k. or plainly, I'll earn 10k again this coming pay day. or something. I also never thought God will answer my prayer that soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I no longer refused. I swallowed the pride and accepted it -the gift I asked for just the previous night. I told the whole story to him, to which he replied &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"if my 10k did a lot to your faith, sulit na sulit na yun, tubong lugaw pa" ... "at sana tinaas-taasan mo pa hingi mo sa Diyos!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now I'm still so amazed. I actually wasn't able to sleep that night, I can't remember the number of times I said &lt;i&gt;thank you&lt;/i&gt; to God. As I deposited the money, I promised God not to complain about the incident again. Again, if money was stolen or lost or what, it no longer matters. God already took care of everything. I gained more actually as I was reminded: trust God at all times, &lt;b&gt;and when you do, DO NOT underestimate His works. and really, it's so ok to pray for very specific things!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this dear friend with a generous heart... thank&amp;nbsp;you so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4959963372721869387?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4959963372721869387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4959963372721869387&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4959963372721869387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4959963372721869387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/know-that-gods-listening-price-p10000.html' title='Know that God&apos;s listening. Price: P10,000.'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-4166141311344050397</id><published>2010-03-03T12:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:42:34.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bypass Plus Plus</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm writing here in my blogger again when I said that I'll keep my posts private till I'm okay, from the &lt;i&gt;other stuff&lt;/i&gt;. AND. It's been just a few hours since my dad's operation was finished. But... I just realized I have to write... as I've been getting the saaaaame questions over and over. Don't get me wrong though, I really really really appreciate all your messages, but for now I'd rather answer them all at once by just one blog post. OK. here it is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa entered the operating room this morning, at 6am, still awake (I kissed him &lt;b&gt;"goodnight!"&lt;/b&gt;, with all hopes. he smiled and kissed back). I spent the next hours with my mom, sister, aunt and cousin, who - like me - managed to talk about anything on earth, to eat and to laugh just to keep our mind off things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 3pm,&amp;nbsp; Dr. Carino got out looking so tired, then started explaining stuff. To be honest though, I didn't understand his explanation that well. he did explain well, but I guess he said more medical terms than usual, as he knew my mom's also a doctor. I just grasped a very few keywords which I planned to google later on (hehe). and the final statement which was &lt;b&gt;"Ayun, I did CAB x5&lt;/b&gt; (Coronary Artery Bypass)&lt;b&gt; and Mitral Valve Repair. He's now in the recovery room, and will be under close observation. anything can still happen. The nurse will inform when you can see him"&lt;/b&gt;. WOW, (minus the &lt;i&gt;"anything can still happen"&lt;/i&gt; part) I'm glad that after &lt;b&gt;7 hours&lt;/b&gt;, the operation's finished. but... what? he did something else aside from bypass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to St. Luke's free wifi, my sister and I used the continued waiting time researching/analyzing what Dr. Carino said. Here's my best interpretation:&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Mitral Valve &lt;/b&gt;is a like a 2-flap gate which allows blood (with picked up oxygen) to flow from the left atrium into the heart's main pumping chamber, left ventricle. On a time interval, It opens to allow the blood to flow, then shuts again to avoid the leak of blood back to the left atrium. It opens again then shuts again, and so on. In papa's case, since his heart's already enlarged, there's already a gap between these 2 flaps, hence his mitral valve's now always open even flaps are in the "close" position. hence, blood flowing to the ventricle leaks then goes back to the left atrium, then goes back to the lungs. This is perhaps the reason why he can hardly breathe sometimes (all along we thought it's asthma, then pneumonia later on. but no!). SO, Dr. Carino put a ring between these flaps (can't imagine that actually. funny he explained this part in a "WAIT THERE'S MORE" tone, you know what I mean???) so that when flaps close, the valve is really closed -the blood will continue flowing to the left ventricle, without leakage. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the more exciting/interesting part of my post (I'm posting this also because I'd like to share St. Luke's fantastic, &lt;b&gt;VERY FANTASTIC&lt;/b&gt; "recovery team")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At 6pm&lt;/b&gt;, we (my mom, my sister and I) were informed that we may now see papa, just through the recovery room's glass door. and so we did, I saw him for the first time after the operation. well... he looked really bad. A lot of wires and tubes were connected to him, BUT the doctor who assisted us (named RYAN, a &lt;i&gt;HE-slash-SHE&lt;/i&gt;. hehe) assured us that he's in fact doing well --vital signs are OK. They're actually making noise so that papa would wake up soon. Seriously, there were 5-6 nurses/doctors infront of him talking to each other LOUDLY, intentionally, so that he would wake up. Ryan then said he'll call us again when papa's already awake. maybe after 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At 7:30pm &lt;/b&gt;(which was just after 1.5 hours!), we were called again to see papa. he still looked bad, but better, because he's already awake. his eyes looked very groggy, and he was just staring at space. Ryan then shouted &lt;b&gt;"SIR, SIR, ANDITO PAMILYA NYO!"