tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79125066739914671412024-03-14T08:52:09.676+01:00Me And My ShadowThis page talks about love, life, hobbies, personal experiences, sports countries, everything about where Me and My Shadow was, is and will be.Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-89061231832687205592011-10-23T23:25:00.001+02:002011-10-23T23:30:14.491+02:00BartIt's been 9 days since Bart arrived in our life and it's been 9 days also that he's living here with us. During the first 2 days Bart was scared and shy. He feels that he doesn't belong in here. Maybe he misses his other family. He cries a lot at night or even during the day when he sees no one. <br />
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Now, that he's with us for more than a week, he has changed a lot. I think he accepted us as his new family. He grows quite fast but still looks little and cute. For me, he is twice his size since the day he arrived. He is very energetic and loves to run and play. For short period of time, we have learned to love him so much.<br />
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Our mornings are never the same anymore. As we are very excited each morning to wake up and see him. Play with him and hug him. He never fails to make us smile. After work, I am always in a hurry to go home as I am very excited to see him. And when I arrive home, there he is, wiggling his tail while looking at me excitedly.<br />
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Bart is a dog. A toy poodle. He is only 2 and a half months old.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp1JGIEZIdC62fRI3j8lsTIdaO4D7I4pSQXFFgLkC2iogDYP8gblIg4rH7mHDIQ12CiE3FIzmLckVRej4QnQmTHHqGOBzvDyIKkkuNLtOBXabXdl5EQV-IUOEhSQe-a_5i6wa9wDJybDyu/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp1JGIEZIdC62fRI3j8lsTIdaO4D7I4pSQXFFgLkC2iogDYP8gblIg4rH7mHDIQ12CiE3FIzmLckVRej4QnQmTHHqGOBzvDyIKkkuNLtOBXabXdl5EQV-IUOEhSQe-a_5i6wa9wDJybDyu/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I'm just so glad that he came in to our life and made us this happy. I am even smiling as I'm typing this.<br />
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I have meet good friends and just friends and acquintances. I don't have many friends yet but I think I have enough to keep me busy on weekends. I now go to school, studying finnish language. I'm learning but not that much yet. I was able to meet good people from all over the world through this course. It keeps me busy during the weeekdays and I'm just loving it. Back in Denmark I was just a housewife. I was just home all day doing housechores, friendster and facebook and it bored me too much and made me wished that I will do something that will make me busy (like the overly fatigued feeling) that it would make me wish of a restday. My life here is not that hectic yet but still am thankful and happy that I have something to do and keeps me a bit busy.Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-52542248793986722742009-09-21T20:00:00.005+02:002009-09-21T20:40:46.673+02:00It's Pizza This TimeFew days ago I posted how badly I craved for a cheeseburger. Last night, this crazy craving attacked again and it is pizza this time. At past 10 pm yesterday I sent an sms to my husband saying "can we eat pizza today? yes or no?". My husband replied that its late already to get a pizza. The pizza store where we buy pizza already closed. I was disappointed again. I ended up browsing in google and search for greenwich pizza and there I was staring at the pizza photos in greenwich site(lol). I couldn't thank enough my husband when each time I ask him a favor he always try his best to do it but some things are really out of our hands. When I get upset and I don't talk to him, hubby would always say "Honey, please don't be mad. Stop being maldita now and let's make up". When I hear those words I can't help to smile. He knows now what maldita means and that his wife is maldita. It's not good but I find it cute when he says I'm maldita (lol).<br />Today, he dragged me to the shop even if I was still so sleepy. We ate together in the Quick Bistro in Bilka. Quick Bistro is not really quick (lol). Everytime we go and eat there we always have to wait atleast 20 minutes to get our order even if its just 1 piece of burger. And then we went to the shop to buy a frozen pizza so I can heat and eat it at home later.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-12247894385861221782009-09-19T23:28:00.006+02:002009-09-20T00:17:07.193+02:00Yes, I Did It!A few days ago, I was saying that I'll be hosting a gathering today. Divine and Rechelle will come here in our place to visit me. I had a very short slept this morning. I was busy cleaning our little home yesterday and at midnight I started baking the cake for our dessert today. I finished past 3 am and I knew that I have to wake up early the next day to prepare the food. I went to bed 4:30 am already and woke up 8 am. I started making the empanada which took me too long to finnish. While I'm in the middle of making it I had a dysmenorrhea and I started feeling dizzy. After a while I had to stop from what I'm doing coz I couldn't bear to stand anymore longer. I phoned Divine and Rechelle to come here 4 pm instead of 3 pm. After 1 hour of rest I felt better and went back to kitchen. I got so busy that before I knew it, it was 4 pm already and there are still 2 dishes that are not cook and I don't even have a cook rice yet. I felt so bad and I really wanted to cry. I felt so helpless and frustrated, despite the fact that I started early I wasn't able to finnish on time. I run to our bedroom and fixed myself very quickly. So that when they arrive atleast I look a bit descent. I was washing the dishes, tried cleaning the kitchen a bit and at the same time cooking when my phone rang. Rechelle was downstairs already and I really panicked. I was really worried that the food were not yet done and my visitors are starting to arrive. After I picked her we talked a bit while I was cooking and then the bell rang. I knew it was Divine, talking with Rechelle while cooking helped me to calm down. I just let the 2 ladies talked while I continue with my unfinished job in the kitchen. After a few minutes the table was ready and we started eating. I'm glad that the food was ok except for the chicken curry that is a bit salty. We watched lost together for an hour or two then the ladies were picked up by their husbands.