<?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-3016262</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:40:44.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drudgery</title><subtitle type='html'>hold me closer,&lt;br&gt; 
let me be...&lt;br&gt;
hold me closer,&lt;br&gt;
let me go away...&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/123504"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT WHO AM I?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>540</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7397882482764930530</id><published>2009-10-26T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:02:48.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately I've been delving deeper into astrology &amp; how I'm moving with all the transits. I'm all the more inspired to get into this full-time, &amp; I also want to make my own scented candles &amp; arrange my own flowers someday. I'm also thinking of making my own bath stuff as a result, in favor of local + organic, but maybe I'll just stick to patronizing Human Heart Nature &amp; All Organics while I can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7397882482764930530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7397882482764930530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2009/10/lately-ive-been-delving-deeper-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-6809875221669245863</id><published>2009-06-01T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:07:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am trying to locate my very first tarot-related blog entry in my LiveJournal, but instead I stumbled into this:hot pink purple china glow wrote,@ 2002-08-04 06:23:00Thursday was really great. What a way to start the new month. A load of stuff happened that day, as in talk about fluctuating emotions &amp; vacillating mood swings. Yikes. I woke up that sullen morning only to realize my internet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/6809875221669245863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/6809875221669245863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-i-am-trying-to-locate-my-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-5271773849608493293</id><published>2008-08-25T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:43:58.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Catch me plurking &amp; then some!  Plurk.comI think this shit's better than Twitter.(MOTD) = TIGA - You Gonna Want Me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5271773849608493293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5271773849608493293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2008/08/plurking-then-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-6110366479333229034</id><published>2008-07-17T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:46:11.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oo nga pala, hindi nga pala tayo Hanggang dito lang ako, nangangarap na mapasayo Hindi sinasadya Na hanapin pa ang lugar ko Asan nga ba ako? Andiyan pa ba sa iyo? Nahihilo, nalilito Asan ba ‘ko sa ‘yo? Aasa ba ‘ko sa ‘yo? Nasusuka ako, kinakain na ang loob Masakit na mga tuhod, kailangan bang lumuhod? Gusto ko lang naman, yung totoo Yung tipong ang sagot Ay di rin isang tanong Nahihilo, nalilito </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/6110366479333229034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/6110366479333229034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2008/07/oo-nga-pala-hindi-nga-pala-tayo.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-4270216555549910813</id><published>2008-04-29T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T02:33:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Even if you aren't always emotionally expressive, you are sincerely interested in the well-being of everyone in your life. Today, however, your feelings can be transformed into little actions, which clearly demonstrate what's in your heart. Let the love shine through in all that you do for others.7 years ago, when I put up this blog. I was hurting from love. Fast forward to 2008, I'm still at a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/4270216555549910813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/4270216555549910813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2008/04/even-if-you-arent-always-emotionally.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-1222880018696719360</id><published>2008-04-07T07:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:00:05.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally got the massage that I needed so badly, &amp; I have to thank Lorna for waiting patiently for me for our sessions, haha. Ooh, Balinese heaven. I was also able to get new flowers for my dad &amp; kid sister's stead. My assigned memorial park caretaker, the ever dependable Mang Larry, also got new flowers there &amp; lighted the candles I left since Friday. Then he was nice enough to give me a puppy,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/1222880018696719360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/1222880018696719360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-finally-got-massage-that-i-needed-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2111/2392167394_4ee26fd748_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-5631240703506838652</id><published>2008-03-30T19:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:39:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha, stupid networking sites like Friendster can be a lot of fun sometimes. Here's what I got from the bulletin board earlier today. It's about 45 Things A Girl Actually Wants But Wouldn't Really Ask For. OMG I'm so bored out of my wits.1. Touch her waist.2. Actually talk to her.3. Share secrets with her.4. Give her your jacket.5. Kiss her slowly.ARE YOU REMEMBERING THIS?6. Hug her.7. Hold her.8</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5631240703506838652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5631240703506838652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha-stupid-networking-sites-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7457897671089782220</id><published>2008-02-27T05:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:29:07.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know you've got it bad when you wake up in the middle of the night (7pm on your day off is pretty much late now, you see) to the sound of a full brass band playing just next door because a neighbor's son died from dengue, &amp; the drat wake lasted an entire week, bleargh. No, I have no pity whatsoever because I've always detested them nosy, FUGLY, good-for-nothing next-door idiots — especially </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7457897671089782220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7457897671089782220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-know-youve-got-it-bad-when-you-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-4611631396437418241</id><published>2007-12-30T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T21:11:43.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The heart has its own reasons, which the mind cannot understand. The heart has its own dimension of being, which is completely dark for the mind, beyond the reach of it. It looks foolish. Love always looks foolish because it is not utilitarian. Mind is utilitarian. It uses everything for something else — that is the meaning of utilitarian. Mind is purposive, end-oriented; it turns everything into</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/4611631396437418241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/4611631396437418241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/12/heart-has-its-own-reasons-which-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-8255604223154467949</id><published>2007-12-02T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T19:28:17.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow. In a matter of days it'll be a whole new ball game all over again, so to speak, &amp; I'm hoping 2008's going to be redemptive of the craziness that is 2007. It has been both a wonderful &amp; wretched year so far, &amp; despite all the blunders that I've committed &amp; potholes that I've sprained myself into, I'm alright, THANK GOD. Let's chalk it up to Experience, yeah. I just hope I don't completely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8255604223154467949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8255604223154467949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7159743807128045552</id><published>2007-11-26T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:09:40.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Progress is slow in WarBook, &amp; I don't understand why this is deemed so much more fun than Archmage. Archmage was 10 times better, &amp; I was 100 times stronger there even if I was alone. My request to join the War Sharks alliance is pending at the moment, &amp; I'm getting tired of generals &amp; moguls &amp; mages double my level ransacking my kingdom every now &amp; then while I wait for luck to shine on me so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7159743807128045552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7159743807128045552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/11/progress-is-slow-in-warbook-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7084937642432694028</id><published>2007-11-02T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:26:20.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shanti. Shanti. Shanti.Divine Mother Kuan Yin,Please take the soul of Kathleen, my dear departed one,into the sweetest corner of your mind,The most tender place in your heart,That she and I might be comforted.For now she has gone, and I pray,Beloved Mother Kuan Yin, for the strength to remember she has not gone far.For she is with you and shall remain so forever.She remains within me, for we are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7084937642432694028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7084937642432694028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/11/shanti.