&lt;/b&gt;, in a really cheerful voice -papa didn't react much, he can't move his head. so a nurse moved his head so that he'll be forced to see us. when he saw us, his groggy eyes opened more. The nurses slightly opened the door so he could hear us &lt;b&gt;("HELLO LEO! TAPOS NA BYPASS MO!", "HELLO PAPA!!!") &lt;/b&gt;while we were all waving. his eyes opened even more, like the eyes of a kid who saw his fave toy after N years! Ryan shouted &lt;b&gt;"SIR, ANDITO ANG X GIRLFRIEND NYO! ...NA ASAWA NYO NA PALA!"&lt;/b&gt; everyone laughed, his eyebrows moved, his eyes grew bigger! he really was awake now!&amp;nbsp; a doctor then asked him &lt;b&gt;"AALIS MUNA SILA HA? BABALIK SILA MAMAYA"&lt;/b&gt; -PAPA NODDED A LITTLE! then, again, Ryan said he'll call us again, as they'll now gradually remove tubes (yata ?) so he could learn breathing again on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At 9pm&lt;/b&gt;, we were called again. Ryan did the same introduction lines -apparently, papa can't remember the 7:30 pm visit -effect of anesthesia. we shouted our hellos again so he could hear us, THEN this time he was able to lift his hand to wave! His lips were moving too, and as he lifted his arms, he was pointing at us, as if he's trying to say something! Again, someone told papa that we have to go but we'll be back later. then Ryan said they'll call us again once there's progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At 10pm&lt;/b&gt;, we were called for the fourth time. papa looked better, I can't recall which wire/tube was removed..but I knew he looked better. When he saw us, he had round-er/really alert eyes, like he's really wondering what's going on. A doctor then asked him &lt;b&gt;"NAGSASALAMIN BA KAYO?"&lt;/b&gt; -papa nodded (doctor thinks he can't actually see us). Ryan then shouts &lt;b&gt;"AY GANON!? SO SIR... DI NYO NAKIKITA KAGANDAHAN KO!???"&lt;/b&gt; Guess what... PAPA LAUGHED! it was a faint silent smile actually but I knew it was a laugh supposedly. everyone was laughing as well. Then they let mama go near papa... he attempted talking! mama listened to his choppy whispers while some doctors/nurses infront of him where cheering &lt;b&gt;"SIGE SIR MAGSALITA KAYO! PWEDE KAYO MAGSALITA!!!" &lt;/b&gt;(while me and my sister were thinking-- &lt;i&gt;"pwede pala yun? kung ako yun di ko sha pipilitin magsalita!"&lt;/i&gt;) Later on, papa was really talking to mama! there was still no voice, he still hardly talked, but at least, he was conversing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked where is he, what happened, etc. Mama said &lt;b&gt;"NA-BYPASS KA, ANDITO KA SA ST.LUKE'S"&lt;/b&gt; His eyes opened really big, he was so surprised, but before he could say anything, mama said "&lt;b&gt;AY PERO TAPOS NA OPERASYON MO! TAPOS NA!"&lt;/b&gt; then we, including the doctors/nurses clapped saying &lt;b&gt;"YEHEY, TAPOS NA!!!"&lt;/b&gt;. he still looked puzzled, looking around, totally clueless of what's going on... apparently, anesthesia was still giving him the amnesia. while me, to be honest, everything's starting to be more exciting than scary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor pointed at me then said to papa, &lt;b&gt;"SINO SYA?"&lt;/b&gt; -papa whispered&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Le..da?"&lt;/i&gt;, then the doctor pointed at my sister, asked the same question. papa just stared at my sister. mama said, &lt;b&gt;"SYA YUNG ANAK MONG ARCHITECT!"&lt;/b&gt; then papa said &lt;i&gt;"mi...nnie?"&lt;/i&gt;. (at that point, I wished Ate Lo was also here...)Then the doctor pointed at mama, &lt;b&gt;"E SYA, KILALA MO?"&lt;/b&gt; Papa looked at her for a long time, then shook his head, with a faint, naughty smile. everyone laughed ...at that condition, he can still joke around! would you believe that?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while me... I can't believe he's recovering faster than expected... It's either St. Luke's is doing a really really good job (first time I've seen a recovery method like that -it had the participation of the family members AND the patient himself!) ...or there's a really big miracle happening ...or papa really has a strong fighting spirit. or all. It was like watching a baby learning how to walk, having so much progress every hour. except that it was more dramatic -each time we got out of the recovery room, we were all teary-eyed. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my sister and I were walking outside for last minute errands, we laughed at how unbelievable it has been, how good the staff are compared to other hospitals we knew (as far as CAB is concerned) and how true their line was-- "patients will benefit from excellent pre- and post-operative rehabilitation". True, everything was expensive but... I can say it was all worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So... to answer all your questions briefly... he's still not 100% ok, yet. BUT I have more optimism now to say that &lt;i&gt;he will be better&lt;/i&gt;. At least I know we were not wrong in entrusting him to Dr. Carino, his team, and to St. Luke's' awesome staff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's now in the Coronary Care Unit (CCU) where he'll stay for 2 nights, maybe. then back to the regular room for another 5 nights. just that, HOPEFULLY. Last time I heard from my mom (through text) he can now talk more, but still mumbling funny things coz of anesthesia. he also can't remember all the things last night (awww, but that was... happy! hehe). he's having a slight fever today but it's a normal post-op thing, and at least he has an appetite already. So, thanks thanks THANKS SO MUCH for your prayers... and let's continue praying for him -the wires connected to him, plus the fact that he's still in the CCU, still freak me out a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO ALL BLOOD DONORS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll stop donations for the mean time because Col. Marcon will send soldiers to donate blood (THANK YOU!). I guess that would be enough to replace what papa used. However, if you still want to donate, GO GO GO, why not?! there will always be someone out there who will need your blood. Regardless, thanks so much for your intention and willingness. Blood donation details &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/blood-donor.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. THANK YOU! To all those who have already donated: THANK YOU! I'm praying that one day I can pay you back in one way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-4166141311344050397?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/4166141311344050397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=4166141311344050397&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4166141311344050397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/4166141311344050397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/bypass-plus-plus.html' title='Bypass Plus Plus'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-5822767740676485335</id><published>2010-03-01T18:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:22:24.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes for blood donors</title><content type='html'>To donate blood for papa's bypass operation (or if you know someone who's willing to donate blood), just go to &lt;b&gt;St. Luke's Medical Center, E. Rodriguez Sr. Ave, Quezon City&lt;/b&gt;. Go to Blood Donor section -first floor, walk straight from main entrance then turn right. Tell them you're donating blood for &lt;b&gt;Galileo P. Cabrera&lt;/b&gt;. Blood Donor section is open &lt;b&gt;DAILY, 7am to 10pm&lt;/b&gt;.  I'm retyping the contents of St. Luke's brochure so you could check if you are eligible for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blood Donation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood donation is a process wherein a person voluntarily has blood drawn for the purpose of blood transfusion. There is tremendous demand for blood. Donated blood is used to replace blood lost during injury and major surgeries or to help patients with blood disorders. A unit of whole blood can save up to three people because it can be separated into 3 distinct products each with a different function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who can donate blood?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A donor should:&lt;br /&gt;-be aged between 18 and 60 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;-have a hemoglobin level of at least 12.5 g/dL&lt;br /&gt;-weigh at least 50kg&lt;br /&gt;-have a normal body temperature at the time of donation&lt;br /&gt;-have a normal blood pressure at the time of donation&lt;br /&gt;-be free from any disease at the time of donation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who should not donate blood?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following cannot donate blood:&lt;br /&gt;-pregnant, lactating or menstruating women&lt;br /&gt;-women who have recently had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;-those who are on certain medicines or addicted to drugs&lt;br /&gt;-those with multiple sexual partners&lt;br /&gt;-those with signs of infection (jaundice, rubella, typhoid and malaria)&lt;br /&gt;-those who have undergone surgery in the past 6 months&lt;br /&gt;-those who consumed alcohol 24 hrs prior to donation&lt;br /&gt;-those with tattoo/s and ear piercings (for guys)&lt;br /&gt;-those with systemic disease&lt;br /&gt;(heart disease, kidney disease, liver probs, blood disorders and asthma.&lt;br /&gt;According to a friend nurse though, asthma is ok as long as no medication&lt;br /&gt;was taken in the last 7 days)&lt;br /&gt;-those who have undergone certain vaccinations&lt;br /&gt;(to be decided by the blood bank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much blood is taken at the time of donation? How soon does the body recover from this loss?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average person has 5-6 liters of blood in the body and only 450ml of blood is taken at the time of donation. In terms of volume, the loss is corrected within 24-48 hours by the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How long does the process of donation take?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process takes about 30-45 minutes. It starts with the registration, health history and medical checkup of the donor. The actual donation usually takes less than 10 mins. Right after blood donation, the donor will be advised to rest for 5 to 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How often can one donate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minimum time advised between 2 donations is 3 months. This gap helps blood regain the normal hemoglobin count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are there any hazards in blood donation? What are the precautions that need to be taken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The donor's health will NOT suffer because of the blood donated. In fact, the bone marrow is stimulated to produce new cells. However, if the whole process is not hygienic, the donor may be exposed to infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What happens to the blood that is donated?