<br />I'm happy with the experience today. It's my first time to be a host and it really feels good. Its my first time also to cook for other people other than my husband. I'm no cook or master in cooking but I am very happy I did fine. I was able to pull it off despite the fact that I did not feel well. I hope my visitors were happy with the food though. :-D<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/8718_1214672599196_1000258040_30673.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 346px;" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/8718_1214672599196_1000258040_30673.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Me, Divine and Rechelle</span><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"></div><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-60630024711521138912009-09-18T18:19:00.008+02:002009-09-19T01:34:10.310+02:00Have Fun With Direct.tvTired of changing channels every minute because there's no interesting shows in your television? It's hard to figure out what you really need when it comes to choosing your television programming but Direct.tv makes the choice easy. With tons of packages ranging in price and great programming you can''t go wrong. They offer a lot of selection of entertainment for you and your family. <a href="http://www.direct.tv/">Direct.tv specials</a> have everything you need for entertainment be it lifestyle, entertainment, sports, movies they all have it and you'll be surprise how many channels you can get when you subscribe to them. <a href="http://www.direct.tv/">Direct TV Deals</a> are affordable and reasonable. You'll have a lot of choices with Direct.tv packages that you can easily choose which one best suits your budget. Now you can have over a hundred of top TV programming and exciting channels with more movies, sports and entertainment when you subscribe to Direct.tv. So why not check them out now?<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-85506175666475511812009-09-17T21:28:00.011+02:002009-09-18T00:54:25.952+02:00Davao City's Peoples Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/jenjen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 340px;" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/jenjen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>When I found out that my inlaws are visiting Philippines to attend our wedding I was surprised and very excited. I was happy of the thought that they will be visiting my country and I couldn't wait to see them there.<br /><br />A few days after my inlaws arrival, we finally had the time to bond together. Because of the very short time we had I wasn't able to tour them in Davao tourists spots. Most of the time we went to different malls and I really look like a tourist guide with six blonde people around me. Both of my parent's in law, sister in law and her two kids were there.<br />The day before the wedding, we decided to go to Davao's famous park, the People's Park. We had a wonderful time touring there. My sister inlaws kids were confused and shy because a lot of people were looking at them but I saw smiles in their face while touring the park especially playing in the children's playground. Our tour was very nice and everyone is game for picture taking with the park's statues.<br /><br />People's Park is the nicest park in Davao, it is formerly known as PTA Ground. The park was opened last December 2007. The four hectare park was divided into several area like the plaza, fun or kids playground and durian dome. It has wonderful landscapes and man made water falls. The park is surrounded with different kinds of flowers and trees and it has park has a lot of unique looking statues made by Davao's very own artist, painter and sculptor Kublai Millan.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-4905521823510827432009-09-17T02:25:00.016+02:002009-09-21T22:34:36.498+02:00Looking for Bedroom Furniture?Most of us if not all, are into furniture. Choosing the right furniture that would fit and compliment the design of our house is one of the most exciting things to do in decorating our home and making it stylish.<br />Our bedroom is our little heaven in our homes. We like it nice and comfortable. There, we don't only rest and sleep, often our dreams and future plans are created there.<br />Choosing the right furniture would be very helpful to get the ambiance we want. It is nice to wake up in the morning and smile when we open our eyes because we love the things we see. Shopping for bedroom furniture can be quite tricky though, especially with our busy life and hectic schedule. We don't have time to visit furniture shop anymore. Browsing the internet and look for bedroom furniture online is the most comfortable things to do. It would save us energy and time.<br />Why not visit Go Modern Furniture's website? Go modern <a href="http://www.gomodern.co.uk/store/bedroom-furniture/">bedroom furniture</a> includes beds, storage beds, bedside cabinet's, chest of drawer's and wardrobes and a lot more in mostly contemporary styles. They have everything you need for a bedroom furniture. Your bedroom furniture shopping will not be difficult anymore because you can do it at home or in your office in just a few clicks with your mouse. They sell kitchen and living room furniture too so you better check it out.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gomodern.co.uk/store/files/large-product-images/GM-DAFF-01-1-large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 317px;" src="http://www.gomodern.co.uk/store/files/large-product-images/GM-DAFF-01-1-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.gomodern.co.uk/store/bedroom-furniture/"><img src="https://members.smorty.com/members/advertiser/2592/http://www.gomodern.co.uk/store/images/P/GM-DAFF-01-1-medium.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-5088312429114933582009-09-16T22:15:00.007+02:002009-09-17T02:22:39.966+02:00A Dream Come TrueI've seen a theme park just last year when hubby (bf that time) brought me to Finland to introduce me to his family. I was so happy that day, finally after long years of waiting and dreaming and wishing I finally tried to ride the roller coaster which I heard and seen only in TV.<br />Linnanmaki is the biggest theme park in Helsinki. Hubby and I were very excited to visit it since we arrived in Finland. I can still recall the excitement and joy the first day we attempt to went there. While we were riding the tram going to the park I feel like I was a kid again.<br />We live in the southern part of Philippines. There, I've seen only Ferriswheel on special occassions like Fiesta but I didn't try it. There is a huge theme park in Luzon but it's very far from our place. We would need to ride a ship or an airplane to get there and my family cannot afford it.