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-5408815295211319671</id><published>2007-10-24T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:55:58.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I plead temporary insanity. I didn't want to act the way I exhibited myself these past few weeks, &amp; if I had completely my way, I'd rather be basking in happiness, even if retail-induced. Maybe that's what I should do completely from now on, despite all the crap at work &amp; the pile of junk in my room that needs immediate attention &amp; my derailing social life &amp; the stuff I need to write but just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5408815295211319671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5408815295211319671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-plead-temporary-insanity.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7589588114958304579</id><published>2007-10-04T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:58:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've had the worst birthday this year, no doubt about it. I almost drowned twice &amp; killed myself thrice, then bled to death for 3 days, lost valuable sleep, had my mother's hair clamp broken, lost a blouse that I'd dutifully wear to work with my mother's matching green brooch, cried buckets that eventually spilled on to mud puddles, took crappy pictures, lost a best friend &amp; the love of my life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7589588114958304579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7589588114958304579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-had-worst-birthday-this-year-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-5053492034654128727</id><published>2007-09-20T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:22:52.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now I know what it feels like to be fixated on a series of books (excluding Harry Potter) &amp; Japan-inspired tales (Sandman: The Dream Hunters is way up high on my top fiction picks). I just have to declare that Otori Shigeru is love, even if the entire series is dedicated to his adopted son, Takeo, part-Otori (purebred warriors &amp; one of the strongest clans that time) &amp; part-Kikuta (with superhuman</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5053492034654128727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5053492034654128727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/09/now-i-know-what-it-feels-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1219/1390959159_1237a8830d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-1370766301926715952</id><published>2007-09-03T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:35:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My 28th Manila International Book Fair loot, so far: The Mythic Tarot (as my 5 y/o deck needs to retire)  The Artist's Way (written by Martin Scorsese's wife)  Everyone Worth Knowing (because I think I'm going to be sick of banking, too, &amp; I'm a PR major to begin with LOL) &amp; something on feng shui, with matching compass &amp; auxillary cards, just what I need to re-rearrange my room.I still have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/1370766301926715952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/1370766301926715952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-28th-manila-international-book-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-5408390636063873792</id><published>2007-08-31T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:04:15.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm hoping to score perfect attendance for 2 weeks in a row. Premyo nun eh dress down. So pumapasok ako ng work na halos nakampambahay, as in parang mamumulot lang ng basura sa labas or so. HAHA. Hay buhay. Pero masayang mag-dress down din, &amp; that makes me stand out from the usual slew of people in my industry (as in pare-pareho na itsura, mga suki ng Starbs at yosi monsters). So there. Pero here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5408390636063873792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/5408390636063873792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-hoping-to-score-perfect-attendance.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7731005689291241054</id><published>2007-08-24T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:33:52.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM64%MEGATRONTake the Transformers QuizMegatron is the leader of the Decepticons. He will stop at nothing to establish his empire and destroy the Autobots, starting with Optimus Prime.Like Megatron, you are not compassionate and harbor evil thoughts. You are inspiring, confident, and a natural leader. The Decepticons have chosen well. In addition, you enjoy being one step ahead of your friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7731005689291241054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7731005689291241054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-64-megatron-take-transformers-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-8630513665569190343</id><published>2007-08-19T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:27:01.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was too late for me to realize that it was a bad idea to drag a guy friend to the Rockwell Urban Bazaar this weekend. It was pretty much packed, dimly lit, with sassy girly merch all over the place. I just went there for the rain boots, hehe, as plugged by a blogging friend. I knew I should've bought the no-light incense formulas &amp; a few necklaces for work &amp; everywhere else, but my friends (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8630513665569190343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8630513665569190343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-was-too-late-for-me-to-realize-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-1488908756194033855</id><published>2007-08-06T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:00:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ABBEE-ology daw. Q: What is your salad dressing of choice?A. Caesar or vinaigrette.Q: What is your favorite fast food restaurant?A. Wendy's, KFC, McD's if they have milkshakes sold, minsan Chowking hehe, Circles!Q: What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?A. Fish &amp; Co., Casa Armas, Cibo, ZNH, Omakase, Capricciosa, Circles wahaha.Q: On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?A. 10%, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/1488908756194033855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/1488908756194033855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/08/abbee-ology-daw.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-2841821196003894522</id><published>2007-07-24T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T16:18:40.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can say that a whole lot of things happened to me ever since my last update here. As in A WHOLE LOT. Work has been taking too much of my time &amp; energy, but somewhat it's paying off, after scoring the highest productivity for April, then 2 Power of One cards (I'll need 4 more, though, sigh), &amp; a higher scorecard grade, hehe, after getting transferred from one unit manager to another. I've also </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/2841821196003894522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/2841821196003894522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-can-say-that-whole-lot-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-641767595900165660</id><published>2007-07-24T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T16:10:11.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAW ANTAGAL KONG NAWALA DITO GRABE. 1.What is your opinion on sex without emotional commitment?** Highly interesting, hehe, but I'm too jealous &amp; needy when I least expect it, so no fucking thanks. Come to think of it, I have yet to have sex with a significant other, haha, so ewan. 2.Do you bite your nails?** Nope, I try not to ruin them especially when they're painted deep blue.3.Are you a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/641767595900165660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/641767595900165660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7104772140405905488</id><published>2007-05-28T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T07:44:05.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So what have I been up to? Lessee... I've had 2 sick leaves for this year (but actually got sick thrice, &amp; consecutively, like monthly, at that), no earnings whatsoever, lost a rare Starbucks Yuletide 2006 edition tumbler &amp; my rare blue sturdy hair clip &amp; my Tekken 5 data card with Lili in silver, a gazillion massages, more fine lines &amp; wrinkles, gained 10 lbs. (part of what I lost significantly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7104772140405905488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7104772140405905488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-what-have-i-been-up-to-lessee.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-8250663790877003748</id><published>2007-05-20T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:09:56.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finish the sentence:My ex is...&gt; a grade-A jerk. (Wait, which ex?)When I wake up in the morning...&gt; that's practically a danger sign, since nowadays I need to be asleep in the morning, hehe.Tomorrow...&gt; I'll spend more time sleeping, like always.I have low tolerance...