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood is screened for possible disease or infection (HIV, Hepa B &amp;amp; C, syphillis, malaria). The blood is grouped and stored either as whole blood or as components like packed red blood cells, plasma or platelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not sure about your condition, that's ok, you can go to St. Luke's then let their medical checkup decide for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to get there:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From South &lt;/b&gt;- Take a BUS/MRT to Cubao. Walk at northbound side of EDSA going to Aurora Blvd (Walk going north direction). Cross the mmda pink overpass then take a jeep labeled St. Lukes (Or labeled Quiapo. but ask the driver first if it will pass by E. Rod or St. Lukes). It will pass by St. Lukes --It'll be after Christ the King church, and QC Sports Complex.&lt;b&gt; Alternative: &lt;/b&gt;Take a BUS/MRT to Cubao, then take a cab -It will cost ~P80. &lt;b&gt;From Manila/Taft&lt;/b&gt; - I'm not sure about this - There's an FX/jeep going to cubao. Ask the driver if it will pass by St. Lukes/E. Rod. If you have a&lt;b&gt; private car&lt;/b&gt;, good but I don't recommend saturday morning to afternoon --getting a parking slot is really hard. Sat and Weekdays nights seem ok. Sunday is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood you will donate will be a replacement for what was used for my dad's operation, hence &lt;b&gt;ANY blood type is ok&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;donation period has no deadline&lt;/b&gt;. If you are going on a weekday after work, or on a Saturday morning, let me know --maybe we can provide transportation (If you're donating within now to March 10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to personally see me while you're there, just text me and I'd gladly meet you ...but only after work, and during the weekend, until March 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT's IT! Don't forget to &lt;b&gt;have enough sleep&lt;/b&gt; before donation day, and please &lt;b&gt;bring a valid ID&lt;/b&gt;! If you have more questions, just buzz/text me. You may also contact St. Luke's through &lt;b&gt;723-0101/0301 or info@stluke.com.ph&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just your willingness --even if you're found to be ineligible for donation later on-- is already enlightening for my family. Thanks in advance, we're thanking God for giving you a very generous heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-5822767740676485335?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5822767740676485335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/5822767740676485335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/03/blood-donor.html' title='Notes for blood donors'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-8391443016379685439</id><published>2010-02-28T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:53:15.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi friends... I need your help...</title><content type='html'>(reposting from my FB, Feb 26 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought that a short post will help us extend our father's life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was admitted I last last week in the ICU due to his enlarged heart. Doctors recommended angioplasty -a minimally invasive procedure to widen his narrowed vessels, scheduled today supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning however, angiogram showed that such procedure isn't enough. He needs to undergo a quadruple bypass operation -an open heart surgery, which... will be a lot more complicated as some may know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it's the only option, so... he'll have it, scheduled on March 2, Tuesday here at St. Luke's QC (yeah, I'm typing from my dad's room). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus....... we need blood donors. blood bank can readily provide for whatever my dad will need, however we can pay for it only by providing donors for future blood recipients (so there's no deadline, and ANY blood type is okay). Right now, I still don't have the details on when the donation will officially start, or exactly how many donors we need, but if you're willing (or if you know someone who's willing) to help us, please text me asap: 0916 3208245, or email me: aleydis@gmail.com, or PM me here -I'll put you in my list for the mean time then I'll get in touch on Monday, when details are ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who can't donate: Your prayers will certainly help. Please pray for papa, that he may be able to go through it successfully, that he may be physically, emotionally, and spiritually ready for this operation. Please pray for mama, that she may be strong in all aspects, as she's left alone most of the time beside papa, while my sisters and I move around for errands, while we work to cope up financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please also pray for my family, that we may be able to turn this whole thing into a blessing -perhaps just a challenge to increase our faith, to bond us together, to divert our focus/priorities to what really matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and God bless,&lt;br /&gt;-Leda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-8391443016379685439?