<br />When we arrived there hubby and me were confused why there's no people around. We tried to walk going inside to the park and we found out that the park was closed that day. It was kind of disappointing but not until my husband read in one of the paper in the park that it will be open the next day.<br />So we went back the next day at noon and had finally seen those rides that I never thought I would try to ride. My excitement was very high that I dragged my husband to the ticket booth right away. After that, I told him that I want to try that first roller coaster ride that I've seen. I saw the hesitation in his eyes while I'm dragging him to come with me. There's no much people yet that time so were lucky that we didn't had to wait. The excited me didn't think of anything at that moment but just try that roller coaster ride right away. Fear was the last thing in my mind.<br />When the roller coaster started to go up it was only then I realized what I got myself into. That moment the excitement was gone and the fear was there. And in just a second I heard myself shouting as loud as I can. I was upside down and going too fast that I'm not sure if my soul was still with me or it was left somewhere in the sky (lol). I was thankful and relieved that the ride lasted less than a minute. It was a quick one but very scary for me. I was dizzy when we were walking looking for the next possible ride. I kept on telling my husband "I made the wrong decision, Bebe. We shouldn't have ride that one".<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hubby and me decided to try one of the kiddie playhouse or something in there. And after that we decided to ride everything there since we have the ride all you can ticket except for the those two rides that we know we can't take.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/Picture333.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/Picture333.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div>I am very thankful that I've been given the chance to fulfill one of my childhood dreams, to ride a roller coaster. I was excited, thrilled, happy, amazed, afraid, scared that day. It was a fun experience. Yes, I regretted that first ride why we went there but all in all the joy that I have inside was unexplainable. It's one of those thing's that I've been waiting for my whole life to happen and I'm glad I finally experience it. That dream come true filled the tiny space somewhere in my heart. That space was there for so long and I'm glad its gone now.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-29378723220405995632009-09-16T21:44:00.006+02:002009-09-16T22:11:28.675+02:00It's My Turn: To Be The HostDue to my hectic schedule this past few days I wasn't able to make a post. I've been thinking to make one every single day that has passed but to no success because of my hectic schedule.<br />A few days ago Divine of <a href="http://sweet-divine.blogspot.com/">My Thoughts</a> and me agreed to meet last Wednesday. I asked her if she can come here in our place and bring Rechelle (another friend) with her. Rechelle is not available on weekdays coz of her studies and job so we reschedule the meeting this coming Saturday.<br />I'm no expert in cooking so it took me 3 days to decide if what dish shall I prepare. I've been to Divine's place last June just before we left for Finland and now, its our turn to be the host. I get nervous when I think about it. I'm worried of my cooking (lol). I've never cook for anyone aside from my hubby. Back in Philippines, my mother and sister always manage the kitchen. I've never tried cooking there not because I don't want to learn but I'm afraid it will be a failure. So I always leave the cooking to the masters. Just for the record, there was a point in my life when I dreamt of becoming a chef (grin) but I guess I'm just to afraid to try it. I was even too scared to practice in our own kitchen so what more in the school. But I've been always a fan of cooking shows and my favorite TV show is Hell's Kitchen.<br />I've come up with three dishes and two desserts and I hope I'll do it well. We wen't to the Asian Shop today and started getting the ingredients that will be needed for Saturday. I'll update you guys later and hopefully I'll be posting pics.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-49159720129729013052009-09-14T18:19:00.007+02:002009-09-15T01:00:32.319+02:00I Want Cheeseburger!When I woke up yesterday, the first sentence that I said was "Bebe, please buy me a cheeseburger tonight". I was craving for a burger for 3 days and I couldn't wait to eat one. I was thinking of it the entire day and finally after 8 hours of waiting, around 11 in the evening hubby arrived. I immediately asked him if he bought a cheeseburger. I was so disappointed when he said no. He was torn if he should get it or not coz he's train will arrive in 7 minutes and there was a long line in Mcdonalds that it would take a while before he can get the burger. So he decided not to buy it and ride the first train that arrived.<br /><br />I didn't talk to him for hours. I was hungry and very upset about it. I didn't made dinner because I thought we'll be eating burger last night. So when I woke up this morning hubby and I agreed that I'll go with him to the city center to go to the asian shop to buy something from there and buy my cheeseburger as well. He treat me to the new restaurant in the train station and then we went to the asian store. After that, I told hubby that I'll be going home but then he reminded me of the cheeseburger. I was so full that I was not thinking about it anymore but then he insist to get my burger. He asked me if how many Cheeseburger do I want and I said 3. He answered back saying " Are you sure?" and I said "Yes!". After that he didn't said anything and we headed to Mcdonalds and order my 3 cheeseburgers. He was guilty last night coz he didn't bought the cheeseburger and so even if he knew that there is no way I can eat all the 3 cheeseburgers he still bought it to make it up for what happened last night.<br /><br />I went home with 3 cheeseburgers in my bag and a huge smile in my face.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-47341436363469346272009-09-11T05:21:00.007+02:002009-09-11T20:26:19.234+02:00Got Another Q and A Tag<div style="border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); padding: 10px; overflow: auto; width: 450px; height: 600px;">Jenny of <a href="http://jenny-thewayiusetobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-tag.html">The Way I use to be</a> gave me another nice tag. Thanks Jen for always including me in your list.