&gt; for the ff.: lousy Customer Service representatives, traffic jams, know-it-alls who can't deliver, sucky food, caffeine (but I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8250663790877003748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8250663790877003748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/05/finish-sentence-my-ex-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-8957621627070889888</id><published>2007-05-07T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:42:13.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday's my new favorite day now, because I have more time to bum around &amp; go around the metro as I please before work, as I hardly can do that anymore ever since I started my 9:30-6:30 shift. It's easy to go to work earlier than expected, &amp; I feel like I'm ready to take on the world. However, today is a slight exception, because I have a stiff neck all of a sudden &amp; I'm broke like hell. Payday's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8957621627070889888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8957621627070889888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/05/mondays-my-new-favorite-day-now-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7567528270620958131</id><published>2007-05-03T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:20:09.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.comSana mamatay na ako. Now na.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7567528270620958131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7567528270620958131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-famous-leader-are-you-personality.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-3825689596042720111</id><published>2007-04-23T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:42:32.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's do more of these surveys, shall we?1. Your name plus "ness"?- Your Highness! :P2. Two feelings at the moment?- hungry &amp; bored. 3. What are you listening to right now?- Stonefree's Anghel.4. Done anything you regret so far this week?- sleeping forever &amp; not getting things done on time.5. Describe where you are right now?- at home, where I'm partly snug. 6. The highlight of your week?- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/3825689596042720111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/3825689596042720111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-do-more-of-these-surveys-shall-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-215934114121128729</id><published>2007-04-22T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T11:57:42.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear abbee,Here is your horoscopefor Friday, April 20:Even the most natural social animal needs a little solo time. Do what it takes to recharge your popularity batteries. Maybe that means a low-key gathering or a night alone with a good book. I can only wait until my first vacation leave for the working year. Oh, &amp; for payday. Hehe. Crap, my biorhythm reading was so dead on -- true enough, I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/215934114121128729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/215934114121128729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/04/dear-abbee-here-is-your-horoscope-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-4865695515441049967</id><published>2007-04-16T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T05:11:12.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks, AJ, for reminding me that empathy is a hard skill to learn, &amp; that means having "very empathetic to clients — just continue" remarks on one's coaching log is a big plus. I shouldn't wait for all the other bad comments about my productivity, but count all the good points to my heart's content. I'm still not sure if I'm getting a Katamari Damacy DVD for our PS2, but maybe this week. I need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/4865695515441049967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/4865695515441049967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/04/thanks-aj-for-reminding-me-that-empathy.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-2765881536621486747</id><published>2007-04-09T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T11:41:44.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. kelan ang bday mo? yung totoo?Sept 25.2. may fave song ka ba ngayon?Silent Sanctuary's Ikaw Lamang.3. barat ka ba?Medyo. Depende sa sitwasyon. 4. close ba kayo ng mga pinsan mo?Hindi eh. 5. ilang beses ka maligo sa isang araw?Depende. Tulad ngayong summer, mga 2-3. 6. anong perfume/cologne/body mist ang ginagamit mo?Estee Lauder Pleasures.7. sino-sino mga kasama mo sa bahay nyo?my parents, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/2765881536621486747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/2765881536621486747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-8237698857657956363</id><published>2007-03-31T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T09:11:20.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday, March 31st, 2007 PSTLibra (Sep 23 - Oct 22)It's a real challenge to relax now, even if this is what you imagine for the day. Instead, there may not be a lot of downtime because of the exciting Venus-Uranus sextile. Still, give yourself permission to enjoy the sweeter moments when they do happen. But don't try to plan too much, for your schedule will only fall to the wayside anyhow. (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8237698857657956363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8237698857657956363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-march-31st-2007-pst-libra-sep.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7859309047825725566</id><published>2007-03-18T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T04:57:54.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You might have faced some tough times, or learned some hard lessons, but now is a time for you to persevere and tap into your hidden or inner resources. Because of your stubborn refusal to give up, you may find yourself with the opportunity to remain standing after all the dust settles. No matter how difficult things may seem, recognize that you are a survivor with the strength to manifest your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7859309047825725566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7859309047825725566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-might-have-faced-some-tough-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-7621930125443349246</id><published>2007-02-23T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:25:44.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a very interesting week. I thought I wouldn't make it, but I actually did. I feel pretty lucky, especially when I got late for training last Tuesday &amp; we got off the hook, haha. ^_^ I'm so liking the progression of things. But I will need to make time for rewriting/reviewing my notes, rearranging my room, &amp; rejuvenating this weekend if I want to keep the winning streak. Sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7621930125443349246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/7621930125443349246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-very-interesting-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-8790264893426739888</id><published>2007-02-12T08:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T02:30:24.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIBRA: On Saturday, you may discover a new creative talent you never knew you possessed, thanks to the New Moon in Aquarius. On Sunday, the Sun enters Pisces, and your focus may be on your daily job and on ways you can maximize your talents to get ahead. You may experience some restless feelings and in an effort to bring some change into your life think about switching jobs. It might be that you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8790264893426739888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/8790264893426739888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-saturday-you-may-discover-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-117084368943466090</id><published>2007-02-07T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T05:59:14.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder why this card keeps popping up during readings, whether actual or automated. Perhaps because of the upcoming Mercury retrograde? I sure hope it'd be a blast. If you are considering taking up a form of study, now may be the time to answer the call, for it is truthful and without deceit. Also, make time for fun. Go to an amusement park. The particular thrill of the park can peel away </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117084368943466090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117084368943466090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wonder-why-this-card-keeps-popping.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-117068798076285100</id><published>2007-02-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:16:19.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   It's Oyster Egg Day!The Enchanted Flying Oyster came last night and hid his magical eggs all over the Kingdom of Loathing!Grab a basket at the Market and go egg-hunting!    Today is a very special KoL day, &amp; too bad I got too drunk for the goddamn egghunt. So there. Yes, I'm officially a KoL lush, &amp; what I'd usually do on my spare time &amp; with spare Meat (the official KoL currency) is mix or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117068798076285100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117068798076285100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-oyster-egg-daythe-enchanted-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-117026476689998779</id><published>2007-02-01T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:17:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, thanks to Deric, I now have my old web-based RPG persona back in action, haha, but this time, in Kingdom of Loathing. It's fucking cute &amp; funny, &amp; I'm now a Pastamancer, wahaha. Here are my stats so far:Level 2Yeast ScholarStatistics: Current Hit Points: 5 Maximum Hit Points: 8  Current Mana Points: 4 Maximum Mana Points: 9 (base: 4)  Muscle: 5    (1/11)  Mysticality: 6    (3/13)  Moxie: 4</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117026476689998779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117026476689998779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-thanks-to-deric-i-now-have-my-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-117015240141666079</id><published>2007-01-30T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T22:32:58.