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/8391443016379685439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=8391443016379685439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8391443016379685439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/8391443016379685439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-friends-i-need-your-help.html' title='Hi friends... I need your help...'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-3008342016294286536</id><published>2010-01-27T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:04:05.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>back to LJ</title><content type='html'>I'll be in &lt;a href="http://ladiesrocker.livejournal.com/"&gt;my LJ&lt;/a&gt; for the mean time. I hope you can still remember your passwords :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-3008342016294286536?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/feeds/3008342016294286536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498557&amp;postID=3008342016294286536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3008342016294286536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/3008342016294286536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-lj.html' title='back to LJ'/><author><name>Leda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05822712307721159146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdALllTLS9c/TvBTIlkS0NI/AAAAAAAAA14/LjBEE2mVLGQ/s220/IMG_6363_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498557.post-6834097673549512236</id><published>2010-01-26T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:53:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a fairytale. So it had an end.</title><content type='html'>I never thought &lt;a href="http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-it-goodbye-ac-corporation.html"&gt;my last post&lt;/a&gt; would be a premonition, when I said I'll start saying bigger and serious goodbyes &amp;mdash; Goodbye work, goodbye house, goodbye lifestyle... and my list never ended till one &lt;i&gt;big, unexpected, unwanted&lt;/i&gt; goodbye slapped me, just when I thought everything in my life's settling the way I wanted to. Because life's too dynamic than I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just left me, saying he's not happy. Up till now it feels weird typing that, as weird as I think of it everytime I wake up in the morning. We &lt;i&gt;used to be &lt;/i&gt;happy. everyone &lt;i&gt;knew &lt;/i&gt;we were happy. everyone &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;saw &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;we were happy. everyone &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; happy for us. It was just so... &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt;. But then, yeah, I forgot, if it's perfect... it's probably &lt;i&gt;too good to be true&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to present my life now publicly. This just seems like a good idea to pause a little, from crying. and perhaps a good way to tell everyone that &lt;b&gt;hey, I'm not okay&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Don't you dare look for him on our next dinner, I dunno how shitty would I react.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes folks, it wasn't a&lt;i&gt; match-made-in-heaven &lt;/i&gt;after all. It was just God's way to let me know what "perfect" means, and how it feels to be "genuinely happy" ...for almost 3 years at least. Or maybe God's giving me the &lt;i&gt;full package&lt;/i&gt;, when I prayed for independence (see, be careful what you pray for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I wake up, I still ask the classic question &lt;b&gt;WHY&lt;/b&gt;. then I drag myself hardly to live life again, hoping it's just a nightmare, a joke, or God's sweet way to let me jump for too much joy, the moment he comes back ...then I end my day in prayer, telling God that &lt;i&gt;"yeah, it's beyond my control, You have plans for me that just didn't go the way I wanted to... but yeah I know Your plans will always be great, and I am special with or without anyone."&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask for understanding, tons of it, because I still can't fully comprehend how one person can be unhappy in one snap. Then I ask to &lt;i&gt;learn how to&lt;/i&gt; understand, because maybe I knew reasons, but chose to be blind all along. Then I ask to stop hoping, because it's torturous. Then I ask for the same understanding, for my family &amp;mdash; who's grieving now, as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask for strength and healing, also tons of them, because (as some of you may know) I chose to be independent months ago, so I'm moving out from home in a few days, and I have no idea how life will be when you know you just bid goodbye to almost everything, including the love you wanted to keep forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who have sympathized, and empathized thus far. To all those who offered calls, talks, dinners, distractions, thank you &amp;mdash; even though I don't know yet when I can face the world decently. To all, please include me in your prayers. and thank you for being a part of our sweet &lt;i&gt;fairytale&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498557-6834097673549512236?l=aleidis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6834097673549512236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498557/posts/default/6834097673549512236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleidis.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-is-fairytale-so-it-had-end.html' title='It is a fairytale. 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