<br />I'll start right away...<br /><br />1. What time did you get up this morning? I seldom wake up in the morning. I usually wake up in the afternoon. Today, I woke up at 3pm.<br /><br />2. How do you like your steak? Last time I ate a steak was when we were in Finland. Thats a month ago and its good!<br /><br />3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? G. I. Joe<br /><br />4. What is your favorite TV show? Hell's Kitchen<br /><br />5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? Here or in Helsinki or in Davao City.<br /><br />6. What did you have for breakfast? Leftovers from last night.<br /><br />7. What is your favorite cuisine? Chinesse and Filipino<br /><br />8. What foods do you like? Lechon and fried fish.<br /><br />9. Favorite place to eat? In one of the Chinese Restaurant in Copenhagen and the Chinesse Restaurant in Seinajoki, Finland.<br /><br />10. Favorite dressing? I'm not into it.<br /><br />11. What kind of vehicle do you drive? We dont own any kind of vehicle and I don't know how to drive.<br /><br />12. What are your favorite clothes? Winter clothes because I find winter clothes fashionable though some are heavy.<br /><br />13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Disney World, Disneyland in Hongkong, Japan and France. In LA, Vegas, Spain, and Italy.<br /><br />14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? For me its 1/2 empty.<br /><br />15. Where would you want to retire? Am not thinking of that at the moment. I don't even have a job yet. lol.<br /><br />16. Favorite time of day? Mornings. I love mornings even if i wake up at noon.<br /><br />17. Where were you born? Gensan, Phil.<br /><br />18. What is your favorite sport to watch? Tennis, Basketball, Gymnastics, and the list goes on...<br /><br />19. Who do you think will not tag you back?I've no idea.<br /><br />20. Person you expect to tag you back first? huh?<br /><br />21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? I don't know.<br /><br />22. Bird watcher? Kind of.<br /><br />23. Are you a morning person or a night person? Definitely night person.<br /><br />24. Do you have any pets? No<br /><br />25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? None<br /><br />26. What did you want to be when you were little? A doctor.<br /><br />27. What is your best childhood memory? Growing up in Gensan.<br /><br />29. Are you married? Very.<br /><br />30. Always wear your seat belt? Yup.<br /><br />31. Been in a car accident? Thank God, nope!<br /><br />32. Any pet peeves? Racist.<br /><br />33. Favorite Pizza Toppings? Ham and Cheese.<br /><br />34. Favorite Flower? White Roses.<br /><br />35. Favorite ice cream? Haagen Dazs's Midnight Chocolate Cookie and Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough, Mango and Ube.<br /><br />36. Favorite fast food restaurant? Chowking, Hesburger<br /><br />37. How many times did you fail your driver's test? None coz I didn't take any driving related test.<br /><br />38. From whom did you get your last email? Facebook's Notification that I got a message.<br /><br />39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? I don't know. Maybe in Bilka (hehe), Ikea and H and M.<br /><br />40. Do anything spontaneous lately? hmm... Maybe cooking everynight for our dinner at 12 midnight.<br /><br />41. Like your job? I don't have a job for now.<br /><br />42. Broccoli? It's ok.<br /><br />43. What was your favorite vacation? Visiting Finland.<br /><br />44. Last person you went out to dinner with? Hubby.<br /><br />45. What are you listening to right now? Nothing.<br /><br />46. What is your favorite color? Green<br /><br />47. How many tattoos do you have? None.<br /><br />48. How many are you tagging for this quiz? Just 2 I think.<br /><br />49. What time did you finish this quiz? 7:56pm, Denmark's time.<br /><br />50. Coffee drinker? No.<br /><br />I would like to tag of course my good friend <a href="http://www.mmpq.blogspot.com/">Menche</a> and <a href="http://sweet-divine.blogspot.com/">Divine</a> again.</div><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-12953454444504066022009-09-11T04:56:00.004+02:002009-09-11T05:20:43.518+02:00United Bloggers Award<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/racecolor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/racecolor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>We, bloggers come from different nationalities all over the world. It is such a wonder that we are united because of blogging. This tag is made to know the nationality you are proud to have. I am enjoining all the bloggers to join this tag. Let us see how long we can make this list.<br /><br />Here are the rules:<p>1. Copy this entire post but appropriately acknowledge the tag giver.<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">2. Link your and your blog's name (that is, put your and your blog's name plus the URL) and add the nationality that you have e. g Filipino, Finnish, American, Canadian, etc.)</p><p style="text-align: left;">3. Tag as many bloggers as you can so we can generate a long list here.<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">4. Return <a href="http://jannicka23.blogspot.com/">here</a> and give me a comment or a message to include you in the masterlist.<br /></p><div style="text-align: left;">5. If you have multiple blogs, you may copy this tag in all your sites but please include only one blog of yours in each post.<br /><br />6. Update your masterlist by coming back <a href="http://jannicka23.blogspot.com/">here</a>.<br /><br />7. This tag will not only help us know the bloggers we keep in touch in the blogosphere but will also help build traffic to our sites.</div><p style="text-align: left;">MASTERLIST: (List down your nationality here. The first one has been done for you).</p><p style="text-align: left;">Filipino</p><p style="text-align: left;">1. Mel - <a href="http://www.mymoods.net/2009/09/united-bloggers-award_10.html">My Daily Thoughts and Moods</a></p><p style="text-align: left;">2. Jenjen - <a href="http://jannicka23.blogspot.com/">Me And My Shadow</a></p><p style="text-align: left;">I would like to pass this award to Divine of <a href="http://sweet-divine.blogspot.com/">divinekiilerich</a> and Menche of a <a href="http://www.mmpq.blogspot.com/">Place Of My Own</a>.