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever I'm AFK, I usually have a lot of ideas buzzing in my head that I would like to blog about &amp; that would make a lot more sense than what I'd usually end up posting... but for some reason when I log in &amp; try to start typing, my mind goes blank in an instant &amp; all I'd remember is how cold it feels today, for example, that I think I'm about to get sick again. Copying whatever I've jotted down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117015240141666079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/117015240141666079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/01/whenever-im-afk-i-usually-have-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116954114085514195</id><published>2007-01-23T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:32:20.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I decided to see Innocent Voices yesterday afternoon before going home. Let's just say I will never forget how the little hero's friends were killed right before he was saved by his uncle, &amp; how the village priest made his presence felt all throughout the film, especially during his last sermon to the townspeople. Honestly, I hate war, too, even if I like Sun Tzu's book about the subject, one of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116954114085514195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116954114085514195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-decided-to-see-innocent-voices.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116765731215196842</id><published>2007-01-01T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T03:40:23.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For 2006...TOP 5 MOVIES5. The Banquet4. Marie Antoinette3. V for Vendetta2. Little Miss Sunshine1. RENTTOP 5 BOOKS5. 4. Harry Potter &amp; the Half-Blood Prince3. Harry Potter &amp; the Order of the Phoenix2. Mythic Tarot Workbook1. Osho Zen: Game of TranscendenceTOP 5 SONGS5. Paramita - Hiling4. Sarah McLachlan - World on Fire (Les Mills' Body Balance mix)3. Stone Temple Pilots - Big Empty2. Prince - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116765731215196842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116765731215196842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116760914508359536</id><published>2007-01-01T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T07:52:25.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes we just need to determine when to draw the line or prod further: while other women are going great lengths to save the world as much as they can, I have to keep myself pretty balanced. Not too aggressive, not too shrinking, either. Not sell myself short, but at the same time not overestimate myself, lest I'd bite more than what I can chew. Looking back at my failures &amp; utterly surreal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116760914508359536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116760914508359536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-we-just-need-to-determine.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116707334550215969</id><published>2006-12-26T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T03:19:16.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What if, on Christmas, the beau finally breaks up with me, after years of our struggling to keep the relationship despite the difficult-than-the-average constraints? What if, on Christmas, I've been reduced to making novenas &amp; crying? What if, after Christmas I'd decide to distract myself further with yoga, music, FOOD (because yes, it's that time of the month again) &amp; the idea of combusting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116707334550215969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116707334550215969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-if-on-christmas-beau-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116583035525796693</id><published>2006-12-11T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T03:07:02.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yuletide Wishlist 2006Twinings camomile tea (mura lang to)Nestle Fruit Selection mango (or kahit buco nata) yogurt (eto rin, kahit bilhan nyo ko nung mas malaki pa sa 125g)Apivita Propoline Pedi Care Relief GelGodiva trufflescakes like Samba from Bizu, Conti's, turtle pie from Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf, ice cream cake from Haagen-DazsGCs from Powerbooks, Fully Booked, Starbucks, The Spa, Suriya, Bay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116583035525796693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116583035525796693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/12/yuletide-wishlist-2006-twinings.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116493723451406106</id><published>2006-12-01T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T16:16:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's that time of the year when I dread going out &amp; feel doubly sorry for myself, but at the same time get (mildly) excited for the New Beginning. In line with the fuss, I try to make silly wishlists, &amp; I ask for my friends' rendition in turn. Whether or not my silly wishes get granted immediately or a year after (or sometimes NOT AT ALL, much to my dismay) putting them in writing makes me feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116493723451406106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116493723451406106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-that-time-of-year-when-i-dread.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116488755212597381</id><published>2006-11-30T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T16:25:06.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Kind of Reader Are You? Your Result: Literate Good Citizen You read to inform or entertain yourself, but you're not nerdy about it. You've read most major classics (in school) and you have a favorite genre or two.Dedicated Reader Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm Book Snob Fad Reader Non-Reader What Kind of Reader Are You?Create Your Own QuizHonestly, I don't read in school. I don't like school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116488755212597381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116488755212597381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-kind-of-reader-are-you-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116350168103229010</id><published>2006-11-14T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:17:29.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny how most of my friends' moms trust me, while my own mom doesn't — &amp; can't.Funny how I'd rather spend time floating on water than actually swimming in it, looking up at the stars &amp; feeling totally lost in the moment, appreciating my solitude at quiet spots in pools/beaches. Downtime is so much easier to savor this way. Funny how skipping yoga &amp; tai chi, even if I'm NOT the most graceful/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116350168103229010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116350168103229010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/11/funny-how-most-of-my-friends-moms.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116290134379928240</id><published>2006-11-07T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T03:08:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow could be a good time to get my phone done, eat halo-halo, check an art exhibit out, get another gym ID, work out even if only for an hour, get my hair &amp; fugly face reconditioned, &amp; try not to worry about the traffic going back home. I'm in such a big funk right now that I feel like setting myself on fire. But that's what happens whenever I'm PMSing, whether I actually get my period or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116290134379928240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116290134379928240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/11/tomorrow-could-be-good-time-to-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116276067580888030</id><published>2006-11-06T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:54:00.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hindi pa tapos ang taon pero I can say this has been a crazy year, &amp; I don't mean that in a good way. It's been very costly (my fault, I know), very tiring, very traumatic, &amp; very unforgiving (despite the countless times of blissful relaxation) but at least I'm a bit wiser now even if I find myself more numb everytime. I guess all I have to do now is be more patient until the New Year — which, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116276067580888030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116276067580888030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/11/hindi-pa-tapos-ang-taon-pero-i-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116236700943460901</id><published>2006-11-01T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:01:27.