<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /></div><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-26488837657550573012009-09-10T05:42:00.004+02:002009-09-10T06:22:14.818+02:00Rafael Nadal In US Open 2009A few weeks ago, I was very excited for the US Open to start. It's been a while since I watched tennis in TV and I didn't heard any news about my favorite player Rafael Nadal in our almost three months stay in Finland. Before we left Denmark, all I know is that Nadal was the world's number one player in tennis.<br />It's difficult with the time difference coz they air US Open at night till dawn here, I wasn't able to follow it. A few days ago as I was watching Roger Federer playing, I was very surprised to see his rank in the screen. I couldn't believe it that he is back at the number one position. I, then jumped into my computer to check Nadal's rank and I was a bit disappointed to see that he's number three. Because of the time difference I wasn't able to follow Nadal's game and I would just check his website everyday for the latest news.<br />This afternoon, I read an article about Nadal in Yahoo News. After Nadal beat Gael Monfils of France, a male fan escaped security and kissed Nadal on his cheeks. It's an uncomfortable and awkward situation but Nadal said in his interview that "It wasn't a problem. The guy was really nice. He was a great fan. He said I love you".<br />I like him more for this. I am a fan too though I'm not as wild as the guy who kissed him but I kind of understand what the fan did.<br />Just a few minutes ago, I checked his website and I was so happy to found out that his now back to No. 2 in ranking and through to Quarterfinals.<br />Go Rafa!<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-65544305078067100812009-09-10T04:50:00.007+02:002009-09-10T05:35:25.401+02:00My Favorite Fruit Rambutan<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/01_rambutan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h287/jenny0323/01_rambutan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Back in Philippines, my sister has a tree of Rambutan in their backyard. Every year, we would always look forward for the Rambutan tree to bear fruit. When the Rambutan season is coming, we would check the tree everyday if it starts to produce flowers and then we would excitedly wait for the flowers to become little fruits. And when it's ready for harvest I would always volunteer to climb the tree.<br /><br />When I was young I didn't like Rambutan, not until I was in high school. When it's Rambutan season, I could see a lot of vendors selling it in the streets of Davao City in a cheap price. Each time I buy it, the more I like it and crave for more.<br /><br />Rambutan is an exotic fruit that is common to southeast asian countries such as Philippines, Thailand, and Indonesia. A ripe Rambutan has a reddish or yellowish hairy skin. You can either cut,bite or sqeeze with your both hands to open it. It is a bit juicy inside so I don't really like squeezing it. It has a delicious sweet taste that you would always want for more when you taste it.<br /><br />I miss Rambutan, its been a while since the last time I ate it. Since they don't have it here in Denmark I'll just put it in my "must eat" fruit when we will have a vacation in the Philippines.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-17287136919234639342009-09-08T02:46:00.007+02:002009-09-08T04:07:06.762+02:00What is plastic surgery?The word plastic came from the Greek word plastikos that means to mold or to shape and surgery is the branch of medicine that deals with the diagnosis and treatment of injury, deformity, and disease by manual and instrumental means.<br /><br />Before, people who undergone plastic surgery prefers to keep it a secret coz a lot of people doesn't understand what it really means. Nowadays, a lot of people have tried plastic surgery to make their self younger and more beautiful just like hollywood stars.<br /><br />It doesn't mean that a person who's undergone a plastic surgery means that person has a lot of plastic in his/her body. There are two fields in plastic surgery, the Reconstructive and the Cosmetic or Aesthetic.<br /><br />Reconstructive procedures correct defects on the face or body. Ear deformities, dog bites, burns, cleft lips are just some of the examples that reconstructive surgery corrects.<br /><br />Cosmetic or Aesthetic surgery is concerned in improving one's appearance. It alters the part of the face or the body that one is not satisfied. Examples are removing of fats, reshaping of nose, breast enlargement or reduction and a lot more....<br /><br />One of the advantage of <a href="http://www.lookingyourbest.com/">plastic surgery</a> is the ability to correct physical defects. Often it gives the patient self esteem and feel better about their self. After all, all of us deserves to look best.<br /><br />If you're considering to under go to this procedures try to research more about it and make sure that you're doing it for the rights reasons. Choose your surgeon wisely and try to ask people who you know that has done it before for recommendations.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-25465040180674326352009-09-06T00:07:00.007+02:002009-09-06T02:04:50.842+02:00Q And A Portion<div style="overflow:auto;width:480px;height:550px;padding:10px;border:1px solid #eee">Yipee, I have a tag! Thanks Jenny of<a href="http://jenny-thewayiusetobe.blogspot.com/"> The Way I Use To be</a> for this. I like doing Q and A thing. Even in Friendster I love to answer surveys there. So I'll start right away...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-size: large;">Do you think you’re hot?</span></span><br />No, I'm Gorgeous! (Hehehe)<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-size: large;">Please, upload your favorite picture</span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifecqYCQQv0oZrQ9nFWZk-lJ51XiOwf2FX9PTkLJyLlQs5EyVLoIbwHQrQgOUaJJASU7gLjj5_NM4Iwx8LsGwOG4WgzYJcVsNzprqIs0uM7ZDVMe7sBXZkIbRTIwCnFgmbgFJRCo0Gp2Ce/s1600-h/mememmee.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifecqYCQQv0oZrQ9nFWZk-lJ51XiOwf2FX9PTkLJyLlQs5EyVLoIbwHQrQgOUaJJASU7gLjj5_NM4Iwx8LsGwOG4WgzYJcVsNzprqIs0uM7ZDVMe7sBXZkIbRTIwCnFgmbgFJRCo0Gp2Ce/s400/mememmee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378119760806906290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Why do you love this picture?</span></span></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Coz it makes me smile whenever I look at it. This was taken last year in our wedding. We all look so happy there...(hehehe)</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">When was the last time you eat pizza?