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The beau &amp; I were discussing about travelling recently, &amp; I vehemently grimaced at the thought. I mean, I never really felt the need to go around because I can read all about them tour destinations in books or on the Net, or hear about them from my friends &amp; random passersby, or watch it all on TV whenever I get the chance. Maybe I just hate worrying about packing up, rushing to the airport, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116236700943460901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116236700943460901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/11/beau-i-were-discussing-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-116052226098291408</id><published>2006-10-11T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T07:17:41.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In case you're wondering why everything feels so fucked up all of a sudden again, &amp; I'm not just talking about the recent Milenyo devastation, please brace yourselves for the upcoming (but last of the trio for this year) Mercury retrograde on October 28th (((groan))) — effects can last as well as be felt for as long as a month before &amp; after the said event. This year's retrograde affects people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116052226098291408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/116052226098291408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-case-youre-wondering-why-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115912970879167836</id><published>2006-09-25T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:02:54.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This has been my schedule ever since the first set of my personal training ended early this month. That means I get to spend more time with Lynne, &amp; I don't necessarily have to stick to this timeline. I can do yogalates on other days (as long as it ain't Monday or Wednesday). I regret missing 2 Thursdays for Bollywood — I better not miss my classes this week because I'm not sure if Bollywood will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115912970879167836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115912970879167836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-has-been-my-schedule-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115879394714562632</id><published>2006-09-21T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T06:16:20.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIBRA: The upcoming weeks present you with situations that may seem chaotic, but they are connected with aspects of your inner self that need expressing. Look within to better understand your role in the obstacles that you are facing, but don't be too hard on yourself. Take a chance now to shine the light on your own shadows, for your awareness can release you from your past.Holy shit, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115879394714562632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115879394714562632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/09/libra-upcoming-weeks-present-you-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115730577295108135</id><published>2006-09-04T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:19:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My personal training will be all over by Tuesday. Don't ask how I managed to go through all the sessions. It was pure torture, &amp; I'm not sure if it was all worth it. I wasn't able to get a nutritionist to work with me &amp; my trainer during my span, but that's OK. I think I can handle this on my own for now. My weight had been yo-yoing when I PMSed, but I think I'm on my way to purging at least them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115730577295108135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115730577295108135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-personal-training-will-be-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115607566122504010</id><published>2006-08-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:07:41.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear abbee,Here is your horoscopefor Sunday, August 20:1) Even routine trips to the dry cleaner become fabulous adventures with your sense of humor. Is it any wonder you're a people magnet? You're totally off the charts when it comes to personal magnetism. 2) Make a decision and stick with it. After all, you know what the truth is and you know what should be done about it. Don't be afraid to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115607566122504010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115607566122504010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/08/dear-abbee-here-is-your-horoscope-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115577670456648458</id><published>2006-08-17T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T09:05:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I updated my schedule, &amp; it's been a month since I've started making a buffoon out of myself with what I'm doing, but it's pretty neat how I get people interested in doing the same thing! :P It's tiring, yeah, but it's quite worth it, &amp; I think I lost a bit more weight despite my binging on french fries (McDonald's sour cream McShaker fries are BACK!!!) &amp; potato chips &amp; more crazy fatty stuff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115577670456648458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115577670456648458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-i-updated-my-schedule-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115489304256296461</id><published>2006-08-07T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T06:07:41.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If my personal training starts this week, I'll be out every Tuesdays, Thursdays, &amp; Sundays. Saturday's going to be a very constant thing for me, with 3 hours devoted to tai chi, kickboxing, &amp; a new Bollywood dance class, haha, to improve my hand-foot coordination, kung may pag-asa pa, &amp; for a better way to do cardio, because the treadmill's too boring &amp; I need to do more than kill myself aboard a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115489304256296461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115489304256296461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-my-personal-training-starts-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115445904751677474</id><published>2006-08-02T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:37:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Rising Sign is AquariusYou are an interesting mix of introspective and outlandish.Waving your freak flag high, you really do things your own way.While you may seem distant, you care very deeply for humanity.You just have no tolerance for fools, slackers, or dullards.And while you're fairly misanthropic, many are drawn to you.Innovative and clever, people look to you for new ideas and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115445904751677474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115445904751677474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/08/your-rising-sign-is-aquarius-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115427694797328210</id><published>2006-07-31T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T03:10:08.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes the best way to take care of the world is to be sure you are taking care of yourself. You are an environmental hazard walking around as a stressed-out time bomb. Learn to recognize your own signs of being overly stressed, and do something about it before it seeps out while driving, at work, or at home. Although it’s great to care for others, it is essential that you make yourself a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115427694797328210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115427694797328210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-best-way-to-take-care-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115420798347848110</id><published>2006-07-30T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T03:26:58.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK I LOVE THIS SONG, AS MUCH AS SKID ROW'S WASTED TIME!HOORAY FOR HIGH SCHOOL, CIRCA 1993-1994. WAHAHA SHET LOLA ALERT.Lately I can tell that something ain't right I don't see the fire when I look in your eyes One time up, and the next time down This may be the last time that you see me aroundWell it sure seems to me nothing matters tonight And all those things we worked out, they got lost in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115420798347848110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115420798347848110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuck-i-love-this-song-as-much-as-skid.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115377884911351429</id><published>2006-07-25T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T04:44:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since I missed out on my tai chi &amp; kickboxing classes last Saturday morning due to aching knees &amp; puyat, then on my yoga &amp; kickboxing classes last night because of the rain, I'm going to catch up on kickboxing &amp; maybe cosmic cycling later this evening. Hopefully I can keep up with the group schedules from now on, pero mukhang nakakabaliw eh. Pero OK lang din, matagal na pala akong baliw LOL. So..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115377884911351429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115377884911351429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/07/since-i-missed-out-on-my-tai-chi.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115359450457704354</id><published>2006-07-23T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T18:49:45.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear abbee,Here is your horoscopefor Sunday, July 23:You already are a fully lovable being -- you don't have to improve yourself to get the affection you deserve! Remind yourself of that, especially when you start to hear those critical voices in your head. NGE. But I looked like shit yesterday! Acted like a big (but happy despite missing my tai-chi class that morning) retard as well. I love my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115359450457704354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115359450457704354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/07/dear-abbee-here-is-your-horoscope-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115249003022476390</id><published>2006-07-10T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T08:31:30.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when I thought last Saturday was going to be a huge disaster with all the rain &amp; the lack of confirmation from potential tarot workshoppers — to think I arrived pretty early at our assembly place, hehe — I had fun having too much caffeine in my bloodstream (what else do you expect from hanging out at Starbucks ALONE for 3 hours?) then spiking it all up with a bottle of light beer &amp; a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115249003022476390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115249003022476390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-when-i-thought-last-saturday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-115179324922102923</id><published>2006-07-02T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T07:41:30.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Las Piñas isn't the same anymore. I used to love that place like crazy, &amp; it'd always feel as if I have to anticipate for something (or maybe someone?) there. My parents used to eat a lot at the old Max's down the main road, then kids from my high school would all troop to the old Ever Gotesco mall (before Southmall was put up), &amp; my kid sibs would go with me to iceskate at SM Southmall (with all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115179324922102923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/115179324922102923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/07/las-pias-isnt-same-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114986784005748842</id><published>2006-06-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T07:04:52.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To keep up with the hype...You Are Jean GreyAlthough your fate is often unknown, you always seem to survive (even after death).Your mind is your greatest weapon, literally!Powers: telepathy and telekinesis, the ability to project thoughts into the mind of others, communication with animalsWhich of the X-Men Are You?(MOTD) = Zero 7 - Destiny</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114986784005748842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114986784005748842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-keep-up-with-hype.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114860445845205813</id><published>2006-05-26T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T05:20:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TODAY'S REFLECTION:THE WORLD You set your sights high and you achieve a dream that would have seemed impossible a few months earlier. You have become conscious of your true spiritual identity and at the same time you have found the ability to relate to the material world. You find yourself in a realm where your guides can offer direct assistance. You hold in your hand the polished result of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114860445845205813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114860445845205813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/05/todays-reflection-world-you-set-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114845734351062957</id><published>2006-05-24T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:55:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been moving around a lot lately, regarding my upcoming gig. Greenhills (oooh, Promenade), Megamall (holy shit, I love the way it's cleaned up after all this years), Sta. Rosa Laguna (hahaha sa uulitin!), Divisoria (potah makalimutan daw ba ang Tutuban Center?), the brand new SM Mall of Asia (wow, Powerbooks &amp; Fully Booked in just one floor? may iceskating rink pa &amp; a killer cinema? SAN KA PA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114845734351062957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114845734351062957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-moving-around-lot-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114801882476923046</id><published>2006-05-19T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T06:46:24.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While thinking about potential flyer details for my upcoming stint (details to follow), I came across this promotional brochure:Life is full of choices. I can choose up to wake up early or to sleep in. I can choose regular over decaf coffee. I can choose to meet new people or to spend time with old friends. I can choose these sandals over those boots to fit my favorite jeans. But I can also make </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114801882476923046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114801882476923046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/05/while-thinking-about-potential-flyer.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114746908703725064</id><published>2006-05-13T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T05:26:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what is sheer torture? Having to endure 2-3 days' worth of kittens mewing out loud that just lost their mom to an inexplicable death. After losing my tomcat Sophie (I'm so much luckier with male pets, seriously! WAHAHA) last year (he's still alive, though, prowling the neigborhood) because I neglected my motherly duties to the spoiled bastard after my kid sister passed away :( who was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114746908703725064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114746908703725064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know-what-is-sheer-torture-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114716366159299390</id><published>2006-05-09T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:11:16.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, funny how the things I'd be rambling about a few days ago come up as discussion material for other people, hehe. Here's something I nicked from some online community — I think I need to remember it all the more these days, lest I'd lose my sanity completely:Each day is filled with opportunities to make the world a better place. In any situation there are things you can do to make life more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114716366159299390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114716366159299390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow-funny-how-things-id-be-rambling.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114515525260930449</id><published>2006-04-16T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:19:32.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Easter, minna-san! So far I feel so much better now. I love Circles. I love Suriya. I love my yaya. I can go out of the house with her in tow, &amp; that makes daily commuting &amp; whatnot so much easier. We'll be buying flowers again for my kid sister (R.I.P.) today; imagine if she's not around. So yeah, I sound like a BIG ditz, but I don't care. I love the beau for taking me as I am even if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114515525260930449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114515525260930449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter-minna-san-so-far-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114398639296620162</id><published>2006-04-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:14:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From 4 years ago, hehe:   return true" onmouseout="window.status='';return true" href="http://www.angelfire.com/anime2/sailormoonvortex/quiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;I'm Hello Kitty Flower Fairy! made by: Jen (MOTD) = Tori Amos - Sleeps With Butterflies</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114398639296620162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114398639296620162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-4-years-ago-hehe-im-hello-kitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114365955546695688</id><published>2006-03-30T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:22:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love RENT! Standing ovation-worthy! Oh, &amp; happy birthday, love! ^_^(MOTD) = Hi-Five - I Like The Way (The Kissing Game)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114365955546695688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114365955546695688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-love-rent-standing-ovation-worthy-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114272838645382031</id><published>2006-03-19T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:44:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHAHAHA eto nga pala yung nakakawindang na "obscure logic" moment ko nung bata pako. Haaaayyy, ang sarap magbalik-tanaw. Amboplaks kong magsulat dahil busy nga ako sa school noon.Masakit ang lalamunan ko, nakalunok ako ng bubog eh. PUNYETA.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114272838645382031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114272838645382031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahahaha-eto-nga-pala-yung.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114118691594932488</id><published>2006-03-01T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T09:17:12.