</span></span></span><br />Hmmm... I think 3 weeks ago. We were in Finland that time, Papa Pertti bought some pizza for us coz were going back Denmark.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-size: large;">What is the latest song you’ve heard?</span></span><br />The song in OneTrueMEdia entitled That's What Friends Are For. It's below...<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What are you doing while working on this game?</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Watching movie with hubby but am not really interested with it so I went here.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What is your favorite nick name?</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I'm Jenny to my friends and family here. My classmates call me Beth and I'm Tata to my family,</span></span></span> I like all of those nick.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What kind of people are you?</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I liked solitude at one point in my life but the real me is funny, talkative, happy and positive.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What is your favorite song?</span></span></span><br />There's a lot but for now after the Nobody of the Wondergirls I've been listening to Craig David's Insomia a lot these days.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What is your favorite food?</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Definitely Asian! Especially Pinoy and Chinesee Food.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What is the most stressful thing to you?</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">If I don't get what I want then that is stressful. (hehehe)</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Kidding aside, it's pressure, expectations and unfulfilled dreams.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-size: large;">Mention the three must have items on your purse.</span></span><br />Money, Gloss and Phone<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">What is your favorite color/s?</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Green</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Please tag other five friends of yours.</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I would like to tag Menche, Te Amy, Mel, Fe and Te Kat.</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); 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font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">To those who are interested to grab this, feel free.<br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"></div><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: large;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span></div></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-66301616373616810162009-09-05T02:07:00.017+02:002009-09-06T01:57:56.457+02:00Mimi And Me<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=978a68528260ddd055f63d" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=978a68528260ddd055f63d&skin_id=801&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="310" width="312"></embed><div style="margin: 0px; font-family: verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 15px; width: 312px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=978a68528260ddd055f63d&skin_id=801&source=emplay" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/978a68528260ddd055f63d/801.gif" style="border: 0px none ;" width="312" /></a><br /></div></div><div style="overflow:auto;width:480px;height:700px;padding:10px;border:1px solid #eee">It all started 5 years ago, it's the first day of the opening of the school year in first semester sometime in 2004, I woke up early to prepare myself to school. Took a bath, ate breakfast and proudly wore my new uniform. I was very excited and nervous at the same time to go to school. It's my first day in college after all. I arrived early at school and I was able to choose a seat of my choice. I put my bag beside my seat, I reserved it for my new friend whom I met during the enrollment. We both promise to each other who ever comes first during the first day of the class will reserved a seat for one of us. Thirty minutes later, the rest of the seats were almost all taken and there were two ladies already asked me if the seat beside me is already taken and I told them its reserved for a friend of mine. After a while, there's this lady came in to the door in shirt and jeans and I saw her coming in to my direction. I was wondering, why this girl did not wear her uniform didn't she read the instruction in our school manual that it is required to wear the uniform the first day of the school. She asked my nicely if the seat beside me is taken, I was suppose to answer her yes but I was surprised of how I reacted, I took my bag and put it in my chair and said no its not, you can sit there if you want. I was thinking well, my new friend whom I reserved the chair for can seat beside of that girl who just took her seat since it is still available.<br /><br />That girl who took the seat introduced herself to me. Her name is Gerremay but she prefers to be called by her nickname Mimi. She was one of the most silent in the class while I'm one of the most talkative (hehe) but even if its like that it didn't hinder to our friendship. Well, she's as talkative as I am when its just us. We shared a lot of things from paper to assignments, answers and secrets and crushes. She brought me a couple of times in their place, introduced me to her family and relatives. We were inseparable, wherever she go I go, if there's a group activity we were always partners. After a year, I have to stopped attending school, we ran out of resources. I lived with my sister that time but it was more like I live alone. I was so devastated and disappointed of what happened to me. It was very painful in my part coz I really wanted to go to school. When the enrollment came, she did not enroll right away and waited for me so we can enroll together and be classmates again but then it didn't happen. It was a challenge for her to be a stranger in her new class and it took a bit of time for her to adjust. She didn't know anyone coz most of our classmates in the first year enrolled earlier than she did. Despite her very busy schedule she finds time to visit me twice a month and bring me a "pasalubong". Then we would have long hours of talk. She updates me the latest news from school, open up her problems and tell me her worries. Then we would both listen to our favorite song before she leave. There were times that she's forcing me to go to their place to have a sleep over and then in the morning when I have to go home she would give me anything that she can afford. From from soap, shampoo, conditioner to the fruits and vegetable in their backyard. She even bought a bag of my favorite candy for me to take home. She tried in her own little way to help me and ease the pain that I have inside. She was a student then and didn't have much but then she did everything she can to help me. That was one of the lowest point in my life and I never thought that she will be there for me. She stand by me. After a year she got more busy and I was able to be back in to my senses again. I tried to move on from what happened and accepted it. I started looking for a job and we didn't met for a year.