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally got to watch Memoirs of a Geisha (with Lynne) &amp; Aeon Flux (alone), but the latter was more moving (surprise? surprise!) &amp; I ended up sobbing for quite a while in the toilet, LOL. Quite a first, actually. Go figure. Ash Wednesday today. I had a 6PM Mass offered for my sister in Sto. Niño de Paz &amp; I'm going to check on her stead again. I haven't been doing so for quite a while unlike last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114118691594932488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114118691594932488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-got-to-watch-memoirs-of-geisha.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-114053225271100093</id><published>2006-02-21T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:11:32.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've yet to really organize my iTunes, but for now I'm happy that my roster finally includes my favorites from Hackers OST, namely:Prodigy - Voodoo PeopleOrbital - Halcyon On &amp; OnMassive Attack - ProtectionKruger &amp; Dorfmeister - Original Bedroom RockersThen I also have my favorite rawk singles that I can just die happily from looping over &amp; over:Smashing Pumpkins - Mayonaise (remind me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114053225271100093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/114053225271100093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-yet-to-really-organize-my-itunes.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113994651235411273</id><published>2006-02-15T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:25:52.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the life of me I just have to jot down my favorite TV shows' schedules so I don't forget:The Surreal Gourmet is aired every Tuesdays @12:30 PM &amp; Wednesdays @1:00 AM.Forever Summer With Nigella can be caught every Wednesdays @8:30 PM &amp; Thursdays @8:00 AM.Made To Order is on every Thursdays @9:00 PM &amp; Fridays @9:00 AM.During those hours, if I'm lucky, I will be out of reach so just leave a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113994651235411273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113994651235411273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-life-of-me-i-just-have-to-jot-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113882691913215136</id><published>2006-02-02T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:35:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So what have I been up to these past few weeks? Well, there's bowling, the Fast &amp; the Furious at Timezone, bingeing on fraps/donuts/pizza/pasta, massages (free &amp; otherwise), wisecracking, my stupid flu, &amp; my new black iPod Nano, hehe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113882691913215136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113882691913215136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-what-have-i-been-up-to-these-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113809827339634766</id><published>2006-01-24T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:24:33.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If there's one thing I really hate about my life right now, it's being frustrated of myself. I wish I weren't so indecisive. Or complex. All this time I've thought of myself as simple, but NO.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113809827339634766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113809827339634766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-theres-one-thing-i-really-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113502584276460026</id><published>2005-12-20T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:10:38.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quoting Dwight:"We ourselves shall be loved for a while &amp; forgotten. But the love will have been enough... There is a land of the living &amp; a land of the dead, &amp; the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning." --from The Bridge of San Luis ReyIt's been a year. Rest in peace, Kathleen. (MOTD)= John Mayer - '83</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113502584276460026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113502584276460026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/12/quoting-dwight-we-ourselves-shall-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113394842543137793</id><published>2005-12-07T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:40:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIBRA: You may find yourself at some point today needing someone's help or advice. Don't be afraid to ask for it. You tend to be proud of your ingenuity and independence, and most of the time it's others who are reaching out to you. Realize that you do have the right to ask for help; it's not a betrayal of weakness. Knowing when to ask for help is a strength. Think about it.(MOTD) = Nirvana - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113394842543137793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113394842543137793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/12/libra-you-may-find-yourself-at-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113303828585487457</id><published>2005-11-27T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:58:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends. Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113303828585487457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113303828585487457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/11/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113285882961992659</id><published>2005-11-25T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T05:12:22.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's just say I'm pissed because Nigella Lawson was replaced by uptight Kylie Kwong complete with bad accent &amp; blah lines. But despite her penchance for jasmine tea, too much sugar + sea salt, &amp; stuff I won't be caught dead eating like baby octopi or soft-boiled eggs; I like the background music in the show, her clean &amp; careful procedures of cutting up vegetables &amp; spices, as well as her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113285882961992659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113285882961992659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/11/lets-just-say-im-pissed-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113224307735427837</id><published>2005-11-17T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:55:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because I'm feeling super-bored &amp; silly, I might as well rave about them little novelties I'm happy about — as in things I really don't need but are neat enough to indulge in &amp; keep:1) Apivita Propoline Pedi Care Relief Gel — really very good to slather on after a foot scrub &amp;/or if you're suffering from killer commuter or dancer feet.  2) Lush Happy Hippy Shower Gel — I didn't realize my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113224307735427837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113224307735427837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/11/because-im-feeling-super-bored-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-113032807027425082</id><published>2005-10-26T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:09:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TANGINA NYO ETO ANG LARO!Stress-relieving yet at the same time adrenaline-pumping. DAPAT GANYAN ANG OBSESSION! :PFeeling gwapo ka kahit gerlalu pa ang drama mo in this stellar road rage. No walkthroughs or kaltas sa prize money mo pag nabangga ka to worry about, get to race at your own pace, build your dream car, &amp; make sparks (even your wheels!) FLY as you'd shed concrete &amp; go against the flow, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113032807027425082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/113032807027425082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/10/tangina-nyo-eto-ang-laro-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112963676631912526</id><published>2005-10-18T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:14:26.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At eto na ang pinakaaabangang neoprints from my bday ahahaha:On second thought, I might as well get them scanned again. Anlabo eh.Eto nga pala limited edition hehehe, tell me wutchatink. :D(MOTD) = Velvet Revolver - Fall To Pieces</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112963676631912526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112963676631912526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/10/at-eto-na-ang-pinakaaabangang.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112884819827240862</id><published>2005-10-09T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T18:31:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just have to blab how I've come across select parts of Paulo Coelho's The Pilgrimage which my older sister left here at home &amp; kung kelan pa nabasa sa ulan saka ko lang binasa. This was the first entry that I chanced upon reading when I picked it up &amp; opened it:"Pity those who reduce the cosmos to an explanation, God to a magic potion, &amp; humanity to beings with basic needs that must be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112884819827240862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112884819827240862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-have-to-blab-how-ive-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112847238221034009</id><published>2005-10-05T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T15:08:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm just so glad my birthday's over, &amp; that it was awesome, even if we all had to live with a few flubs. Next stop: Halloween. *cringe* I also would like to remind you of Candy's first anniversary, just a few days before Christmas. I hope you guys can make it. Dito lang samen malapit tayo tambay after the mass. Thanks.In case I pass out from too much booze, pasensya na ha. I know no other way to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112847238221034009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112847238221034009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-just-so-glad-my-birthdays-over-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112730603306569537</id><published>2005-09-21T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T02:29:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was looking for my old college resume from a good 4 years ago &amp; I couldn't find my last updated (pero crumpled-up) copy anywhere. Yes, I do leave stuff lying around literally all over the house. So much for disorganization. Anyway, I had to rummage through my old papeles &amp; retrieved a lot of stuff (even the very shit I refuse to look back into). It was a rather heart-wrenching experience. If I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112730603306569537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112730603306569537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-looking-for-my-old-college.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112717210150308618</id><published>2005-09-20T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:23:20.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love how last weekend's late night-early morning brainstorming helped in clarifying the relevance + congruency of Persephone (the High Priestess) &amp; Demeter (the Empress) in my life. This time, Demeter makes so much more sense to me, &amp; like her, I dread the coming winter months... how am I going to survive?(MOTD) = Soundgarden - The Day I Tried To Live</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112717210150308618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112717210150308618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-how-last-weekends-late-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112699507718684166</id><published>2005-09-18T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T06:11:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHOOPEE I JUST LOVE PRETTY BOYSSSS! (&amp; GIRLS, TOO)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112699507718684166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112699507718684166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/09/whoopee-i-just-love-pretty-boyssss.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112636935178331435</id><published>2005-09-11T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T06:43:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Makes You.. by SheBangs12Your name?Your gender?MaleFemaleOtherWhat makes you sexy?EverythingWhat makes you pretty?Your styleWhat makes you loveable?How loving you areWhat makes you fun?Your quick witWhat makes you irresistable?Your laughWhat makes you cute?How affectionate you areQuiz created with MemeGen!Hehe naks pampalubag-loob lang because I really feel &amp; look horrendous lately even if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112636935178331435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112636935178331435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-makes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112620398542485327</id><published>2005-09-09T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T02:33:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oy mukhang astig 'to ah!Perfect for last-minute confirmations &amp; inquiries!(MOTD) = Drip - To You</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112620398542485327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112620398542485327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/09/oy-mukhang-astig-to-ah-perfect-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112582882264054604</id><published>2005-09-04T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T18:21:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOW TANGINA OO NA MALAPIT NA BIRTHDAY KO! AHAHAHA. Celebrate or take a holiday! As long as your foundation is solid, and you are not committing to a relationship, position, partnership or change in role or status out of a sense of duty, or to satisfy others who have expectations for you, this card is one of the most positive in the deck. If you are contemplating marriage, children, a business </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112582882264054604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112582882264054604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-tangina-oo-na-malapit-na-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112524457998691369</id><published>2005-08-28T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:15:30.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I just wish I were dead instead, because I've really got nothing much left to look forward to. But maybe all I need is more sleep. I'll try downing Stresstabs tomorrow &amp; see if it that shit really works. TANGINA I FEEL SO FUCKING TIRED. Even if I really don't wish for my own expiry, I can feel it happening anytime soon.(MOTD) = John Mayer - Something's Missing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112524457998691369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112524457998691369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/08/sometimes-i-just-wish-i-were-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112504638353208569</id><published>2005-08-26T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:10:29.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Name six songs that you are currently digging; it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Then tag six other people to see what they're listening to; as requested by (whoever tags you):1. Peace Orchestra - Who Am I2. Layo &amp; Bushwacka! - Blind Tiger3. Supreme Beings of Leisure - Under The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112504638353208569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112504638353208569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/08/name-six-songs-that-you-are-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112474033489875826</id><published>2005-08-23T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T04:10:56.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"When you're searching your soul, when you're searching for pleasure,How often pain is all you find?But when you're coasting along &amp; nobody's trying too hard,You can turn around &amp; like where you are."--Harriet Wheeler(MOTD) = Layo &amp; Bushwacka! - Blind Tiger</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112474033489875826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112474033489875826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-youre-searching-your-soul-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112462312537791013</id><published>2005-08-21T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:33:10.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know my mind keeps churning out mayhem in technicolor &amp; stereo no matter what I do, but my last dream was the one of the best lucid yet lopsided shit ever. It involved fumbling through spellcasting on a stormy night with a pack of usually superficial turned horribly frightened girls &amp; I forgot what we were up against in the first place. We swore to secrecy the next day but I know people were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112462312537791013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112462312537791013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-know-my-mind-keeps-churning-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-112292695416304607</id><published>2005-08-02T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T02:50:25.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life is going nowhere fast, though. Again. I guess I'll never quit whining.(MOTD) = Bonnie Pink - Orenji</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112292695416304607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/112292695416304607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-life-is-going-nowhere-fast-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-111360615497802775</id><published>2005-04-16T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T10:22:09.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've realized I'm still in so much shock since my younger sister passed away that I've been unconsciously dodging feelings of guilt &amp; hurt &amp; mourning, only to have them backfire devastatingly &amp; haunt me ad nauseam. My dreams of her are more bizarre than ever, but I'm already seeing a pattern, &amp; it kills me everytime I think about her. It's been more than a week since I've visited her grave &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/111360615497802775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/111360615497802775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-realized-im-still-in-so-much-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3016262.post-111252214175774693</id><published>2005-04-03T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T13:15:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I've grown to be pretty insecure during my most formative years, but I know I'm better than that because basically I really didn't care about how I looked like or what impression I was making as long as I was being myself &amp; having the time of life. They said I was really pretty &amp; smart around 20 years ago, but what mattered more to me was that I could play outdoors under the sweltering heat</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/111252214175774693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3016262/posts/default/111252214175774693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abbee.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-ive-grown-to-be-pretty-insecure.html' title=''/><author><name>Andalusia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04460458621669043416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.vamp.org/Gothic/Images/images/suppose-thumb.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