<br /><br />There were times when I get home and my niece would tell me that Mimi came and looked for me. We weren't able to meet for a long time. I thought it would be best for her to concetrate in her studies. I wanted her to enjoy her life and stopped worrying about me. I wanted her to find new friends in her new world without me. We stopped exchanging sms coz of our both busy schedule but we both know deep inside in our hearts that were just there for eachother, and were just one sms away. Four years has passed since the day we've known eachother, she graduated already. One fine day I told her the news and sent her an SMS that I'm getting married and I want her to be my bridesmaid, I was hesitant if she will accept it coz she's in the middle of her review for the upcoming Licensure exam. I was delighted to read her SMS saying "Uu gang, kinsa man gud ko para moingon ug dili. Amiga gud ta ".(Translation: Yes dear, who am I to say no?).<br /><br />I am very happy that she was there in my most special day. After the wedding we started meeting often to catch up and rekindle the friendship we have.<br /><br />Were are so lucky that God bless us with friends. Life is more beautiful and meaningful knowing there will be someone who will stay with us through thick and thin. Whenever I hear Dionne Warwick's song it reminds me of my best friend Mimi and our beautiful friendship ... through good times and bad times I'll be on your side forever more, that what friends are for...<br />My bestfriend is Mimi, who's yours?<br /></div><br /><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-20774308821067058822009-09-02T23:55:00.013+02:002009-09-03T01:30:27.935+02:00Web HostAfter I found out that I gained a PR the joy that I felt is unexplainable. I find my self checking this blog everyday now and update it. I am more inspired to write a post and even started thinking of creating a new blog. I thought that future blog that I'm going to make would be better if it has a web host. I started looking for a web host online and I land into WebHostingGeeks.com. They have affordable and professional <a href="http://webhostinggeeks.com/">webhosting</a> services below $10.00 a month and 30 day money back guarantee. <strong></strong>WebHostingGeeks.com have as low as $1.99 offer. All their web hosting plans include at least one free domain name registration. Now, I know where to go when I'll look for a web host. Thanks to this technology called Internet, everything is easy to find nowadays. 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It got worse when I got here in Denmark. After shower I always notice my skin gets tighter and then after a while it would look like it is dehydrated. And there are times that it gets itchy and painful. The driest part is my lower leg, sides of my stomach and my face. I tried different lotions for my body and it took a while before I found the right one for me. Tested some creams for my face, hoping it would lessen the dryness but those didn't help me at all. For some weeks, I had to put petroleum jelly to the side of my nose and lips so that the dry skin won't get visible but it leaves my skin looks shiny and it feels sticky.<br /><br />I told my sister in law about my problem and its from her I learned to Wash, Tone and Moisturize.<br />I do this twice a day, in the morning and before I go to bed.<br /><br />Wash - I use facial soap or a facial cleanser for this. I would suggest not to use your body soap when washing your face. Body soaps contains stronger ingredients and it makes your skin more dry.<br /><br />Tone - It removes dead skin cells, surface oil and dirt that the facial soap or cleanser miss.<br /><br />Moisturizer - This helps to keep your skin away from getting dry. It makes your skin moist and hydrated.<br /><br />Now, my skin feels and looks better. I've been using Clinique products. What's good about them is that they have good selection for different skin types and combination. 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She asked me to check it out too. I was bloghopping that time so I said yes, after my bloghopping. I've read several post about it while bloghopping and it made me more interested to find it out myself. After visiting the blogs of my friends, I check it out right away and registered. I found out that they give bonus for signing up plus the chance to earn more by doing tasks and opportunities that they will give to you. So why not check it out too?<br /><br /><code><a name="">"> </a></code><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><img alt="'Advertise" src="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://linkfromblog.com/img.001.000748.gif%27/" border="'0'" height="'1'" width="'1'" /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-51891600464305590922009-09-01T12:47:00.008+02:002009-09-01T14:47:49.889+02:00Platform BedsOne of the things that a person need to have a good health is to have a good sleep 8-10 hours a day. We spend quite long hours in bed everyday and the comfortability of the bed really matters. If we don't sleep well at night, it will reflect during the day. Often we would get moody and sometimes we won't perform well in our task. We need a nice and comfortable bed to rest and sleep.<br /><br />I found out about eroomservice while browsing on the net and they offer modern and <a href="http://www.eroomservice.com/cat/beds">contemporary beds</a> . They have a big selection of beautiful beds and <a href="http://www.eroomservice.com/cat/bedroom-sets">bed sets</a>. If you're looking for nice and elegant beds, then this is the place you should go to. I myself was impressed how nice the bed they have. They offer Italian modern beds and European contemporary bed frames from world renowned modern furniture designers.<br />So why not invest in a bed that will last and give you a good nights sleep?<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-28599518474878730352009-09-01T03:18:00.005+02:002009-09-01T04:17:48.893+02:00I Finally Have A PRLast night I was in the computer for 4 hours straight and I didn't notice it. I was so busy updating my blog and adding a scroll bar to my friendslist. After the update has been done, I thought of why not try to check my PR before going to the kitchen and wash the dishes. So I checked it, I was expecting of an n/a answer coz thats what I've been getting all the time. And no one would expect a PR with my inconsistency, I blog today and tomorrow and for the rest of the week I'm not blogging and then after a week or two I'll update my blog again. I was very inconsistent so I was not expecting anything but then I was surprise to see the screen showed me. I saw 3/10 PR and I was not sure if how exactly I felt. I closed the tab and open a new one. I thought maybe I pasted the wrong URL, but then after pasting my URL for the second time I got the same answer and I chose not to believe still and close the tab again. I was telling my self this can't be happening, this must be a mistake. After a while, I tried to check my PR again and I made sure and double check that it is my URL that I'm pasting and not someone else's. It's on my third attempt, it finally sink in my mind that I really have a PR now. For a while I was just staring on the screen looking at the 3/10 in white,green and gray colors that is written in my screen. It was such a joy to look at the screen that time. I can't help to smile for the entire night. I was even singing while washing the dishes. <input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-72438410328423148622009-08-31T19:14:00.004+02:002009-08-31T22:19:39.966+02:00100% Sassy Blogger AwardA week ago Anna's <a href="http://littlepinayprincess.blogspot.com/">SassyChicks's World</a> celebrated its 1st birthday. And she was giving an award in celebration of SassyChick's World first birthday. I was one of the people who received the award but due to my busy schedule I wasn't able to post it, but today I'm really grabbing it and delighted to post it here. Also, Fe of <a href="http://remfe.blogspot.com/">Fe's Journey of Life</a> received this award too and she's giving it to me as well. Thanks a lot guys for the thoughts.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQaE7Hlz8OsRwCy-RBKZML6ZxuJ3ke3kXWLvFvNpNQbG4asssRq4ND9QKNRwLQOaxSDCp8jLxXGbAzCEEaX4XzW8LJpGCx-Fu-cQxiw8y4nk5AQzhj60vdXk6rlgYXTGzMl3EcqsPM2EAk/s1600-h/100%25SASSYBLOGGER.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQaE7Hlz8OsRwCy-RBKZML6ZxuJ3ke3kXWLvFvNpNQbG4asssRq4ND9QKNRwLQOaxSDCp8jLxXGbAzCEEaX4XzW8LJpGCx-Fu-cQxiw8y4nk5AQzhj60vdXk6rlgYXTGzMl3EcqsPM2EAk/s320/100%25SASSYBLOGGER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375847763731474674" border="0" /></a>I'm giving this award to Menche of <a href="http://www.mmpq.blogspot.com/">A Place Of My Own</a>. Menche is a good friend of mine and she was my classmate in DDC. She's a new blogger. She just pass the recent licensure exam for Nurses. Congrats Mench for the job well done. This award really fits to you coz you are 100% Sassy. To everyone who wants to grab this award feel free. If you think you are Sassy, then go for it!<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-42473027073135723022009-08-31T14:00:00.004+02:002009-08-31T14:45:41.882+02:00Biggest Boot I've Seen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dzXluHSy8Aqlx4kspdlTRsr3tXlIMYYswKzGavRx0EcHqmf5MCvwHDc8SE0EWKfx_V2fnwo0U4jd6RkWRLOTbrQNLko9FDrI8FEY99zFzFVVNu-3dMKr5fQ8kwPq8DEHY3YiD9VFkmlG/s1600-h/02082009089.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dzXluHSy8Aqlx4kspdlTRsr3tXlIMYYswKzGavRx0EcHqmf5MCvwHDc8SE0EWKfx_V2fnwo0U4jd6RkWRLOTbrQNLko9FDrI8FEY99zFzFVVNu-3dMKr5fQ8kwPq8DEHY3YiD9VFkmlG/s400/02082009089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376107493532993938" border="0" /></a><br />One fine Sunday while we were in Finland my Father in law asked us if we wanted to go to an Agricultural fair. I hesitated when hubby asked me coz for sure I can't relate to it but since my Papa Pertti really insists and everyone is going so I just nod. There, I've seen different farm animals, tractors and other farm materials. While hubby and I strolling around hubby point the big boot in one of the booths there. I was surprise to see its size but I was more surprise to see the brand. The brand is called Nokian and I was wondering if its related to the Nokia company that manufactures cellphones. Hubby said that before Nokia made cellphones they made rubber boots and tyres first. The Nokian boots and the Nokia phones were one company before that split into two. The history of Nokia really surprised me, from rubber boots to cellularphones. Who would have thought?<br /><br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7912506673991467141.post-25160224576811291432009-08-31T01:05:00.004+02:002009-08-31T01:47:53.106+02:00Friendship AwardJenny of <a href="http://jenny-thewayiusetobe.blogspot.com/">The Way I Use To Be</a> gave me a Friendship Award and today I'm grabbing it. Thanks a lot Jen for the thoughts, that even though I haven't visited you for a while in your blog you did not forget me to include in your list.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGU3xdV5q-A3Mj5Z-Jv-YfFPs8PzGD-bxkXlzjlSD26by2mn_kRVxsrKp6kFcctUot2eeGwrCjhZpiBURuL4JlPjDxYiQPYp-8CV7-7bsT9e7AEXqkUaT5U4Dnj0QZJz3A5MhXlf16vBSt/s1600-h/award+share2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGU3xdV5q-A3Mj5Z-Jv-YfFPs8PzGD-bxkXlzjlSD26by2mn_kRVxsrKp6kFcctUot2eeGwrCjhZpiBURuL4JlPjDxYiQPYp-8CV7-7bsT9e7AEXqkUaT5U4Dnj0QZJz3A5MhXlf16vBSt/s320/award+share2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375898554358084818" border="0" /></a>Award above implies :<br /><br />Green: symbolizes the new buddies<br />Yellow: represents the guys who are always active<br />Blue: symbolized with PR blogger buddies high<br />Platform Red: symbolizes that we are all equal, junior or senior is summarized in one place, with the same blood red, and we are brothers.<br /><br />Prerequisite retrieval AWARD:<br /><br />1. Create a post as above<br />2. Include a link Giver Award.<br />3. For colleagues who have not followed this site or not exchange links, please follow or exchange links with me.<br />4. Copy-paste the image above or DOWNLOAD<br /><br />I'm passing this on to my dear friend Yen of <a href="http://janyen.blogspot.com/">Heavenly Delight</a>.<br /></div><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jenny0323http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045793720733039233noreply@blogger.com0